More fic
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Fic part 11
Hours of staring off into space were starting to wear on Nati’s nerves. She had curled herself into a ball next to Jono, waiting for some sign that his roommate was going to be all right. The chief resident had come and gone, but told them nothing. Hours, for some guy she barely knew.
“You know, you don’t have to stay,” said Jono. “I haven’t got a clue when they’re going to tell us anything or let us in there.”
“Well, I will have to go tonight,” she replied. “Gotta work in the morning.”
He kissed her forehead. “I’m glad you’re here now, though. It helps.”
She smiled. He stroked her hair. “Your roots are blue,” he said. “Were they like that this morning?” Nati looked up at him. She quickly adjusted her hair color, fading the purple back in. “What are you talking about?”
“They were just - I thought - maybe it was just a trick of the light. And I’m tired. But it looked like your roots were growing in blue.”
“Weird.”
________
Meanwhile, in Massachusetts
Two days ago, Prof. Charles Xavier had been searching Cerebro for prospective students. There had been an explosion of power somewhere in London; a blackout according to the newspapers, completely inexplicable, but Xavier knew better. He had felt the surge. The London Times said there had only been one call to the local emergency room; a 27-year-old male who had been completely knocked out during the blackout. The hospital reported all vitals to be normal, but no sign that the boy was to come out of the coma.
Now Xavier lay in the medical lab, vitals being monitored by a nurse, as he sought the boy out with his mind.
He wandered through a field of fog, glass and metal towers spiraling up to the sky. He shadowed the figure in front of him. He just wanted to be sure …
“Brian?”
The figure whirled around. It was him.
__________
Nati suddenly jerked awake. Apparently, she had fallen asleep, but had only been out for all of ten minutes, according to her watch. Jono was now standing, talking to Dr. St. Croix.
“So we can see him, then?”
“Yes. We’re still not at all sure what’s wrong. His vitals are perfect … he’s just … not in there.”
Jono rubbed his eyes. “Right. You told me that already.”
Dr. St. Croix nodded. “Anyway, Dr. Morten said you could go in. He can’t see the harm in letting you guys see him. Hell, maybe if you talk to him … I don’t know. Might bring him back.”
Jono crouched in front of Nati’s chair. “You’re awake.”
“Yeah, sorry about that.”
“It’s okay. It’s been a long day. But they’re going to let us see him now, and --” Jono paused, nervous.
“What?”
“Well … I was hoping you might come in with me. It’s kind of weird, I know, because you don’t know him, but … well, the idea of seeing my roommate like that kind of freaks me out, and I was hoping -”
Nati looked Jono in the eyes. “Look, I’ve been here all day. I’ve got to go home soon, but there’s no harm in bringing you in there, innit?”
Jono smiled and held out his hand. Nati uncurled herself and set her feet on the floor and tried to stand up. She promptly sank to her knees, trying not to cry out.
“What? What is it?” Jono looked worried.
Nati gritted her teeth. “Pins … and sodding … needles …” Jono laughed and helped her back onto her feet. With his arm around her waist to help her along, they entered the room. Nati’s eyes widened.
“Erm. Jono?”
“Yeah?” His hands were shaking. He didn’t like seeing his roommate covered in wires.
“What did you say his name was again?”
“Brian, why?”
*Ohhhhhh, fuck,* Nati thought. *I’m standing here holding the hand of the roommate … FUCK!*
“I - I think I know him …”
Fic part 11
Hours of staring off into space were starting to wear on Nati’s nerves. She had curled herself into a ball next to Jono, waiting for some sign that his roommate was going to be all right. The chief resident had come and gone, but told them nothing. Hours, for some guy she barely knew.
“You know, you don’t have to stay,” said Jono. “I haven’t got a clue when they’re going to tell us anything or let us in there.”
“Well, I will have to go tonight,” she replied. “Gotta work in the morning.”
He kissed her forehead. “I’m glad you’re here now, though. It helps.”
She smiled. He stroked her hair. “Your roots are blue,” he said. “Were they like that this morning?” Nati looked up at him. She quickly adjusted her hair color, fading the purple back in. “What are you talking about?”
“They were just - I thought - maybe it was just a trick of the light. And I’m tired. But it looked like your roots were growing in blue.”
“Weird.”
________
Meanwhile, in Massachusetts
Two days ago, Prof. Charles Xavier had been searching Cerebro for prospective students. There had been an explosion of power somewhere in London; a blackout according to the newspapers, completely inexplicable, but Xavier knew better. He had felt the surge. The London Times said there had only been one call to the local emergency room; a 27-year-old male who had been completely knocked out during the blackout. The hospital reported all vitals to be normal, but no sign that the boy was to come out of the coma.
Now Xavier lay in the medical lab, vitals being monitored by a nurse, as he sought the boy out with his mind.
He wandered through a field of fog, glass and metal towers spiraling up to the sky. He shadowed the figure in front of him. He just wanted to be sure …
“Brian?”
The figure whirled around. It was him.
__________
Nati suddenly jerked awake. Apparently, she had fallen asleep, but had only been out for all of ten minutes, according to her watch. Jono was now standing, talking to Dr. St. Croix.
“So we can see him, then?”
“Yes. We’re still not at all sure what’s wrong. His vitals are perfect … he’s just … not in there.”
Jono rubbed his eyes. “Right. You told me that already.”
Dr. St. Croix nodded. “Anyway, Dr. Morten said you could go in. He can’t see the harm in letting you guys see him. Hell, maybe if you talk to him … I don’t know. Might bring him back.”
Jono crouched in front of Nati’s chair. “You’re awake.”
“Yeah, sorry about that.”
“It’s okay. It’s been a long day. But they’re going to let us see him now, and --” Jono paused, nervous.
“What?”
“Well … I was hoping you might come in with me. It’s kind of weird, I know, because you don’t know him, but … well, the idea of seeing my roommate like that kind of freaks me out, and I was hoping -”
Nati looked Jono in the eyes. “Look, I’ve been here all day. I’ve got to go home soon, but there’s no harm in bringing you in there, innit?”
Jono smiled and held out his hand. Nati uncurled herself and set her feet on the floor and tried to stand up. She promptly sank to her knees, trying not to cry out.
“What? What is it?” Jono looked worried.
Nati gritted her teeth. “Pins … and sodding … needles …” Jono laughed and helped her back onto her feet. With his arm around her waist to help her along, they entered the room. Nati’s eyes widened.
“Erm. Jono?”
“Yeah?” His hands were shaking. He didn’t like seeing his roommate covered in wires.
“What did you say his name was again?”
“Brian, why?”
*Ohhhhhh, fuck,* Nati thought. *I’m standing here holding the hand of the roommate … FUCK!*
“I - I think I know him …”