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Wen


The Institute's new editions was set to be finished in a month and a half and the exterior seemed to completed for the most part, but there was still much work to do.

It was a Monday like any other and the weather was superb outside, but the students had to follow the lessons. Jean was taking care of the science session for some twenty students. Today was an evaluation class. Rogue and Kitty were skilfully presenting their report about the violent meteorological events and Jean was watching them from the back of the classroom, sitting in a chair, taking some notes from time to time. The students seemed captivated by the presentation which helped confirm her opinion. She felt her daughter giving her a kick, and imperfectly smiled, before feeling a contraction. She frowned, for she knew that feeling slight contractions and pangs was normal because the ligaments of her belly were perpetually working, but it was the third in half an hour, one each ten minutes…

She closed her eyes some instants, breathed for relaxing herself and was reassured when she didn't feel another contraction ten minutes later. But even if she was hiding it to herself, she knew she couldn't help herself to think about the loss of her son some months before at the same stage of the pregnancy.

The two young mutants finished their report and were applauded by their friends, Jean then stood up and joined them.

"Good job girls" she said "Your report was clear and complete and very detailed and your work on the project and crosschecking the tapes was well done. You may return to your seats"

The two mutants went to their places and she went to her desk:

"Next week it's Kurt and Amara's turn to present us their report about the volcanos, is that right?"

The two youths nodded.

"Will you be ready or will you need a little more time?" she asked.

"That's alright, we're ready" answered Magma.

"Well, no wonder" said Ray, which caused the rest of the class to laugh.

"You know, you and Roberto could have chosen a topic linked with your mutation" answered Jean with a smile when the calm had regained the classroom.

"Yeah I know…but I guess I didn't think about it"

The students laughed again. Jean let them expressing their good mood during some instants before resuming:

"Well, as previously stated, we'll make a synthesis of the strong point and of the gaps of this report, and put them on paper which is an important aspect to retain" she said, knowing really well that some of her students had troubles for taking notes.

The Xavier Institute wasn't a classical school, there were several age brackets into a same classroom when it wasn't possible to formed only one if only two or three students were 11 years old and found themselves between the 'little' and the 'old' ones.

Jean turned herself for writing on the board. It was then when another contraction made its appearance, but this time it was a stronger one. She released her pencil under the surprise and the anguish and plastered a hand against her belly in a same move.

"No…"

"Doctor Summers, is everything alright?" asked several students, especially Rogue, remembering that fateful winter day where it had been her who had had to call for help.

Scott sent Jean by telepathy..

He was in the middle of teaching a math class and was immediately interrupted by the alarming urgency in Jean's voice. He soon felt a wave of anguishes through their bond.

Jean? What's wrong

The baby…I'm having contractions Scott!...It's too soon…She… Scott…

Into the young woman's classroom, Amara and Kitty had made her sit without even her even noticing it just as Kurt teleported away.

"Doctor Summers?" asked again the students.

Settle down Jean, I'm coming sent back Scott before talking to his students:

"Bobby, you take my place, I have to take care of something"

He didn't give him any more details and ran away into the corridors.

Jean on her side had come out of her telepathic conversation as another contraction assailed her. She couldn't hold back her tears. Scott then burst into the room, but this didn't surprise them. The students were guessing the reason of their professor's 'absence'.

"Jean! "

"Scott! "

He joined her side and took her hands into his as he tried to calm her

"It's nothing, everything will be alright sweetheart"

"Kurt left to get Doctor McCoy" Kitty informed him.

"Well then, class dismissed"

The students didn't say anything more and went out of the room as Kurt reappeared with Hank. The young mutant joined his friends as Beast rushed toward the young couple. Jean was trembling and seemed to be panicking.

"What's happening? "

"She's having contractions" answered Scott.

"Regular and closed?"

Jean nodded.

"…I don't let it happen again, I beg you…make it so it doesn't happen again"

"What's going on!" asked Scott in turn.

"I think she's in labour" said Beast after having briefly examined her

Jean closed her eyes, freeing more tears. She had made the same diagnostic but hadn't wanted to admit it to herself.

"What? But it's really too soon!"

"…I don't want to lose her…I beg you…not a second time…" she repeated.

"We might be able to do something Jean. I'll do my best, I promise you" Hank said to her "We have to bring her to the infirmary!"

Scott nodded and took his trembling wife into his arms, feeling her body tensing up after she was hit with another contraction. Beast opened the door and quickly rushed the students aside in order to let Scott pass.


Quickly they made their way to the infirmary. Scott laid Jean on the examination table. He tried to settle her down, but she was hyperventilating and understandably so. Hank examined her again and confirmed his suspicions. He had to act fast and hoped with all his heart that the telepath wouldn't have to endure another miscarriage.

"She's not going to survive …I don't want to lose her…Not another baby…"repeated Jean.

Hank placed captors on Jean's abdomen for watching the foetus and the mother's cardiac rhythm.

"It's starting again…" she said, trembling, as another contraction was coming, they weren't painful, but visibly clear.

"On a scale of one to ten, how are they?"

"Three" she answered

"Three" repeated Hank still worried, even if he didn't want to let it show. He knew that losing her child for the second time would be devastating beyond words for Jean.

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