A/N: I didn't get any reviews last chap, but yet...I'm *still* writing. Why? I have no idea...Maybe it's 'cause my muse keeps poking me with a stick. Someone please review for me??? *pouts* (elbows muse) *muse pouts*
Chapter 9: To The Rescue
After grabbing Jean from the rec room, Jubilee, Jean, and Rogue (who was the only one left awake) hurried as fast as they could to Jack's room.
"Jubilee, Logan went out on the roof after him?!" Jean asked nervously as they climbed the stairs.
"Yeah, Jack started to fall so he climbed out there."
"Jean, ain't Logan on that medication that messes up his senses?" Rogue asked, concern evident in her eyes.
"Oh no." Jean breathed.
"What?!" Jubilee excaimed (apparently the only one who didn't know).
"The pills Hank gave him are so strong, he probably can barely stand and stay awake. We have to hurry." Jean ran down the corridor and burst into Jack's room, quickly moving towards the open window.
~Oh man, this is all my fault!~ Jubilee thought to herself. ~No wonder why he was so out of it...like duh!~
Rogue and Jubilee just stood beside the window out of the way, unable to really do much more.
"Logan?! Jack?!" Jean called out the window, her voice wavering. ~Oh no, I don't see them!~
"Over...here!" Logan yelled back gruffly.
Jean levitated herself out of the window as Jubilee and Rogue looked on. She saw Logan on the opposite slope of the roof, hanging on to the gutter with one hand. She sighed, somewhat relieved as she noticed Jack was in his other arm, hanging on tightly. "Don't move, I've got you." Jean called over to them.
Jack was crying, holding on to his Dad's arm with a death grip.
"Shh..s'ok, everythin's gonna be fine. Mommy's gonna get us back inside. Jus' keep holdin' on Jack." Logan assured him. *-Ahright Jean, ya gotta work a little faster than that. I dunno how long I can hold on.-* He called to his wife telepathically.
*-Sorry honey, I've got you now.-* Using her telekinesis, Jean lifted Logan and Jack off the roof ledge, and carefully brought them back in through the window, one at a time.
Once everyone was back in the mansion safely, the tension seemed to die down. Jean had calmed down Jack, using her telepathy, and put him back to bed, making sure to lock the window securely this time.
"Hey, is everything okay now guys?" Jubilee asked, waiting with Rogue in the hallway until Jean and Logan came out of Jack's room.
"We're good Jubes. Y'can go back ta bed now." Logan assured her tiredly. He was leaning on Jean heavily, mostly so he didn't pass out, but he tried to hide it.
Rogue nodded at the two. "Ahlright, well g'night everyone." She waved and walked off to her room to go and sleep beside her husband.
"Ok, yeah, so...goodnight." Jubilee trudged off, still feeling guilty about what had happened.
Logan sighed heavily, resting his head on his wife's shoulder. "Let's go ta bed Jean, before I fall on the floor again." He smirked, but Jean didn't seem to find anything amusing.
She frowned, concern showing in her eyes, and began leading her husband to their room. "Logan, you could've been seriously hurt out there. You're not yourself on that medication, you probably couldn't see a thing, and you can barely stand."
"I'm sorry darlin', but Jack was in trouble, I needed ta do somethin'. He could've been alot worse if I didn't do anything right then." Logan defended himself.
Jean sighed as they both flopped down on the bed. She shut off the lights and curled in close to Logan as he layed down. "I don't want anything to happen to either of you. But you're right Logan, he couldn't been alot worse." She looked up at him, but he was already fast asleep. ~This isn't good Logan. You can't just keep going around acting like you're fine when you're not. I don't want you to have those awful nightmares, but I don't like what this medication is doing to you either.~ Jean thought to herself with a frown. She then closed her eyes and leaned her head against Logan's chest and fell asleep.
Morning came much slower than usual; Jack didn't have school with Hank today, so Jean didn't have to get up early. The thing was, she was awake anyway.
