Hope everyone had or is having good holiday weekend. Here next chapter enjoy.

Chapter 8:Flying Leason

Jean and Hawks left the hotel and began heading towards a meadow in the park they saw earlier. As they reached the park, no one else was around. It was wide and open. "Are you ready?" she asked him.

"Yes." he chirped, spreading his wings.

She laughs and smiles. "Oh, alright." Doing a one last look over before they began.

"Now, I'm going to lift you up. It won't be to high though and don't worry I won't let go." she promised as he nodded his head eager to get started.

Holding his hand carefully, she lifted him. Hawks watches as his feet slowly lifted off the ground. With his red wings out, he could feel the wind blowing against him. A smile spread on his face. He soon wasn't holding her hand but, he knew she was holding him there.

Carefully, she lowers him back down. "Cool, again!" he chirped excitedly a wide bright smile on his face.

"Oh, o-okay," Jean giggles and smiles at him. "I'll go higher."

For the next hour they practiced his gliding. Hawks smiled and laughing. Each time he would get higher off the ground. He watched as birds flew by. I want to fly like that sometime. He watched as they flew off.

As his feet touched the ground the five-year-old was actually smiling. "More.. please.." he begged her with wide pleading eyes.

Jean laughs. "Sure, I don't see why not."

Hawks hugs her leg. "Thank you." He looks up, smiling. "I wanna try flying like a birdie."

She laughs. "I am not sure your—"

"—There you are."

Jean looks up as a group approached. Hawks looks over, then at Jean. "What's wrong?" he asked.

One of the men walked up and stops a few feet away. "If you don't mind, we'll take Hawks with us now." he said in a kind like voice.

Hawks shrunk back he held onto Jean's leg fearfully. Who are they? Why do they want me? He looks up at Jean. Is she going to give me to them?

"I don't think so," She said, crossing her arms. "He doesn't seem to know you at all. So, why should I let you just take him."

"We are from the Hero Public Safety Commission."

"And that gives you the right to him? He's a kid and has no clue who you guys are. I think we can handle this on our own. If he doesn't want to go why should he? I'm sure Professor X could figure this out. Who are you to think you alone can solve this?"

She's sounds mad , Hawks thought as he stayed hidden behind her. They don't look happy either.

"We raised him before, so we know him," the lady said. She didn't sound nearly as happy as the man.

"Maybe, but right now. You're strangers to him. And where were you when this happened? Because unlike you guys, we were there and been with him since."

"Give him to us please," the lady said with a sickly smooth voice.

What's going on? Hawks thought, looking from his hiding place.

"Jean!"

Hawks saw the scary mana and white-hair woman walking up. He looked up at Jean as she looked more relaxed.

"What's going on?" Logan asked, looking at the HPSC members before them. His gaze narrowed at them.

"We're here to pick up Hawks, we know how to handle him." One of the men said.

"Really, because you look like people who care more about profit, fame and money, and not what a child really needs." Logan's claws appeared.

I'm scared, this because of me? Hawks shook wings curl around him.

Another man stepped forwards. "We raised him before and we can do it again."

"Raise him!" Logan growled. "I don't think that lifestyle is what this boy needs. You should leave him be."

"You can't tell us what to do!" The lady snapped.

"P-please… I'm sorry." Hawks cried as he watched. Jean looks down at him. Before kneeling to his level. "I-I'll go with them.. just please don't fight." He begged.

"Shh.. It's okay Hawks," Jean smiles soft at him, while looking over at Logan and the HPSC briefly. "No, one will fight."

Hawks looked down at his feet.

"B-But.."

Jean wipes his tears back, catching Logan's gaze.

"Maybe, but-" Logan gestures to the boy next to Jean. "Right now, he's scared. Who are you to choose what is right for him?" he asked. "If we keep this up a fight will happen and no one wants that, do we?" he showed his claws.

Hawks and Jean look over as he hide beside her. Jean's hand resting on his head. "Th-they aren't g-going to fight?"

Jean shakes her head. "Of course not Hawks." she smiles at him. "Besides, it wouldn't be fair fight, with Loan and Storm here."

Hawks smiles and nodded. "Y-yeah."

"Best you go, kid's doing just fine, with us."

The group glared at them.

Storm walks over. "Pick your fights, he stays with us." she said, standing next to Logan.

"This isn't over." one of men said as they walked off.

Logan sighs and sheathed his claws and walks over. Hawks shrank back clearly still scared of the gruff man.

"You're okay." he said putting a hand on the boy's head. "We're going to look after you." Hawks looks up at him. Scary man is nice. He smiles.

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"Thanks for coming," Jean said, smiling. "No problem, Red, happy to help you and Little Feathers here."

"So, what were you two doing out here?" Storm asked. They stopped by an ice cream shop on the way back to the hotel.

"Well, Hawks here wanted to practice using his quirk, so we figure we head outside to a local park." Jean smiles, looking down at Hawks.

Hawks nodded. "I want to get better with my quirk so I can be useful," he said.

"Well, you'll get there soon, kid." Logan said as he walks over handing over two cones to one Storm and one to Jean before kneeling in front of Hawks with another.

Hawks looked at him, then at Jean. "Can I?"

Jean laughs and smiles. "You don't have to ask me, it's yours."

Hawks lets go of her hand and takes the cone. "Thank you."

Logan nodded and stood up.

Hawks' eyes sparked. "It's cold." the others laugh at his reaction happy to see the joy spark in his eyes as he started to eat it.

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They kept on walking back. Hawks stuck close to Jean as they went. He looked at Storm, Logan, and Jean. Why are they kind to me?

Hawks yawns, rubbing his eyes. "Do you want one of us to carry you back?" Jean asked.

"No, I can walk." he muttered only lean against her leg. Jean roll her eyes and reach down.

As they reached the rooms. "Hawks, go with Logan alright." she said, placing a hand on his ' body stiffen from the touch as he snap to attention briefly.

"Hawks?"

He slowly looks up at Jean seeing softness her eyes, he yawns rubs his eyes. Before she set him dow and he walks towards Logan.

As the gruff man opens the door to let Hawks in. "What in the world?" he looked around the messy room. Did this kid do this? He felt a tug on his pant leg.

Looking down, Hawks rubs his eyes then puts his arms up. You have to-be joking, sigh as he begrudgingly he picks him up.

Hawks wraps his arms around. "Thanks scray man." Logan sighs as the kid fell asleep.

After a few attempts to remove him from his neck, the kid was soon in bed curling up with his doll. Logan sighs, plopped down on his bed. "This kid's a real headache." yet he smiles, watching the kid sleeping peacefully. Still, he's family.