Chapter Seventeen.
Relieved the two moved to hug him who chuckled and hugged back "thank God you're okay, I was sure I'd…" Mokuba trailed off shaking his head. “we're glad you're okay, Professor," Scott said before they backed off.
"Thank you, I hear you handled yourselves just fine without me," Charles told them and Mokuba chuckled, "well, Scott did, he really came through as team leader," Mokuba commented making his husband go red.
"Well, Mokuba, it was a team effort."
"You did well, I'm proud of all of you."
They all looked bashful at that before Jean chuckled "we should let him rest. I just wanted to show you all he's okay." Jean told them, Storm nodded in agreement "she's right, get some rest, Professor," Storm agreed before they all began to leave.
"Actually, Mokuba? Hang on a second"
Mokuba stopped at that and turned to Charles "what's up, Professor?" Mokuba asked saying goodbye to Scott, "I just wanted to ask what was wrong I can see something's on your mind," Charles asked and Mokuba chuckled.
"It's just...debating on the having children thing."
"I see."
Mokuba sighed sitting down in front of him "I thought not having children was smart till Scott pointed out we had a loving environment to raise them in so now I'm conflicted," Mokuba ranted before Charles gave Mokuba a thoughtful look, “well, Mokuba, I suggest you listen to your heart, it's not let you down this far," Charles advised and Mokuba nodded.
"Thanks, I will, Professor."
A few weeks later, Logan had taken off, and normality had reassumed to the school till the yearly check-up.
"Scott! Scott Matthew Summers! Stay away from me!"
Scott, wearing his glasses, a red shirt, black leather jacket, blue jeans, and black boots, rolled his eyes as Mokuba very causally threatened him with a pillow.
Mokuba wore a black shirt, red checked shirt, blue ripped jeans, and red shoes.
"Mokuba, stop acting like a child"
Mokuba glared before tossing the pillow at Scott avoiding his face "you know you just wasted your only protection from me dragging your ass to the infirmary for your yearly check-up right?" Scott asked simply, Mokuba crossed his arms scowling "I hate these check-ups!" Mokuba declared.
"Trust me baby I know."
Scott sighed "Mokie, no one but me, Jean, and the professor will see your scars and burn marks, I've got Storm out with the kids preoccupied with flying those kites you made last art class," Scott told him moving to his side, Mokuba relaxed at that before he allowed Scott to drag him to the infirmary.
As they entered they saw Jean and Charles setting up.
"Oh hey, an hour to get him to come for the yearly check-up, that’s a new record," Jean joked making Scott chuckle, "yep, after I had to bravely face the wrath of a pillow," Scott added making Mokuba roll his eyes.
"Shut up."
"We’ll try and get this done as quickly as possible for you, Mokuba," Charles assured who smiled slightly, "thanks, professor," Mokuba said before he sat down and took off his shirt.
Scott slipped his hand into Mokuba’s, who instantly squeezed his hand as they got to work.
Everything was going fine till they took his blood.
"That's weird.”
Mokuba squeezed Scott’s arm tighter as that clearly at high edge at that while Scott and Charles looked worried as Jean looked at Mokuba's blood, "Jean, what is it?" Charles asked.
"There's a high level of HCG in Moke's system."
Mokuba's eyes widened at that while Scott looked surprised "isn't that a hormone your body makes when you're pregnant?" Scott asked and Jean nodded, "It is," Jean agreed before Mokuba looked perplexed.
"I'm pregnant?"