a/n: rewrote this like five times... btw, should i keep doing memes for this book? because there's just way too much trauma going on here and i feel like you all need a laugh
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"Oh, good! You're calm!"
"Why would I not be?"
"Uhhh... how's the baby?" Jubilee quickly asked.
"In my womb, crushing my organs and apparently dancing samba close to my bladder." I raised an eyebrow and set down the paintbrush. "What's going on, Jubilee?"
"Nothing!"
"Bullshit. Start talking."
"Okay... Wolverine, Gambit and Cyclops went searching for Sinister after what happened to you and they just came back."
"I know this. What I don't know is why you're all-"
"Cyclops hit his head bad and won't wake up... Gambit's burned and Logan's unconscious and not healing."
"Take me to the med bay, now."
。✯ ＼ ｜ ／✯ 。
"What the hell happened!?"
"Before you start freaking out-"
"Oh, we're well past that, Jean." I spat and rushed to Scott's bed. "What happened!?"
"Before we tell you, I need to know the severity of his first head injury." Hank said and pulled out a chair for me. "And I need you to breathe... Stress isn't good for the baby."
"Uhhh, Alex once said it was a skull fracture that needed surgery to fix and a contusion... The night of the crash, Scott took most of the hit because of a wrong turn with the parachute. When he joined the X-Men, it was just a few random concussions but I always made sure to watch his head whenever he fell."
"If he's suffered another traumatic blow to the head, it could exacerbate the damage from previous injuries. We need to run a more in-depth scan, but his condition is... concerning."
"Concerning?!" I snapped, my claws itching to extend. "Hank, that's not good enough. Tell me exactly how bad it is."
"We're doing everything we can," Hank assured me, his voice calm but firm. "But he's stable for now, which is a good sign. It's possible he's just unconscious due to a severe concussion. However, we won't know the extent of the damage until he wakes up or until we complete further diagnostics."
"Listen to me and listen good, Scott Summers." I leaned down and brushed the hair away from his forehead. "You better wake up and do it soon. I don't care if it's to yell at me for nagging about your safety again... you will wake up."
