Wen 1: Jott Forever!

Diaz F: Scott can be very stubborn, that's why we love him.

amazing redd phoenix: I'm so sorry I didn't update on my regular date – I can't believe I actually forgot, of course school did just start again…

Chapter 5

"I think this has gone on long enough Logan! He can't take it anymore – we need to do this another time" Xavier pleaded.

"Just a couple more spears Chuck, 'e can 'andle it!" Logan said more confidently then he felt. Could he handle it? Absently – without a second thought – Logan shot more spears. He didn't even notice the fact that he lined up one behind them until it was just about to launch. E'll 'ear it, Logan assured himself. I know 'e will, even before Jean senses it!

The spear launched.

Scott heard a click from behind and tried to concentrate on the sound as he got up, nearly screaming, and turned. He saw the spear coming and his hand instantly went up to his visor before he realized that it was headed for Jean – and it was going too fast for him to hit it from the side. Scott made a quick decision and stepped between Jean and the spear, his hand once more going up to his visor. Even if he didn't hit it – at least it wouldn't hit Jean. His head snapped up to aim his shot but it was too late.

Jean turned just as the spear collided with Scott's stomach and gasped as part of it came out his back. He didn't scream – she did. He didn't cry (mainly because he couldn't with his power) – she did. He didn't even make a sound, his jaw dropped slightly out of shock, he stumbled and fell backwards. She collapsed next to him and sobbed as she placed his head on her lap.

The last thing Scott heard before he blacked out were the gasps of his teammates before they came rushing over – ignoring the rule of no going back after crossing the finish line.

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Logan's jaw dropped even before Scott was hit. He ran out of the room, fighting tears back.

Tears rolled freely from Xavier's eyes and he laid his head back in grieved silence. He saw an image of Scott's funeral and saw the faces of the entire institute, depressed, broken. Perhaps this wasn't an image, perhaps it was a vision.

Logan ran down the stairs and jumped the last three steps, he then rushed putting the access code in the Danger Room and had to put it in four times at least. When he finally got in he looked around. Logan hesitated in the door as he watched the kids crowd around Scott before running over to join them. He crouched down in front of Jean and tried to look in her eyes but her head was down and her eyes lost to tears.

"Jean…" Logan began but was at a lost for words as her sobs deepened. "We.. We 'ave to get 'im to the infirmary.. before.." he watched her nod slowly and he put his arms under Scott slowly lifting him. He buckled slightly under the weight so Jean absently helped him with her TK. They took a couple steps before they started to run out of the room with the team following slowly behind.

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Logan and Jean entered the infirmary nearly knocking over Hank who smiled before he noticed who was in Logan's arms. Hank wordlessly led them to a nearby table where Logan lay Scott down so that Hank could start his examination. Logan ushered Jean out of the room arguing with her silently.

Logan… I… I need to stay with Scott… you don't understand

Of course I understand Jeannie! You're not the only one who cares 'bout what 'appens to 'im!

Logan… please?"

'ank has to do some work on 'im first. Ya gotta be patient.

Sigh, I know Logan, I know.

The entire institute had come to stay in the waiting room, where Logan and Jean sat down. Everyone, that is, but Xavier.

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When Hank came out of the infirmary Jean immediately stood expectantly. He smiled weakly and told her, "I finished stitching him up and gave him more blood. Then I put him on an IV and set up the heart rate monitor. He's sleeping right now. You can go in whenever you want," he nodded knowingly as she went in.

Logan looked after her; worry in his eyes. "She gonna be okay?" he whispered to Hank.

"I hope so," Hank replied solemnly.

"What 'bout Scott?" Logan asked even quieter. He wasn't sure he really wanted to know.

"There's no way to tell yet. This is Scott we're talking about though, maybe he'll be alright," there was hope in his voice.

"Maybe. I hate that word." Logan stated, he then turned and left.