Jean laid on the bed, curled on her side, facing Logan so that their noses nearly touched, and holding his hand in both of hers. He was still sleeping soundly, and all Jean could think about were his nightmares. ~What caused them to come back after years without them? Did something traumatic happen on his mission a few days ago? Was there something that triggered painful memories? Maybe Professor Xavier can help.~
Jean suddenly heard the slight creak of their bedroom door opening, and soft padding across the floor toward the bed. She already knew it was Jack.
The little boy climbed up on the bed, squeezing himself between his sleeping father and his mother, and laying down. "Hi Mommy." Jack smiled tiredly, making his little wolf-fangs visible.
"Hey Jacky baby." Jean released Logan's hand and wrapped her arm around her son. "Are you still sleepy? You don't have school today, you can sleep longer."
Jack nodded, hugging closer to his mom. "Can I sleep here?"
"Sure baby, just don't wake Daddy up okay?" Jean smiled, sliding over in the bed so Jack wouldn't bump into Logan. She ruffled his soft hair as he closed his eyes to go back to sleep.
A little while later, Jean shifted to a sitting position, careful not to wake her sleeping boys. Logan began to stir awake anyway, and mumbled something softly, rolling over and yawning as he opened his eyes.
Jean had a 'good morning' smile all over her face, but Logan could still tell that something was bothering her.
Scratching the back of his head, Logan sat up, noticing for the first time that Jack was lying between them. He looked at his wife and smiled lopsidedly. "Mornin' darlin'." He looked down at Jack again. "Did he have a bad dream last night?"
Jean shook her head, leaning into Logan's hand as he brushed it along her cheek. "No, he just came in this morning. I told him he could sleep longer, I think Jack forgot he didn't have school today." She let out a short laugh.
"Heh." Logan gave his wife a kiss, then carefully got out of bed, ruffling his messy hair. He threw on a robe, not bothering to tie it closed, and started toward the door. "Ya know what? I'm gonna make you some breakfast this mornin'."
Jean gave him a sly look. "Oh really now? Any special reason?"
"Yep." Logan grinned. "Jus' 'cuz I love ya." He winked and sauntered out of the room.
Jean shook her head with a smile and flopped down, back against the pillows lazily.
A/N: Reviews? Anyone? I need them to survive!!! I swear it! *falls on the floor* ow...
Chapter 9: To The Rescue
After grabbing Jean from the rec room, Jubilee, Jean, and Rogue (who was the only one left awake) hurried as fast as they could to Jack's room.
"Jubilee, Logan went out on the roof after him?!" Jean asked nervously as they climbed the stairs.
"Yeah, Jack started to fall so he climbed out there."
"Jean, ain't Logan on that medication that messes up his senses?" Rogue asked, concern evident in her eyes.
"Oh no." Jean breathed.
"What?!" Jubilee excaimed (apparently the only one who didn't know).
"The pills Hank gave him are so strong, he probably can barely stand and stay awake. We have to hurry." Jean ran down the corridor and burst into Jack's room, quickly moving towards the open window.
~Oh man, this is all my fault!~ Jubilee thought to herself. ~No wonder why he was so out of it...like duh!~
Rogue and Jubilee just stood beside the window out of the way, unable to really do much more.
"Logan?! Jack?!" Jean called out the window, her voice wavering. ~Oh no, I don't see them!~
"Over...here!" Logan yelled back gruffly.
Jean levitated herself out of the window as Jubilee and Rogue looked on. She saw Logan on the opposite slope of the roof, hanging on to the gutter with one hand. She sighed, somewhat relieved as she noticed Jack was in his other arm, hanging on tightly. "Don't move, I've got you." Jean called over to them.
Jack was crying, holding on to his Dad's arm with a death grip.
"Shh..s'ok, everythin's gonna be fine. Mommy's gonna get us back inside. Jus' keep holdin' on Jack." Logan assured him. *-Ahright Jean, ya gotta work a little faster than that. I dunno how long I can hold on.-* He called to his wife telepathically.
*-Sorry honey, I've got you now.-* Using her telekinesis, Jean lifted Logan and Jack off the roof ledge, and carefully brought them back in through the window, one at a time.
