****Disclaimer**** I do not own any of the X-Men, nor do I make money off them. I do however own the OCs of Alexandria and Logan Jr. and Erik, but I don't make any money off them either.
****Author's Note**** This is a sequel to my story "The Past Revisited", so I would recommend you read that one first. I should also warn those of you that have not read TPR, that Ororo and Jean are a married to each other in these stories.
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The room was quite except for the soft breathing coming from the two people in it. Ororo sat in a chair next to the bed that her daughter, Alexandria, laid in. It had been nearly forty-eight hours since Alexandria, Logan, and Elizabeth had come back from the alternate reality they had been in. Alexandria had only spent a few days there, but Logan and Elizabeth had been trapped there for ten years. Ten long years, where a lot had happened in Ororo's life. She had remarried and had a wonderful life with Jean. Their children were growing up into wonderful young mutants. She was the leader of the X-Men during a time of great peace. Things were good.
Good that is, until Alexandria had been taken from her. Taken right from her arms into a realm she still didn't understand anything about. She had listened in, thanks to Jean and their telepathic link, while Logan and Elizabeth told Charles and the others about the time line they had been taken to. Ororo's heart had hurt as she listened to Logan, the only man she'd ever truly loved, talk about how the Collector had tried to use him.
She was listening now as Elizabeth explained that they thought that the Collector would try to use Alexandria in same way, and as Logan laid out the plan they had worked up to get Alexandria back here to where she belonged. A bolt of lightening flashed as thunder crashed outside the mansion. Powers or no powers. It did not matter that only the purity of how she and her daughter controlled energy was the only way to defeat the villain. What was he thinking putting their daughter's life on the line like that!
*Calm down, love* Came Jean's voice in Ororo's mind. *You know he would have never put her in danger with out a way of making sure she would come out of it safely in the end.*
Ororo's body began to relax and the skies out side began to clear. *She could have been hurt far worse then she is, Jean. We could have lost her forever.* Ororo could feel Jean flooding her mind with calm and loving emotions. A telepathic hug.
*But we didn't, 'Ro. She's home and she's safe and she's going to be waking up soon.*
Ororo nodded as if Jean were standing there with her arms around her. It felt so good to have her lover's thoughts in her mind, but she really wished the meeting would end so Jean could just come and hold her for a while. But as much as Ororo wanted the debriefing to end, she also dreaded it. As long as Logan was talking to Charles he wouldn't be talking to her. She wasn't ready to deal with that, with him, yet.
The meeting finally came to an end a few hours later, but Ororo didn't know it. She had fallen asleep which had caused Jean to smile slightly at a very inappropriate moment. She muttered an apology and sank into the couch she was sitting it. Charles and the others who knew about her and Ororo's bond, just nodded and smiled back at her. Elizabeth had had a faint idea that it was Jean who was feeding the meeting to Ororo, so she figured it was Ororo who had caused the smile. Logan just looked at her oddly.
Charles dismissed everyone and as they made their was out, Jean stopped Logan as he made his way towards the stairs that lead to the medical bay. She stood there with her small hand on his arm and felt his muscles tighten.
"She isn't ready to talk to you yet." Jean warned softly.
Logan turned and looked at her. He still couldn't picture them as a couple, or this so called alterative family they'd built. "Ain't going to bug her, darlin', wanna check on the kid."
Jean let go of Logan's arm and watched as he leaned against the wall. "She's still sleeping, Logan. As soon as she wakes up and Hank says she can have visitors I'll send for you."
"You tryin' to keep me from my kid, Jeannie?" Logan asked with a slight growl in his voice. He could smell the possessiveness coming from the petite redhead and he didn't like it. He didn't like it because he had no idea how to handle this. If he had come home to Ororo being with any other man, that he could have dealt with. He would have known exactly how to win his family back. But this? How was he going to fight another woman for the woman he loved?
"Of course not, Logan. I just don't think now is a good time for this." Jean replied flatly before heading towards the stairs herself.
Logan growled again. "What gives you the right to be settin' the rules darlin'?" Logan asked as he watched her step down onto the first step.
Jean looked him right in the eyes. "They're 'my' family now, Logan. My wife, my daughter. That's what gives me the right."
