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The adolescent gravely nodded, understanding where he was driving at.
When Hank had ended the stitches and the bandages, Scott left for some minutes to go and fetch a clean-clothe for Jean which he slipped on her delicately, briefly discovering the marks covering her skin, before sitting at her sides and taking her hand. She wasn't long to regain consciousness and slowly opened her eyes which she immediately leaned on him.
- "Hey" he said softly by passing his hand on her face "You're at the infirmary, do you remember what have brought you here ?"
She nodded.
- "You gave me such a fright Jean…" he whispered.
She said nothing, and was contended by looking at him. Then, she noticed the drip which was on her wrist and got ready to pull it off, but Scott stopped her, understanding immediately what she intended to do:
- "No Jean!" he said before asking her "Hank has understood that you must being making you throw up, was that the case?"
She looked down and nodded before focusing again on the drip. Scott put his hand above it for preventing her from pulling it out by telekinesis.
- "You've been doing it since a long time ?"
She nodded again.
- "The auto mutilations too ?"
Same answer.
- "But why haven't I noticed anything…" Scott blamed himself by momentarily looking down.
Despite the ruby-quartz sunglasses, Jean seemed to see it because she slightly squeezed his hand. He looked up at her again and said:
- "You'll have to stop doing that Jean, otherwise Hank'll have to put you seriously on a drip again ; have to regain your strength"
She shook her head, tears making their appearance again.
- "Jean, making yourself throw up and hurting yourself won't erased what they have done to you, you know ?" he asked her softly by wiping away her tears.
Through their bond, Scott had the confirmation about the hypothesis he had advanced to Beast some minutes ago and hastened to quieten her down:
- "You're not pregnant Jean, I've asked it again to Hank, and he has confirmed it to me again, he's sure, you don't have to worry about that"
…But I haven't…since, I haven't….
- "It's psychological Jean, Hank told me that the traumatism may have blocked your hormonal cycles" he explained to her "If I had knew sooner, I could have reassured you and maybe prevent a part of it…."
He made a slight pause before telling her:
- "Jean, you have to promise to me not to do it again, and that if at one moment or at another one, you really feel bad, you'll talk to me about it…I don't want to lose you Jean, I love you too much for that"
He leaned and placed his lips on her forehead and stayed at her sides until the end of the afternoon when she was granted to leave the infirmary (several members of the Institute had ran to here meanwhile, anguished after having seen the blood left by Jean). Scott accompanied her back to her bedroom and watched her eat and be sure that she was keeping what Ororo brought to her. Then she took the sleeping-pills which were necessaries for her to sleep and he only left the room when her breathing had taken a slow and regular rhythm.
A week later, four news mutants should arrive at the Institute. The day before had been a real action station to prepare the bedrooms, and now, the residents were all descended, waiting that Logan who had gone to the airport with the X-Van to go and fetch them, came back with them.
Jean was keeping herself apart and had settle herself on one of the sofas of the living-room, her knees tucked to her chest which ones she had surrounded with her arms, always keeping a position of self-protection when she was staying isolated. Like usually, despite temperatures more than mild, the young mutant was rivalling with Rogue in the clothing topic, since her return she was only wearing clothes covering her the most possible.
Scott had well tried to make her come to welcome the others with them, but she hadn't gave-up and it was out of question to force her. Even if he could keep his eyes on her, it was paining him to leave her alone in the room, but –as the X-Men's leader– he had the duty to be at the arriving of the news and nobody could replace him near his girlfriend.
When the four young arrived, wearing a few reassured look, the Professor Xavier welcomed them as he knew so well do it and made the presentations:
- "Bobby, Jubilee, Rahne and Jamie, you already know Logan, but here are Ororo, Hank, Rogue, Kitty, Kurt, Evan, Tabitha, Amara, Scott, and over there it's Jean, they are my first two students"
Ororo declared:
- "In order to further meet each other and take advantage of this superb weather, we've thought about making a picnic near the pool, so I let to Logan the care to show you your bedrooms where you can change yourselves, and rendezvous here in about ten minutes" she smiled.
The four new-recruits nodded and followed Logan upstairs. Scott entered in the living-room, sat near Jean, and put his arm around her, she leaned her head on his shoulder, staying the glance lost into space.
- "You'll see, they seem kind" he told her in a soft voice "It'll be all right, don't worry"
He knew that not only were the new recruits not making her feel comfortable, but that she was also anguished at the idea to go outside for the first time since five and a half months.
- "This'll be good for you Jean, Ororo is right, there is a superb weather" he added by projecting to her comfort and love through their bond.
She sighed and shut her eyes, letting herself being seized by these emotions really more quietening than the ones which were perpetually haunting her.
Ten minutes later the new-recruits were back and all of them went out with the others in the park toward the pool. In order to make Jean feel comfortable, Scott waited for them to be the last ones to make her stand up, and they leaded together at their following.
On the doorstep the adolescent closed her eyes.
- "Too much light ?" he said.
She nodded, a hand on her face. Scott guided her and she blinding gave in, opening her eyes again only some minutes later.
They rejoined the group which had already spread several blankets on the ground and began to settle food on it, using Kurt's teleportations for some things. Scott chose a place slightly in the background by staying on the blankets, leaning on the trunk of a tree which was offering its partial shadow. Jean settled at his sides like at her custom, keeping an eye on the new-ones, blaming herself inwardly to mistrust who were only young adolescents. Once all the students were gathered around the 'table', the picnic really began:
- "Jean, do you want, like, to taste my composed salad ?" asked Shadowcat by opening proudly a box for showing its content.
