A/N: wow, it's been forever since i updated this and i suddenly felt inspired to finally write this chapter. I hope someone's out there willing ta read it.
I hadta change some things because of the QuickEdit, no star thingies or the squigly line...grr...ok so here goes.
-this is telepathic speech-and words in italics are thoughts
Chapter 11: Just working things out
Jean was just looking for Logan when she found him in the play room with Jack who was building a big tower with Leggos.
"Mommy!" Jack grinned and waved at her as she walked in. "Lookit what I made!" he moved to hold up his tower and it fell apart. The little wolf-boy frowned, then started building it up again.
"Hey Jeannie." Logan smiled at her as he got up from the floor, handing Jack a few Leggos. "Jubes was dyin' ta go ta the mall with Kitty, so I let 'er take off while I watch the kid."
"Logan I need to talk to you for a minute." She jerked her head to the side and motioned toward the door.
Watching her curiously, Logan followed her out of the room. He leaned against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest. "What's wrong Jean, darlin'?"
"I wanted to talk to you about your pills." She raised a hand, not allowing Logan to speak so she could finish what she needed to say. "Hank's already told me the risks and he wanted to make sure I ran this by you first. We talked about taking you off the meds for awhile." Jean watched Logan's expression that changed from confusion to deep thought.
He frowned, shifting his feet and dropping his arms to shove his hands in his pockets. "Well...what for?"
"Because you can't be yourself when your on those pills, and I'm worried about you." Jean looked at him seriously, stepping a little closer. "The nightmares might already be gone, and he said we could give it a try. I think he's concerned that you'll go through withdrawal, but I'm gonna look after you."
Logan sighed, looking down at the floor. He pulled his hands from his pockets, then absently scratched the back of his neck. "Ahright, I'll do it fer you." He looked up with a faint smile.
"Thanks honey." Jean wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
"I'm gonna go work s'more on my old bike. Took a longer break than I thought." Logan half-smiled, then walked away down the hall.
Jean frowned as she watched him go. She wasn't so sure he was all too thrilled about being off the medication. Is he that worried about his nightmares? Something had to have happened to get him like this... Jean shook her head, then walked back into the play room only to find Jack fast asleep, surrounded by piles of Leggos.
Ororo and Scott were lounging in the rec room later that afternoon after dinner. Well, Ororo was lounging, Scott was going over training sessions, scribbling things down on a piece of paper like a pro football coach working plays.
"When is Charles returning from his trip to...what was it called?" Ororo asked, gazing over at Scott from her chair.
"Muir Island, the Mutant Research Center there." He answered without looking up from his work. Then he shrugged. "He said it was going to be a few weeks. He's got genetic research or something to do with Moira MacTaggert. His old flame." Scott sort of chuckled, smirking a little and finally looking up and putting his pen down.
Suddenly Evan ran into the rec room, skidding to a halt and glancing at Ororo and Scott. "Hey, did you guys see Jack run by here?" he asked, scratching his head.
"No," Ororo shook her head, brows creased. "I thought he was down for a nap?"
"Uh uh." Evan frowned with a sigh. "That was before dinner, he's awake now. I got stuck watching him 'cuz Kitty and Jubes are STILL at the mall. And I know he's been in the kitchen 'cuz Rogue's in there now tryin' to get gum out of her hair."
Scott just looked at Evan and shrugged as Ororo stifled a laugh.
Sighing again, Evan shook his head and ran out of the room to continue searching.
Ororo laughed with a smile as her nephew left. "Where on Earth are that boy's parents?" She asked, talking about Jack.
"Jean went out to buy some milk, and I think Logan's went back to working on his motorcycle." Scott frowned, glancing down at the paper in his lap. "So I guess this means no one's going to be doing any training tonight huh?"
"I dunno, I for one could use a work out." Ororo smiled and got up, turning off the TV.
Scott hopped to his feet, eager to try out some new training teqniques down in the danger room. "Alright then, let's go."
In the control tower of the danger room...
