When we got back to the institute Jean told me that Chris had gone in to a coma and that it was a slim chance of him living. That night Theressa made a "bed" in a lounge chair that she had pulled up next to Chris's med-bed. She laid her head next to his body, which was covered with a white blanket. "Dear God," Theressa prayed.
"I don't want to lose him. You know that. I ...I...I...don't know what to say but you know what is on my heart and what is happening and what will happen. I know if Chris dies that he will be with you in heaven but I don't want to lose him now. We still have our whole life to plan."
Theressa, slowly, lifted her head and found her bible laying next to her chair on the floor. She leand over and picked it up and when she did it fell open to Psalm 23. She cleared her voice soflty and bean to read.
"'The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores me soul.'" While whipping the tears away from her eyes, she turned the pages and found another scripture to read. Unknown to her, Logan walked in but seeing that she was reading something over he didn't want to interupt. She began to read it out loud and he realized it was from the Bible.
"'Your word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path. I have taken an oath and confirmed it, that I will follow your righteous laws. I have suf...'" Theressa's voice began to shack and she could not read anymore. She laid the Bible on the floor, next to her chair and laid her head on the table once more. Tears no longer fell out of Theressa's eyes for she had spent all she had to spend. She closed her eyes when she did she felt someone's hand rub her back gently.
"Hey T." The voice said. Theressa smiled a very small smile because she knew that voice anywhere and knew why he was here. It was Logan and no doubt he was standing here to check on her again.
"How are you holding up?" He asked as he pulled another chair up so that he could sit right next to Theressa.
She shrugged and said, "All right for someone whose life is about to fall apart." Logan put a reassuring arm around Theressa and pulled her into him. As Logan held her he said,
"Why don't you go to bed? I'll stay here with him and I'll call you if he wakes up."
"NO!" Theressa pulled away and sat up real fast. "Chris needs me and I'm not going to leave him now. I know he wouldn't leave me. Besides I'm fine. I have a blanket and a pillow." Logan looked at her.
"Come on kid. You need your rest. I haven't seen you sleep since we left to go on the mission."
"I'm fine" Theressa told him again.
"Well at least let me stay down here with you."
For about a month, they did this. Either Wolverine or Jean would come down and try to get Theressa to eat something or go to her bed for a little while but nothing worked. All they could do was stay with her and listen to her pray and read scripture, that comforted her.
Finally, Two days later Chris woke up. Theressa was asleep in the chair next to his bed but Logan was in there with Theressa and heard him wake up.
"Chris" Logan said. "Hey man. we were afraid we were going to lose you."
"How's Theressa?" Logan looked at the chair and Chris followed his gaze. When he saw her, he laid a hand on her head and patted it gently.
"She has slept in here every night since we got you back. She never left your side. She refused to eat. I was beginning to think that if you didn't wake up soon then we might loose her too. She loves you and she risked her life to get you out of that place." Chris was still staring at his wife as he rubbed her log brown hair. He had always loved her blue strikes.
"She has always been very strong. That's why I married her." Chris replied.
"Well I'll go tell the others that you are up. Get some rest." Logan said as he walked out of the Med.-room.
It was another week before Chris could walk again but he finally recovered. Theressa pulled Scott aside in the hallway.
"Scott. I just got done talking to Chris and Charles. They both say that it is entirely up to me." Scott knew what this meant.
"So you'll stay and help me with the Blackbirds?" .
"Yes, yes. I will. Just don't tell Jean. I want to tell her. "You want to tell me what?" Jean asked in a happy voice but something was different. Theressa sensed sorrow.
"I didn't want Scott telling you the suprise that I have for you. Chris and I are staying here and I am rejoining the X-men." Jean's eyes lit up. "Thanks Theressa." Then she ran in to her room.
"Yah thanks. You didn't have to do that. You don't have to stay." Theressa smiled as her scar had gone from dark blue to baby blue.
"Yah, yah I do. Besides think of it as my thank you gift."