Once everyone was back in the mansion safely, the tension seemed to die down. Jean had calmed down Jack, using her telepathy, and put him back to bed, making sure to lock the window securely this time.
"Hey, is everything okay now guys?" Jubilee asked, waiting with Rogue in the hallway until Jean and Logan came out of Jack's room.
"We're good Jubes. Y'can go back ta bed now." Logan assured her tiredly. He was leaning on Jean heavily, mostly so he didn't pass out, but he tried to hide it.
Rogue nodded at the two. "Ahlright, well g'night everyone." She waved and walked off to her room to go and sleep beside her husband.
"Ok, yeah, so...goodnight." Jubilee trudged off, still feeling guilty about what had happened.
Logan sighed heavily, resting his head on his wife's shoulder. "Let's go ta bed Jean, before I fall on the floor again." He smirked, but Jean didn't seem to find anything amusing.
She frowned, concern showing in her eyes, and began leading her husband to their room. "Logan, you could've been seriously hurt out there. You're not yourself on that medication, you probably couldn't see a thing, and you can barely stand."
"I'm sorry darlin', but Jack was in trouble, I needed ta do somethin'. He could've been alot worse if I didn't do anything right then." Logan defended himself.
Jean sighed as they both flopped down on the bed. She shut off the lights and curled in close to Logan as he layed down. "I don't want anything to happen to either of you. But you're right Logan, he couldn't been alot worse." She looked up at him, but he was already fast asleep. ~This isn't good Logan. You can't just keep going around acting like you're fine when you're not. I don't want you to have those awful nightmares, but I don't like what this medication is doing to you either.~ Jean thought to herself with a frown. She then closed her eyes and leaned her head against Logan's chest and fell asleep.
Morning came much slower than usual; Jack didn't have school with Hank today, so Jean didn't have to get up early. The thing was, she was awake anyway.
Jean laid on the bed, curled on her side, facing Logan so that their noses nearly touched, and holding his hand in both of hers. He was still sleeping soundly, and all Jean could think about were his nightmares. ~What caused them to come back after years without them? Did something traumatic happen on his mission a few days ago? Was there something that triggered painful memories? Maybe Professor Xavier can help.~
Jean suddenly heard the slight creak of their bedroom door opening, and soft padding across the floor toward the bed. She already knew it was Jack.
The little boy climbed up on the bed, squeezing himself between his sleeping father and his mother, and laying down. "Hi Mommy." Jack smiled tiredly, making his little wolf-fangs visible.
"Hey Jacky baby." Jean released Logan's hand and wrapped her arm around her son. "Are you still sleepy? You don't have school today, you can sleep longer."
Jack nodded, hugging closer to his mom. "Can I sleep here?"
"Sure baby, just don't wake Daddy up okay?" Jean smiled, sliding over in the bed so Jack wouldn't bump into Logan. She ruffled his soft hair as he closed his eyes to go back to sleep.
A little while later, Jean shifted to a sitting position, careful not to wake her sleeping boys. Logan began to stir awake anyway, and mumbled something softly, rolling over and yawning as he opened his eyes.
Jean had a 'good morning' smile all over her face, but Logan could still tell that something was bothering her.
Scratching the back of his head, Logan sat up, noticing for the first time that Jack was lying between them. He looked at his wife and smiled lopsidedly. "Mornin' darlin'." He looked down at Jack again. "Did he have a bad dream last night?"
Jean shook her head, leaning into Logan's hand as he brushed it along her cheek. "No, he just came in this morning. I told him he could sleep longer, I think Jack forgot he didn't have school today." She let out a short laugh.
"Heh." Logan gave his wife a kiss, then carefully got out of bed, ruffling his messy hair. He threw on a robe, not bothering to tie it closed, and started toward the door. "Ya know what? I'm gonna make you some breakfast this mornin'."
Jean gave him a sly look. "Oh really now? Any special reason?"
"Yep." Logan grinned. "Jus' 'cuz I love ya." He winked and sauntered out of the room.
Jean shook her head with a smile and flopped down, back against the pillows lazily.
A/N: Reviews? Anyone? I need them to survive!!! I swear it! *falls on the floor* ow...