A/N: Hello!!! Uhm. I want to give an apologize to everyone if the last chapter sucks, and if this one is too short, but I didn't know what to write, the inspiration went out of my head. I hope you enjoyed the story, because I think this is the last chapter, but it's not a sure thing.

***************************** Chapter 12

Jean and the rest of the x-men arrived home. Jean ran to Scott's room, but it was locked. She opened it with her telekinesis, but the professor stepped in front of her, not letting her pass.

"Please, professor, I need to see him" said Jean.

"Sorry, Jean, but he has a high temper" said the professor. Then Jean saw over the professor.

Logan was sit next to Scott, who was asleep, forcing Scott's mouth open and introducing some medicine. Scott tried to spit the medicine unconsciously, but Logan covered his mouth.

"I know it's not delicious, kid, but you need it" said Logan. When Logan was sure Scott had drunk the medicine, he discovered his mouth. Then he took a thermometer and placed it on Scott's mouth.

"How many, Logan?" said the professor.

"Not good, Chuck, 39°"

"39°??!!!!" said Jean "my god, we have to do something, why is his fever so high?"

"Because of his temper, it was very high in the fight with Duncan" said the professor.

"This is my fault, I'm so sorry Scott" said Jean.

"Time for another injection, Charles" said Logan, handing the professor the injection's needle.

"Please, Jean, go and do your homework or something else" said the professor.

"Please, professor, let me stay with him, this is all my fault, I have to do something for apologizing, I will take care of him, please" pleaded Jean.

"Perhaps it is a good idea, Chuck" said Logan "Jeannie and I could take care of the boy" said Logan.

"Okay, just let me inject him" said the professor. Scott started moving a lot.

"Seems the boy doesn't want to be injected" said Logan.

"Jean, can you make him calm down?" said the professor "you will hold his arm tightly this time so he can't move it, or he will get hurt"

Jean sat next to Scott and hold his arm softly. In the moment that Jean touched him, he stopped moving. She caressed his hair.

"I'm really sorry Scott" said Jean.

"Jean, hold his arm tightly, he will move" said the professor.

"He won't move, professor" said Jean.

"Okay, I will inject him now" said the professor, introducing the needle in Scott's arm. He let out a moan of pain again.

"Well, I'm leaving you alone. Call me if you need something" said the professor. He gave Logan and instruction telepathically.

*Logan, let them alone, Jean will take care of Scott*

*Okay, Chuck* answered Logan.

"I am going too, Jeannie, take good care of the boy"

"Yes, Logan" said Jean. An hour later, Scott woke up. Jean hugged him.

"Are you okay?" said Jean.

"Yeah" said Scott, touching his head.

"You are not okay" said Jean "come on, what is hurting?"

"Nothing, really" said Scott, trying to hide the pain from his voice, but it was useless.

"I will read your mind if you don't tell me" said Jean.

"I just want to sleep and warm myself" said Scott shivering, and grabbing shits from his bed and covering himself with them.

"You have fever" said Jean, grabbing the shits from Scott's body.

"But I'm cold" said Scott, grabbing the shits from Jean's hands.

"Don't be such a baby" said Jean, grabbing the shits, this time with telekinesis. She putted the shits on the desk.

"I'm cold" said Scott, shivering.

"Come on, I will warm you" said Jean, hugging him. He relaxed and tried not to move a lot "now, sleep, you must be tired"

"I am not..." said Scott, but Jean pressed her finger against his lips.

"You have to sleep, Scott" Jean told him in a soft voice. He couldn't contain a yawn. Jean spoke again "you see?"

"Okay" said Scott with a defeated voice.

"I think I will sleep with you during a while" said Jean. Scott smiled and nodded. They both closed their eyes. Scott was already asleep when Jean started falling asleep.

"I don't care about Duncan, I love you" whispered Jean into his ear, falling asleep too.

***************************** Unsure...