The tone in Jean's voice was unmistakable. It was a warning. Logan watched as she descended the stairs and then shook his head. She was telling him in her very 'Jean Grey' way that she would fight even him to keep her family intact. But there was something else, something someone who didn't know her so well would have missed. Her eyes told him that she would do what Ororo wanted, and her scent told him that she was deep down, scared to death of what that might be.
"Don't do it, Logan." Came a soft British voice from behind him.
Logan turned to look at her. "Don't do what, Betts?"
Elizabeth walked over to her friend and hugged him. She rested her cheek on his and whispered in his ear. "Take off. Your home now. Stay and let the chips fall were they may, luv. You won't do anyone any good by running off like you use too."
When Elizabeth stepped back Logan looked up at her with a smile. "I'm not goin' anywhere, Betts." Elizabeth nodded and kissed his cheek before heading up to her new room. Logan looked back at the stairs leading to the medical bay. "They're still my family too."
Ororo woke up to the soft sensation of someone stroking her hair. She lifted her head from her folded arms, which were crossed across the edge of Alexandria's bed, and looked up to see Jean crouching next to her. She smiled faintly as Jean brushed her finger tips down her cheek.
"You should go up and get some sleep in a real bed, Ororo. I'll stay with Lexie." Jean whispered softly.
Ororo shook her head as she brought Jean closer to her. She wrapped her wife in her arms and buried her face in Jean's hair. Jean could feel the stress, fear, uncertainty, and tiredness in Ororo as she held her. She pulled back and took the other woman's face in her hands.
"You need to rest, Ororo. You've been here since we got her back. Your so tired."
"I'm fine my love. I'll sleep when we're sure she's alright."
Jean just sighed as she pulled a chair over and sat next to her wife. There was simply no talking to this head strong Egyptian goddess sometimes. The two of them sat there for a while in silence. Ororo laid her head in Jean's lap and Jean stroked her hair softly. She could feel Ororo dozing off as she looked down at her. She was such a beautiful woman. It still amazed Jean at times. Sure people said she was beautiful, but she could never come close to the classical beauty of her wife. Inside and out. She didn't want to lose her, but she would go with whatever Ororo decided would make her happiest, and no matter what. They would always be her family.
****Author's Note**** This is a sequel to my story "The Past Revisited", so I would recommend you read that one first. I should also warn those of you that have not read TPR, that Ororo and Jean are a married to each other in these stories.
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The room was quite except for the soft breathing coming from the two people in it. Ororo sat in a chair next to the bed that her daughter, Alexandria, laid in. It had been nearly forty-eight hours since Alexandria, Logan, and Elizabeth had come back from the alternate reality they had been in. Alexandria had only spent a few days there, but Logan and Elizabeth had been trapped there for ten years. Ten long years, where a lot had happened in Ororo's life. She had remarried and had a wonderful life with Jean. Their children were growing up into wonderful young mutants. She was the leader of the X-Men during a time of great peace. Things were good.
Good that is, until Alexandria had been taken from her. Taken right from her arms into a realm she still didn't understand anything about. She had listened in, thanks to Jean and their telepathic link, while Logan and Elizabeth told Charles and the others about the time line they had been taken to. Ororo's heart had hurt as she listened to Logan, the only man she'd ever truly loved, talk about how the Collector had tried to use him.
She was listening now as Elizabeth explained that they thought that the Collector would try to use Alexandria in same way, and as Logan laid out the plan they had worked up to get Alexandria back here to where she belonged. A bolt of lightening flashed as thunder crashed outside the mansion. Powers or no powers. It did not matter that only the purity of how she and her daughter controlled energy was the only way to defeat the villain. What was he thinking putting their daughter's life on the line like that!
*Calm down, love* Came Jean's voice in Ororo's mind. *You know he would have never put her in danger with out a way of making sure she would come out of it safely in the end.*
Ororo's body began to relax and the skies out side began to clear. *She could have been hurt far worse then she is, Jean. We could have lost her forever.* Ororo could feel Jean flooding her mind with calm and loving emotions. A telepathic hug.
