Not
Myself
By Princess
Alexandria
Princess_alex24@hotmail.com
Annie felt more than nervous walking down the wide hallways next to Dr. McCoy. She was the first one to see him today, right after breakfast.
"What we will do is take some samples, and compare them to a database of mutants." Dr. McCoy explained as they walked. "So we will see if your X-factor gene has similarities that would indicate a similar power."
"Well, that's good." Annie felt the need to say something. Her and Christy had been working for months to try and figure it out.
"I should have some results to report to you by tomorrow morning, most likely after your Danger room session, so you won't have the benefit of new powers in it." He smiled at her and his teeth were just a little sharp. Once they entered the lab he pointed towards another door. "If you would be so kind as to change in there, I'll set up out here."
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Jessi was bored already as she sat in the library with her new textbooks in front of her. The Professor said he knew they'd be doing a bit of waiting around today and seemed to think giving her these was a favor.
When Annie came in all of them looked up. "What took you so long?" Jessi asked, knowing she was next up.
"He has a lot of weird equipment down there and does lots of tests."
"Well, if you're recovered from being a guinea pig, the Professor left you textbooks." Christy pointed lazily at the pile on the table. The woman was laying on the chair reading.
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Hank finished writing down the last information from the last test he had to do on Jessica. "Now is there any concerns you have?"
"So, are you like a regular doctor?" The girl seemed hesitant to bring something up.
"Well, I'm a researcher, but I am also the schools physician."
"So things that I'd normally go to a regular doctor for, you do that?"
"What is it you need Jessica?" He watched an embarrassed flush come to the girl's cheeks.
"I need birth control pills."
Hank was very grateful for his blue coat of fur, which hid his blush. "Oh… I see… and would that be a refill or…" He was dismayed to hear his discomfort in his own voice. He wished that Jean was there to deal with this, but she'd left right after doing the female exam. That was one thing that Hank wouldn't do.
"No, not a refill." The girl wasn't able to look at him now. "I just need to start taking them."
He stared down at Jessica's chart in his hand. She was eighteen, had a boyfriend. If he denied her request, it wasn't like a mutant could just walk into a local doctor's office without the risk of gene testing and being labeled in government records. "I see." He'd have to let the Professor know about this, but he was going to write that prescription. It wasn't like they could really stop the students from having sex, no matter how Scott or the Professor wished that they could. "Well, that's very responsible of you. I'll see about getting them."
"Thank you."
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Jon stepped off the treadmill and wiped the sweat from his face. Dr. McCoy was looking at the reading and not saying much, so Jon went to the water fountain for a drink. This was the most detailed physical he'd ever seen. Drawing blood, skin samples, all the normal tests and then some, as well as that weird bed that took x-rays. He felt more like a lab experiment than a patient in this room.
"Well, I believe we are done here." The Doctor smiled at him. "I'll show you to the cafeteria. I believe I need some lunch as well."
"Someone should tell Christy about it." Jon could just imagine that woman still in that seat she hadn't moved from, reading all the books she could find on mutations. She was really excited by some of the books this place had. "She'd probably forget to eat if we don't remind her."
Dr. McCoy looked at him, obviously curious. "You have to remind her to eat? Is this a regular thing?"
"Yeah, she gets into doing things and we have to stop her." He smiled as he remembered when they all realized that Christy couldn't in fact be trusted to feed herself. They'd been watching movies and hanging out all day when they realized that Christy had never come upstairs all day and it was almost dinner time. She'd been on the computer that entire time. His smile faded as he realized that Christy wasn't going to have anyone to remind her anymore.
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Bobby found her in the library and just watched her for a moment. Her leg hung over the arm of the chair and she was looking at a book as if it had all the answers in the universe. He smiled at the lazy pose before going in to see her. "Lunch is ready." She seemed startled by his voice.
"Oh. Thanks." She got up and stretched before putting the book down. It wasn't likely anyone would move it. The students tended to avoid the library on the weekends.
Bobby was a little irritated when Christy moved to sit with her students, he'd wanted to take her outside to eat, just the two of them. Instead he followed her and sat with her group.
"So…" Christy smiled at Erik. "Your next eh?"
"I'll tell him to put his stethoscope in the freezer if you bug me about it." The boy smirked back.
"I could always freeze that for him faster." Bobby smiled at the group and demonstrated but icing over his glass of water. He glanced sideways at Christy and was disappointed that she was less impressed than the others at the table. Of course, she had to already know what his powers were.
