A visit from Mom

[ngm_parents]

There was a brief spatial disturbance in the hallway outside the Medbay.  Flames danced through the air with the sound of raptor wings, then a flash, and Jean Grey-Summers stepped through.  It was less dramatic than a landing on the front lawn, and less likely to set off alarms at S.H.I.E.L.D, Avengers Mansion, and/or every other agency or entity than had an interest in monitoring near-Earth space.

People, whether of Earth, the Kree, the Shi'Ar, Skrulls, even such beings as the Brood and the Technarchy, they all got nervous when the Phoenix made an unannounced visit to their neighborhood.

Also, Jean was in a hurry.  Her firstborn was injured.  Nevermind that she hadn't technically given birth to Rachel in this timeline, and that her chronologically younger brother was physically older, and that said firstborn had decimated an entire platoon of advanced Sentinels and rebuilt the mansion after being injured...

She stepped through the doorway, the molecules of her costume rearranging themselves into a soft green sweater and a crisp pair of linen trousers, and sat down next to the bed.  She gently smoothed her daughter's hair.

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[ngm_parents]

"Shh. You don't have to talk."

That was quite a power flare. I bet every telepath on the planet felt it.

[nohoundsallowed]

They were... Faded images slipped through her mind. From so long ago she didn't dwell on how she ended up among the X-Men at the very beginning. Though the ruined future was far enough behind her, she could never forget the horror of what a Nimrod represented.

I may have overdone it. A little. Except not.

[ngm_parents]

Your sister is currently propped up on a couch with a bag of frozen peas on her head. Her roommate is feeding her some kind of Japanese herbal tea. I wouldn't be surprised if Nathan paid you a visit soon, too. Jean's mental tone was concerned, and slightly bemused, before she turned more serious.

Nimrods. That's escalating things, even for the Purifiers.

[nohoundsallowed]

Oops. I'll add sending cookies or something to Sara to the list. I hadn't counted on feedback from the sibling rapports. Though she had protected Doug from getting mentally fried from their connection. She hadn't considered Emma and Monet not having access to those rapports.

Which meant a cranky, gun-toting visitor in the near future. Rachel almost sighed. She loved her baby brother, but he tended to scare some of the students silly.

Their first move was to try to kill me. It kept escalating from there.

[ngm_parents]

Uranium chip? Or maybe Plutonium Cream Macaroons. Mental chuckle. Your brother isn't so bad, he's just... Nathan. He cares, he just has a unique way of showing it.

Jean's eyes flashed. I know they did. It worries me that they did their homework, attacking you first, and it worries me that they have access to Nimrod technology.

[nohoundsallowed]

I was thinking shortbread, but maybe she'd like a chip off the old Uranium. She shifted a little on the bed. She had to do a little movement or she'd fall back asleep. And they were both powerful enough to speak through dreams, but who wanted to talk to an eight-foot tall purple walrus?

The X-Men should be looking into it. Provided those human Sentinels that showed up didn't do a big number on them... Her brow creased as she became aware she wasn't too sure how the school and X-Men were functioning. She knew they could go on without her, but not knowing when she was usually aware made her stomach twist a little.

[ngm_parents]

Shh. The school is fine. You patched everything up until one can't even tell there was an attack. And the students are fine, just a little shaken up. Well, some are a lot shaken up. The rest of the staff and the X-Men are handling things. I'm going to stay a few days, until you're feeling better. I wouldn't mind seeing Nathan when he gets here, too.

Jean pulled the covers up over Rachel's shoulders.

Now, get some rest.