Cyclops and Storm had already changed into work out gear when they walked into the control tower, prepared to set the computer for their session. They were surprised to find the room was already being occupied.
Down below, Logan was involved in quite the work out; slashing and battling numbers of robots, blades, and lasers that came out of the walls and floor.
"Should he really be doing that?" Ororo asked with concern in her voice as she glanced over at Scott. "Jean told me the medication he's on has been messing with his healing factor and other senses lately."
Scott leaned over a panel to look down into the room. "He seems to be doing ok." he shrugged, cringing slightly as Logan dodged a flailing robot arm, only to be slammed into by another robot that came out of the wall. "....On second thought, maybe we should stop him." Scott cancelled the session through the computer, looking down to find Logan staring up into the tower accusingly.
"What gives?!" he yelled with a grunt.
Ororo went over to the intercom and pressed a button so she could be heard from the speakers within the room. "You shouldn't be doing such a strenuous session without any supervision." she noticed Logan rolling his eyes, then shook her head and got into the elevator along with Scott to get down into the room.
Logan was standing with his arms crossed, a scowl on his face as he watched Ororo and Scott come out of the elevator.
"Are you alright?" Ororo asked him with concern. Logan's work out clothes were nearly shredded. "We saw you get hit pretty hard by one of the robots."
"Yeah." He grunted, then crossed his arms and looked from Ororo to Scott before marching out of the room.
Scott just shook his head when Logan had gone. "That man does not know his limits."
Ororo smiled faintly, putting a hand on her friend's shoulder. "Do not worry Scott, Logan knows what he's doing..." she paused. "Most of the time."
Scott smirked.
"He just isn't as self-aware with his healing factor not working properly and all that due to the medication he's been on lately."
"Yeah, I know." Scott smiled at Ororo. "I just want to make sure he isn't a danger to the team, or himself. The guy's a father now, he can't be so reckless."
Laughing, Ororo wrapped her arm around Scott's. "And I'm sure if you were a father you would never think of taking such risks."
"Of course not." Grinning, Scott bashfully adjusted his visor then started for the elevator again. "I'll go set our session."
A/N-Please please please please please review!!!!!
I hadta change some things because of the QuickEdit, no star thingies or the squigly line...grr...ok so here goes.
-this is telepathic speech-and words in italics are thoughts
Chapter 11: Just working things out
Jean was just looking for Logan when she found him in the play room with Jack who was building a big tower with Leggos.
"Mommy!" Jack grinned and waved at her as she walked in. "Lookit what I made!" he moved to hold up his tower and it fell apart. The little wolf-boy frowned, then started building it up again.
"Hey Jeannie." Logan smiled at her as he got up from the floor, handing Jack a few Leggos. "Jubes was dyin' ta go ta the mall with Kitty, so I let 'er take off while I watch the kid."
"Logan I need to talk to you for a minute." She jerked her head to the side and motioned toward the door.
Watching her curiously, Logan followed her out of the room. He leaned against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest. "What's wrong Jean, darlin'?"
"I wanted to talk to you about your pills." She raised a hand, not allowing Logan to speak so she could finish what she needed to say. "Hank's already told me the risks and he wanted to make sure I ran this by you first. We talked about taking you off the meds for awhile." Jean watched Logan's expression that changed from confusion to deep thought.
He frowned, shifting his feet and dropping his arms to shove his hands in his pockets. "Well...what for?"
"Because you can't be yourself when your on those pills, and I'm worried about you." Jean looked at him seriously, stepping a little closer. "The nightmares might already be gone, and he said we could give it a try. I think he's concerned that you'll go through withdrawal, but I'm gonna look after you."
Logan sighed, looking down at the floor. He pulled his hands from his pockets, then absently scratched the back of his neck. "Ahright, I'll do it fer you." He looked up with a faint smile.
"Thanks honey." Jean wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
"I'm gonna go work s'more on my old bike. Took a longer break than I thought." Logan half-smiled, then walked away down the hall.