One of the schools regular students walked up. "Hi… Christy, you actually sit with us lowly students?" The girl smiled at Christy and Bobby was a bit surprised at the fact that Christy was already impressing the locals. "At least you're already sitting, it must be safe for me to."
The laughs around the table made Bobby feel like he was missing out on a great joke. "Don't worry Myeisha, I only pick on my own." Christy smiled at the girl and waved to an open seat.
~Robert, since you are sitting with our new students Dr. McCoy would like you to escort Erik to the lab when lunch is over.~
~Okay Emma.~ Bobby was irritated. He'd hoped to talk Christy into doing something after lunch, maybe going out tonight. He didn't want to ask her with her kids around.
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"So you guys must all know Christy pretty well." Bobby was talking as soon as the elevator door closed and Erik's heart sank. He'd felt hints of the blonde man's attraction to his teacher, but he'd hope that nothing would happen. Instead he was in the awkward position of this conversation. "I mean stuff like what she does for fun and all that." Well, Bobby could have done worse. He could have asked Annie.
"Christy isn't…" Erik sighed. This sucked. "She doesn't go out much."
"But she likes movies right?" Bobby sounded so pitiful, and he didn't even realize it. Erik took a deep breath to just tell him so that Bobby didn't embarrass himself anymore, but the elevator door opened. They were already on the floor with the lab.
They walked down the hall, and past Logan and some other guy. It looked like they'd been working out. "Christy… she doesn't date." Erik finally spoke and noticed the smirk on Logan's face when he said that.
"Ah, there my young patient is." Hank's voice saved Erik from having to go more in depth. "Erik, come on in here."
"Well, I guess I delivered you all safe and sound." Bobby gave him a weak grin and turned to leave. Damn, he was probably still gonna try it. Erik just stared after him, wondering how Christy was going to take a man hitting on her. Maybe it would be fun to watch… kinda like a train wreck, it was hard to look away.
"Erik?"
"I'm coming."
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Christy was happy her students had already met a few mutants to hang around with today, since she was still absorbed in the library. History books on mutants, books on different types of mutations, and a few books on the science of mutations that she couldn't understand were all here.
She saw a flash of white clothes out of the corner of her eye and just finished reshelving what she'd been looking at. "I wish I'd had these books. It takes forever to find anything on the Internet, and there was nothing this in depth."
"Well we are a school for mutants." Emma's voice was exactly what Christy expected to hear. "It's time for your exam. I was going down for my Danger room session, so I thought I'd escort you to the lab."
Christy felt a bit nervous about being examined and worried about what they'd find. But she just gave Emma a tense smile and moved to walk with her.
Christy came out from changing into an exam robe that made her feel very vulnerable. That must be the purpose of these things. Dr. McCoy was talking with Jean and they both stopped once they saw her. "Well ready for your exam?" Something about the way the two stood made Christy glance at Jean, wondering why she was there.
"Oh, Jean is here to deal with some of the more…" Hank looked a bit flustered, but Jean just smiled at him and rested a hand on his arm.
"I'm here to do the gyno exam, and then Hank will take over for the rest."
"Why couldn't Hank do it?" Christy found herself saying before she thought it out, but Jean was far too pretty to see Christy that vulnerable. If a pretty woman was going to see that, it really should be during sex, not that Christy wanted to get involved in the whole Jean fan club thing, but really… this was just wrong. "And is that really necessary?" The blush on her cheeks just further embarrassed her as she watched Hank's nearly panicked expression. He didn't want to do it.
"I assure you I am qualified to do the exam." Jean's smirk was making it clear the redhead found this funny. Great. "Hank go ahead to your lab and I'll call you when we're done." She spoke gently to him and Christy watched him abandon her. Some hero.
Christy reluctantly moved to sit on the exam table. She wasn't going to win this one. Jean sat on the stool next to it and held out a chart to take notes. "Well, lets get some information first. There's no chance your pregnant is there?" Christy's eyes widened at the teasing smirk on Jean's lips. The redhead was going to have a lot of fun at Christy's expense, wasn't she?
"No."
The teasing stopped with the next question. "Any kids?" Christy could almost see Jean's eyes begging her to say no to that, probably because if she'd had any they'd be dead now.
"No."
"When was your last period?" Jean asked and Christy went quiet. She had to think about this one… it was before. A while before. She'd been in this world nine months…
"Year ago." Jean glanced up at her. "Before I got here." Christy added. "Everyone's cycle was messed up. Stress was kinda high at the time." Jean nodded and wrote something down.
