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This means things are being said telepathically.
What if X2: X-Men United and X-Men The Last Stand never happened, Jean and Scott had gotten married after the first movie.
Jean tossed and turned, she was freezing. She called out telepathically to Scott, at that moment she felt two strong arms wrap around her.
"Scott!" Jean breathed.
"It's ok I'm here." Scott said trying to reassure her.
"I had this terrible dream…I…you." Jean shook with every word.
"It's ok it was only a dream." Scott said rubbing her arms.
He hated to see Jean so frightened, it hurt him because he always felt helpless to ease her agony.
He had just entered the room when he had seen Jean shaking with sobs and fear.
Scott rubbed Jean's arms for a good ten minutes. He felt her lean into him and he kissed her head.
"Scott I want to have a baby." Jean mumbles.
"A baby?" Scott questions as he thought that comment was random.
"Yes don't you?" Jean asked.
"Of course I do, more than anything." Scott said.
"I've been thinking about it, and we've always wanted to have children…"
Jean was caught off by Scott's lips pressing against hers, Jean felt her face flush with passion as she kissed Scott fiercely back.
Scott knew that his wife felt scared after her nightmares, so her mentioning a baby didn't seem all that far fetched. Scott pushed the concern from his mind as they continue to fervently kiss, pulling at each other's night clothes. But their passion was cut short when there was a knock on their bedroom door.
They sighed and Scott answered the door.
"Guys I'm sorry to bother you, but there's a situation in John and Bobby's room." Ororo explained.
"When isn't there a situation with those two?" Scott said as he put on a sweatshirt.
"I'm sorry guys I didn't realize you were having a private moment." Ororo said apologizing as she saw Jean fixing her pajamas.
"It's ok…"
"We'll continue much later." Jean sent telepathically to Scott as he winked.
"You know it, you are going to be screaming my name all night." Scott sent back through their link. He was winking as he caught a glimpse of Jean's reddened face.
Scott left and there was yelling down the hall followed by Scott's voice.
Jean shook her head.
"Boys." She muttered out loud.
She laid down on the bed and waited till Scott came back, but she felt her eyes close before he even came back in.
When Scott re-entered their room he once again found his wife sound asleep, he went over to her and rubbed her back a few times and then kissed her head. She stirred a little but turned towards him without opening her eyes, Scott thought he caught a smile form on Jean's mouth.
"Scott, I'm sorry. I'm just so tired." Jean mumbled.
"That's ok sweetheart, there's always tomorrow." Scott said lying down beside her.
Scott fell asleep to Jean's breathing; the smell of her just encased him as he fell into sleep. He wrapped his arms tightly around Jean almost to say 'I'm here, relax.'
Something made Jean wake up again, looking around the room she only sees Scott's face. Nausea had woken her up.
"Scott?" Jean called out.
"Hmm?" Scott mumbled.
"Scott, I…" Jean hesitated as she sat up.
"Jean, what is it?" He sat up as well.
"I don't feel well all of a sudden." Jean said.
"What do you mean?" Scott asks.
Jean didn't have time to answer as she vomited all over the bed, since it was dark in the room Scott didn't actually see the throw up he just heard it cascade onto their hard wood floor.
He froze for a minute, thinking what he should do. He didn't want to leave her side because she needed him, but he had to clean up as well. He turned on the lamp on the night table beside the bed and looked at where he heard the vomit fall.
As he looked back up to his wife he didn't have time to react when another bout of vomit erupted from Jean's mouth, her whole body heaved as she vomited. Jean just sat there with this dazed expression on her face, vomit was dripping out of her mouth.
Scott jumped up immediately to help Jean, as he got over to her side he forgot about the vomit on the floor so his feet slid out from underneath him sending him to the floor with a boom.