- "Kitty, we've to encourage her to eat, not to put her off it forever" made notice Evan sarcastically.
- "Ah, this is, like, really funny" mocked Kitty "picture yourself that I have, like, applied myself this time, your aunt has even assisted me"
- "Ah think she'd rather like a sandwich" said Rogue before giving one to Scott who had advanced himself to take it.
- "Nobody wants my salad so ?"
- "Er…that's to say that…"began Kurt.
- "A doctor prescribed me a regime without cellulose" said Tabitha when Shadowcat turned herself toward her.
Ororo, knowing there wasn't too much danger this time, tried it herself:
- "Well, give me some of it, this'll show them that you've done progress"
During the picnic, the conversations went at a good pace, the ambiance eased and the lunch was quickly over.
- "Well kids, you'd go stroll around the park for digestin' before swimmin' " said Logan with his usual grumbling.
The news ones nodded and Kitty, Kurt and Amara went with them. Once they were at a good twenty meters of the group, Jubilee asked the question which was working up on her since already sometimes:
- "Tell me, the redhead –Jean, it's that ?– the Professor told us that she and Scott are his two first students, but however she seemed really withdrawn on herself, sad and timid..."
It's Amara who answered:
- "She hasn't always been like that, before she was our role model, the one to whom we go ask for help, but now she's the most fragile of us…" she said before giving the reason of this change "Five and a half months ago, she was kidnapped by an anti-mutants group which one we were ignoring the existence…"
- "We've found her, like, four months ago," carried on Kitty "During six weeks, the members of this organization had, like, beaten, tortured and assaulted her…"
- "Oh my God" said Rahne.
- "Since, she has never been the same. She has replaced her trust in Scott with who she has always shared a special link –and moreover they were a couple before she was kidnapped– but us, we still can't approach her, she's afraid of us" resumed Amara.
- "That explains why she seems so reserved…" said Jubilee.
- "I think the Professor Xavier would have, like, talked to you about that, but not as far as she was in the surrounding, for not sacking her" declared Kitty.
- "And this group…" began Jamie, few reassured.
- "The professors are keeping an eye on them and the security is strengthened, that all we know" answered Kurt before changing the conversation: "But why not rather speaking about you…?"
One hour later, everybody was in the pool. Scott and Jean had stayed where they were, keeping a good view on the festivities.
- "You don't want to go in ?" asked softly Scott at Jean by referring to the pool.
She shook her head, leaned on his chest.
- "Even by resting dressed ?"
Same answer.
- "You want to stay in my arms ?"
This time she nodded, Scott smiled. He didn't insist, let her settle herself comfortably, enjoying the simple fact to feel her against him, to protect her. He knew she had taken pills to soothe her physical pain which was rather intense at some point of time. The fractures were healed but the pain was still there. Hank could do nothing except giving her sedatives which would only put her to sleep. In his opinion, the pain risked to last all her life, her body had been tortured and this was the aftermath. Scott didn't like to see her suffering, even if she didn't seem to be bothered by the pain, he could feel them through their bond and they were quite agonising at times. He reported his attention toward the swimming-pool where a net had just been placed. A match of volley soon began to be umpired by Logan who asked Scott's opinion now and then given that he hadn't the same angle of view than him
After forty minutes of play, all were dead beat and were drying themselves in the sun, on their towels which they had spread on the grass or on the blankets which had been used as tables for the picnic.
A relative calm was hovering until Jean, who had fallen asleep in Scott's arms, began to moan in her pained sleep before brusquely waking up with a start. Not knowing on the moment where she was and with who, she tensed up and tried to set free herself, but Scott stopped her and talked immediately to her:
- "Ssshhhh it's me Jean, it's me"
Her eyes had misted over with tears, she curled up against him by putting her arms around him, quivering.
- "Shhhh it'll be all right sweetie, it was only a nightmare, it'll be all right…" he murmured to her by slightly rocking her, an arm around her waist, a hand stroking her hair. "Here, that is, calm down, calm down…."
When she seemed to quieten down, Logan declared:
- "Good reflexes Cyke, ya haven't released her despite the surprise, well done"
- "If I didn't hold her back, she could hurt herself by panicking or unwillingly the others with her powers" answered Scott before leaning a kiss on Jean forehead, murmuring others comforting words to her.
After a while, Jean having calmed down and Scott having trouble to bear the deep glances, although companionate, that the new-recruits were leaning on the adolescent, he stood up with her and purposed to her to go and make a turn to take their mind off things, which she accepted relatively easily.
Once the two young adults were away, the Professor spoke to the new-recruits –suspecting that they were yet aware– to tell them what they have to avoid saying or doing in front of Jean and who they must call in case of a problem, in order that the cohabitation was the best possible.
As usual, Scott woke up early despite the fact that he was in week-end, and went up to Jean's bedroom. Usually, since the arrival of the new recruits some days before, she waited for him, because she couldn't manage to go down alone. But this time, she was still sleeping. Scott, closed softly the door and went to the kitchen where the professors were already here.
But Jean's sleep didn't stay peaceful, ten minutes later, she was beginning to moan and to move, flashes coming back to her mind, flashes of tortures but other ones even more dirty cheap…
To be continued
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