Jean frowned as she watched him go. She wasn't so sure he was all too thrilled about being off the medication. Is he that worried about his nightmares? Something had to have happened to get him like this... Jean shook her head, then walked back into the play room only to find Jack fast asleep, surrounded by piles of Leggos.
Ororo and Scott were lounging in the rec room later that afternoon after dinner. Well, Ororo was lounging, Scott was going over training sessions, scribbling things down on a piece of paper like a pro football coach working plays.
"When is Charles returning from his trip to...what was it called?" Ororo asked, gazing over at Scott from her chair.
"Muir Island, the Mutant Research Center there." He answered without looking up from his work. Then he shrugged. "He said it was going to be a few weeks. He's got genetic research or something to do with Moira MacTaggert. His old flame." Scott sort of chuckled, smirking a little and finally looking up and putting his pen down.
Suddenly Evan ran into the rec room, skidding to a halt and glancing at Ororo and Scott. "Hey, did you guys see Jack run by here?" he asked, scratching his head.
"No," Ororo shook her head, brows creased. "I thought he was down for a nap?"
"Uh uh." Evan frowned with a sigh. "That was before dinner, he's awake now. I got stuck watching him 'cuz Kitty and Jubes are STILL at the mall. And I know he's been in the kitchen 'cuz Rogue's in there now tryin' to get gum out of her hair."
Scott just looked at Evan and shrugged as Ororo stifled a laugh.
Sighing again, Evan shook his head and ran out of the room to continue searching.
Ororo laughed with a smile as her nephew left. "Where on Earth are that boy's parents?" She asked, talking about Jack.
"Jean went out to buy some milk, and I think Logan's went back to working on his motorcycle." Scott frowned, glancing down at the paper in his lap. "So I guess this means no one's going to be doing any training tonight huh?"
"I dunno, I for one could use a work out." Ororo smiled and got up, turning off the TV.
Scott hopped to his feet, eager to try out some new training teqniques down in the danger room. "Alright then, let's go."
In the control tower of the danger room...
Cyclops and Storm had already changed into work out gear when they walked into the control tower, prepared to set the computer for their session. They were surprised to find the room was already being occupied.
Down below, Logan was involved in quite the work out; slashing and battling numbers of robots, blades, and lasers that came out of the walls and floor.
"Should he really be doing that?" Ororo asked with concern in her voice as she glanced over at Scott. "Jean told me the medication he's on has been messing with his healing factor and other senses lately."
Scott leaned over a panel to look down into the room. "He seems to be doing ok." he shrugged, cringing slightly as Logan dodged a flailing robot arm, only to be slammed into by another robot that came out of the wall. "....On second thought, maybe we should stop him." Scott cancelled the session through the computer, looking down to find Logan staring up into the tower accusingly.
"What gives?!" he yelled with a grunt.
Ororo went over to the intercom and pressed a button so she could be heard from the speakers within the room. "You shouldn't be doing such a strenuous session without any supervision." she noticed Logan rolling his eyes, then shook her head and got into the elevator along with Scott to get down into the room.
Logan was standing with his arms crossed, a scowl on his face as he watched Ororo and Scott come out of the elevator.
"Are you alright?" Ororo asked him with concern. Logan's work out clothes were nearly shredded. "We saw you get hit pretty hard by one of the robots."
"Yeah." He grunted, then crossed his arms and looked from Ororo to Scott before marching out of the room.
Scott just shook his head when Logan had gone. "That man does not know his limits."
Ororo smiled faintly, putting a hand on her friend's shoulder. "Do not worry Scott, Logan knows what he's doing..." she paused. "Most of the time."
Scott smirked.
"He just isn't as self-aware with his healing factor not working properly and all that due to the medication he's been on lately."
"Yeah, I know." Scott smiled at Ororo. "I just want to make sure he isn't a danger to the team, or himself. The guy's a father now, he can't be so reckless."
Laughing, Ororo wrapped her arm around Scott's. "And I'm sure if you were a father you would never think of taking such risks."
"Of course not." Grinning, Scott bashfully adjusted his visor then started for the elevator again. "I'll go set our session."
A/N-Please please please please please review!!!!!