*But we didn't, 'Ro. She's home and she's safe and she's going to be waking up soon.*
Ororo nodded as if Jean were standing there with her arms around her. It felt so good to have her lover's thoughts in her mind, but she really wished the meeting would end so Jean could just come and hold her for a while. But as much as Ororo wanted the debriefing to end, she also dreaded it. As long as Logan was talking to Charles he wouldn't be talking to her. She wasn't ready to deal with that, with him, yet.
The meeting finally came to an end a few hours later, but Ororo didn't know it. She had fallen asleep which had caused Jean to smile slightly at a very inappropriate moment. She muttered an apology and sank into the couch she was sitting it. Charles and the others who knew about her and Ororo's bond, just nodded and smiled back at her. Elizabeth had had a faint idea that it was Jean who was feeding the meeting to Ororo, so she figured it was Ororo who had caused the smile. Logan just looked at her oddly.
Charles dismissed everyone and as they made their was out, Jean stopped Logan as he made his way towards the stairs that lead to the medical bay. She stood there with her small hand on his arm and felt his muscles tighten.
"She isn't ready to talk to you yet." Jean warned softly.
Logan turned and looked at her. He still couldn't picture them as a couple, or this so called alterative family they'd built. "Ain't going to bug her, darlin', wanna check on the kid."
Jean let go of Logan's arm and watched as he leaned against the wall. "She's still sleeping, Logan. As soon as she wakes up and Hank says she can have visitors I'll send for you."
"You tryin' to keep me from my kid, Jeannie?" Logan asked with a slight growl in his voice. He could smell the possessiveness coming from the petite redhead and he didn't like it. He didn't like it because he had no idea how to handle this. If he had come home to Ororo being with any other man, that he could have dealt with. He would have known exactly how to win his family back. But this? How was he going to fight another woman for the woman he loved?
"Of course not, Logan. I just don't think now is a good time for this." Jean replied flatly before heading towards the stairs herself.
Logan growled again. "What gives you the right to be settin' the rules darlin'?" Logan asked as he watched her step down onto the first step.
Jean looked him right in the eyes. "They're 'my' family now, Logan. My wife, my daughter. That's what gives me the right."
The tone in Jean's voice was unmistakable. It was a warning. Logan watched as she descended the stairs and then shook his head. She was telling him in her very 'Jean Grey' way that she would fight even him to keep her family intact. But there was something else, something someone who didn't know her so well would have missed. Her eyes told him that she would do what Ororo wanted, and her scent told him that she was deep down, scared to death of what that might be.
"Don't do it, Logan." Came a soft British voice from behind him.
Logan turned to look at her. "Don't do what, Betts?"
Elizabeth walked over to her friend and hugged him. She rested her cheek on his and whispered in his ear. "Take off. Your home now. Stay and let the chips fall were they may, luv. You won't do anyone any good by running off like you use too."
When Elizabeth stepped back Logan looked up at her with a smile. "I'm not goin' anywhere, Betts." Elizabeth nodded and kissed his cheek before heading up to her new room. Logan looked back at the stairs leading to the medical bay. "They're still my family too."
Ororo woke up to the soft sensation of someone stroking her hair. She lifted her head from her folded arms, which were crossed across the edge of Alexandria's bed, and looked up to see Jean crouching next to her. She smiled faintly as Jean brushed her finger tips down her cheek.
"You should go up and get some sleep in a real bed, Ororo. I'll stay with Lexie." Jean whispered softly.
Ororo shook her head as she brought Jean closer to her. She wrapped her wife in her arms and buried her face in Jean's hair. Jean could feel the stress, fear, uncertainty, and tiredness in Ororo as she held her. She pulled back and took the other woman's face in her hands.
"You need to rest, Ororo. You've been here since we got her back. Your so tired."
"I'm fine my love. I'll sleep when we're sure she's alright."
Jean just sighed as she pulled a chair over and sat next to her wife. There was simply no talking to this head strong Egyptian goddess sometimes. The two of them sat there for a while in silence. Ororo laid her head in Jean's lap and Jean stroked her hair softly. She could feel Ororo dozing off as she looked down at her. She was such a beautiful woman. It still amazed Jean at times. Sure people said she was beautiful, but she could never come close to the classical beauty of her wife. Inside and out. She didn't want to lose her, but she would go with whatever Ororo decided would make her happiest, and no matter what. They would always be her family.