A/N: Hope you are enjoying this story so far. I'm a little stuck on chapter four I think but hopefully I'll get unstuck soo. Enjoy

Chapter Three

Back at the Mansion

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"Mom?" Michael managed to say when he saw Theressa come into the room in her little black dress and hair pulled nicely back. Inside, Michael wanted to jump off the table and go to his mom as if he were a small boy again but the pain was too great and he didn't want her to get what he had but then again, why was she in here with out a biohazard suit on? Then Michael remembered that his mother was not one to always follow the rules.

"Yeah Michael, I'm here. I was out with Warren when your grandfather called and told me what was going on and I came home as soon as I could. How you feel?" Theressa said sitting on the bed next to her son ignoring Jean for the moment. She had her shield up and she felt that that was enough to protect her and even if it wasn't she didn't care. Her son was sick and she was going to help him, no matter the risks.

"I ache all ….over. My head …..hurts and so does my….. stomach and everything ..else. Mom, am …I going… to die?" Michael's question startled and scared Theressa. How could he even think like that? She thought and then she knew it was very possible if there wasn't a cure found in time but she wasn't going to let that happen, if it was the last thing she ever did.

"No Michael you're not going to die, I promise you." Theressa said to her son promising him something that she couldn't keep but that was besides the point she was trying to make. She'd do anything and everything in her power to keep her son alive and he needed to know that right now.

"Michael, who did this to you?" Theressa asked lovingly but wanted to know she that she could go kill them herself.

"Sinister. ----He wants……to make……………perfect mutant. He was watching……..us at the mansion and thought I was…………….Scott's son. So He sent………Renee to come get me." Michael said having trouble talking because of the pain of the virus. Michael began to couch violently and eventually threw up on the floor.

"Sorry." Michael apologized weakly.

"That's all right." Jean said,

"Let's finish this conversation telepathically so that you can save you strength." Theressa said as she linked all of them together.

Michael why did sinister think you were Scott's son? Jean asked. After all she was his wife, not Theressa.

Sinister, somehow, was able to watch us at the mansion and saw me with Scott all the time and he had seen mom and Scott together before many times.

Jean looked at Theressa in a glaring way and then Theressa said telepathically

Scott and I were mostly fixing the danger room or the vehicles. You got nothing to worry about Jean. He's all yours. Michael continue please.

Sinister was going to use the DNA of Scott Summers, that he thought I had, and the DNA of Jean Grey-Summers, which he'd get later on, to create the perfect mutant but once he found out that I wasn't related to Scott at all Sinister had no use for me and wanted me dead since I knew too much but he didn't know how his plan would back fire.

He called me into his chamber late one night and I assumed it was to talk about our next plot to take over the world or something like that but when I go there he held a canister in his hand and told me to open it. When I did there was nothing in it and then he said there was a virus intended in killing me and any mutants that stood in his way of glory.

I felt fine that night and kissed Renee goodnight as I went to bed. The next morning the virus hit Renee and two days later she was dead. I searched for sinister but he had all ready fled. The next day I along with several others became sick and that's when I left to come here but it took me a week and a half to get here. It's been a little over two weeks since the canister was opened and there's no telling if Sinister himself has this virus or how far it has traveled in the past two weeks. I shouldn't have come here in the first place. I'm endangering all of your lives.

Michael Ryan Knight, Where else would you have gone? Theressa asked her son shocked that he had said what had and had meant it as well. She loved her son and wasn't going to put him out when he needed her the most.

You're mother's right, Michael. You couldn't have gone anywhere else and get the love and treatment you can here. Jean said and then said to Theressa, Can I see you out in the hallway for a moment?

"Michael, I've go to go for a moment. Will you be all right by yourself?" Theressa asked dropping her telepathy for the moment and speaking with her mouth, while Jean took off the biohazard suit, burned it and walked out into the hall dropping her shield.

Michael nodded and Theressa hugged the boy tight and then she jumped of the bed and walked out side, and dropped her shield once she did.

"Logan you shouldn't have let Theressa come in there." Jean said and Theressa knew that she was avoiding telling her what was going on with her son.

"He tried Jean but failed. Now what the hell did Sinister do to my son?" Theressa asked as calm as possible for someone in her position.

"Honestly I don't know. The virus is attacking his mutant gene and eventually his powers are going to be affected and there's no telling what will happen. I recommend that we keep the students at the hideout until we can find a cure or something to make Michael not as contiguous."

"Agreed." Theressa said in her working voice, Angel noticed. He had noticed when he first met her that Theressa had two types of voice tones. One of authority which she used when she was on a mission or teaching class and one that was gentle, kind and loving which was no doubtingly the tone she used with Michael just now. Theressa's voice was the one that brought Warren back to earth.

"All right here's what we'll do. No one, except for Nethogent, is to go into the quarantine area unless they have a telekinetic shield around them. I want someone down here at all times however. Beast, I want you to move Xavier down here so Michael can talk to someone if no one is down here and Nethogent you can keep him company too." Theressa said ushering Nethogent off into the room and Beast ran off to go do what Theressa had asked him.

"Jean, call Scott and Storm and tell them everything you've told me and what Michael said and Logan do the same with Moira and Banshee." They both nodded their heads and walked off leaving Angel and Theressa alone in the hall way.

Angel slowly walked up to his girlfriend and put his arms around her and asked, "Are you all right?"

Theressa's scar was a deep blue and her eyes were filled with tears that she wanted to let go but they wouldn't fall. "No Warren, I'm not all right. I'm scared of what's going to happen. I'm scared that I'll lose Michael and I'm scared that if I do I'll do something drastic and that alone is scaring the hell out of me. I've lost my husband before as well as Jasmine but she's still live. I'll protect my children to the ends of the earth but this time I don't know how and that scares me too."

Angel pulled away so that he could take his shirt off and left his wings go and when he did, he took Theressa in his arms and wrapped his wings around her and then she began to cry. He was used to her crying but not so soon. Usually she'd keep it bottled up inside for a few days and then she'd cry with Logan or himself but maybe it was the fact that it was her son's life on the line that made her cry so soon. Either way he held her with his wings wrapped around her and didn't say anything. He'd stay with her until she was ready to move on.

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