"When is the last time you had sex with a partner?" Christy just stared at Jean when she said that. It may have been a while, but she didn't think her last gyno. asked that question. She stared down at the floor as the memory hit her. It wasn't about love, just comfort. Shelley, that was her name, and she was so scared of dying without ever having been with someone. She came to Christy's room to plead her case and Christy had almost turned her away, like she'd turned away so many offers. She was the leader and at times people equaled that with comfort and protection, but they never really saw her. Shelley hadn't really seen her either, but Christy had needed a little comfort of her own. They could see the death in the sky and it was almost time. Christy ended the celibacy she'd lived under for so long to make love to that girl. In this world it would have been illegal, but Shelley was never going to be older than her seventeen years.
Christy didn't even realize she had tears running down her cheeks until Jean moved to rest a hand on her leg. She looked up into a concerned and apologetic face. "Are you okay?" Jean asked softly.
Christy had to take a few breaths before she could answer. "I'm fine." She lied, even though it was very obvious she wasn't. She cleared her throat. "A little over nine months ago." She finally answered the question, but Jean didn't move away immediately to write it down. She just looked up into Christy's eyes.
"Before you got here?" Jean asked softly and Christy just nodded. Jean took a deep breath and moved back to write in her file, giving Christy the space she needed to calm down. Sympathy right now would just make her cry and she didn't want to do that. If she ever started crying about what she'd lost, what she'd been through, she might never stop.
"I think we can skip the rest of these questions." Jean closed the file. Christy got the impression that Jean didn't want to torture her with the other ones. "Let's take a peek."
That dose of emotional pain was useful in one way. She didn't have the embarrassment anymore, while Jean did her exam and took her samples. Her mind was a world away.
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Jean felt horrible for Christy and decided that the information wasn't worth hurting her like that. They liked complete medical records to the point of being intrusive actually, but not in this case. At least not until Christy dealt with some of her pain. Jean suspected that was the closest Christy had come to dealing with any of it since she got to this world. When this woman broke down it was going to be… Jean shook her head, secure in the knowledge that Christy couldn't see her over the sheet held up between the woman's legs… Christy was going to implode when her pain hit her, when she finally allowed herself to feel it, and Jean really pitied her.
"Well, that wasn't so bad was it?" Jean set her sample on the tray and moved to help Christy move her legs out of the stirrups.
Jean watched the woman seem to come back to the present. Christy hadn't really been with her at all. "Well, just one more thing to do and I can hand you off to Hank." Jean smiled at Christy, trying to put her more at ease.
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Christy watched as the blood came out and was a bit relieved that it did. "Good it works." She smiled and relaxed a little. Hank gave her a questioning look as he put the test tube of her blood on the tray. "When I was stabbed I didn't bleed. I wasn't sure you'd be able to get any out of me."
"The knife did penetrate?"
"Yes. There was penetration." Christy emphasized that word and smirked at his big eyes. Once she realized how uncomfortable sex talk was to him, she just had to get him back for sneaking Jean in on her.
"Well that's highly unusual that a wound wouldn't bleed. Hopefully this elusive blood will tell us the answer." He held up the test tube to glance at it before setting it back down.
Now that Hank had his samples he had her move to another bed, and slide a cover over it, making it feel a bit like a coffin, but Christy just listened to the hum of the machine. After a bit of silence there was another hum. And Christy started to get concerned when after that he didn't let her out, he ran it again.
When the thing finally opened Christy could see a confused expression on Hank's face. "I want to try one more thing." He said a bit distractedly, but this was supposed to be the last thing. "I've set it to scan your bones. It'll just be another moment." He then shut the door and the hum started again.
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Hank stared at the four scans that he did, while Christy was still in there. He opened up the case again. "Christy, this time I've set it to check on your lungs. I'm sorry this is taking so long, but we need detailed information." Christy just nodded and Hank was grateful she didn't appear to have Ororo's problem with claustrophobia.
"Well, you can get dressed and I'll analyze all the samples." With great care, Hank thought to himself. He could tell Christy knew something was up, but he didn't want to say anything until he had some idea of what was going on. He needed to talk to the professor.
"You're free to do whatever you like for a few hours. Dinner will be at six." He told her as she walked out the door, but he didn't turn to look at her. He was staring with disbelief at the blood sample he'd gotten from her.
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