The NeXt Weapon X

Blue Flowers and A Baby?!

Storm's POV:

Voices were the first thing I heard. It sounded like Xavier and Hank but the voices were so faint I couldn't understand what they were saying. I opened my eyes but there was no one in the room. The only thing I could see was flowers piled up everywhere in my tiny white room. The flowers provided a unique burst of color in the tiny room and made it feel more at home.

When I turned my head I noticed the most beautiful aqua-blue flowers sitting on the floor next to my bed. No matter how long I though about it I still could not figure out what kind of flower it was. 

I moved around in the bed to get comfortable and instantly noticed my midsection was no longer in a brace. I started to worry because Xavier mentioned it was broken and without a brace it would heal crooked or something. The meds must be really strong because I didn't feel pain when I moved around.       When I felt my hair I could tell the white locks were jutted out in all directions. So, since there was no longer an IV attached to me, I decided to walk to the closest bathroom to freshen up. I opened the hospital room door and looked to make sure no one was in the halway. It would be embarassing for anyone to see me in this flimsy gown, and judging from how grundgy I feel I must look pretty bad. 

Since no one was there I started speed walking through the halls looking for a bathroom.

"Ro, is that you? What are you doing out of bed?" I heard Logan's voice say from behind me. How did he get in the hallway so fast? I quickly raised my arms, and created a dense fog so he couldn't see me as I ran upstairs to my room. 

Once in my room I realized how badly I overreacted. He's already seen me at my worst, and when did I start caring what others thought of my appearance? I quickly put on a white shirt and some shorts so I could get of the itchy hospital gown. What will I say next time I see Logan? "Hey sorry about blinding you with fog... Yea, it made more since at the time" I thought when trying to come up with a logical exclamation for my actions. Why is it whenever I do something embarrassing it's always in front of him? There was a knock on my door and I sighed knowing Logan followed me to probably check and make sure my spectacle wasn't because I was going insane. I looked in the mirror to make sure I didn't look crazy and smoothed down my hair a little.

While keeping the most calm and collected face I could muster I opened the door.

He looked sort of uncomfortable just standing at the doorway with his leather ridding jacket and hat still on so I beckoned him to come in. Logan flashed his famous heart-skipping smile and sat on one of the wooden chairs by my window. 

"Hank said it would be an hour before ya woke up... So you're up thirty minutes early darlin'. I was gonna surprise ya by gettin' all your friends to be there when you woke up" Logan said as he shifted in the chair until he got comfortable.

"That's very sweet Logan, but surely a short nap is not that big of a deal" I replied as I sat down into the chair across from him.

Logan suddenly looked uncomfortable "Hank didn't want you to hurt your ribs more so he kept ya asleep until they healed."

Not wanting to overreact in front of Logan twice today I stayed calm "really? I don't recall him warning me that he was going to drug me. How long was I asleep?" I asked in a really strained voice. 

Sensing my unease Logan rubbed the whiskers on his face "two weeks. Hank knew you would try to move around so he thought it was best to keep you asleep, he even got rid of the scars on your arms"

I instantly looked down at my now smooth arms and frowned. 

"What's wrong Ro?"

"I wanted to keep at least a little bit of the scar." I said while still looking down at my arm.