Title:  My Powers, My Life

Summary:  Sequel to "Generation X".  Abby deals with her parents, her powers, life as a mutant, and just life in general.  All the trials and tribulations of life through her eyes.

Rating:  PG-13

Disclaimer:  I don't own any of the X-Men characters, yadda, yadda, yadda.

~Chapter 1~

Dear Diary,

          I can't wait till tomorrow.  Daddy said he's gonna teach me to control my powers.  I'm so happy!  I don't like blasting everything I point at.  Daddy says my powers are like uncle Alex's, cept his just blow stuff up, mine make things invisible.  It's funny to wake up in a room with no furniture, when just last night it was all right there.  Mom and dad are always yelling at me too!  I don't try to do it, except the time I made I made dad's motorcycle invisible.  But that's only cause he wouldn't take me for a ride!

          I better go to bed now.  It's already past bedtime and I don't want to get in trouble…again.

Closing the small journal and locking it securely, Abby lifted her pillow and stuck it under.  She climbed under her blankets and reached over to turn her bedside light off when there was a soft rapping at her door.

"Come in," she said softly.

Scott Summers poked his head inside.  The light from Abby's lamp shone on his night glasses, causing a glare.  "It's time for bed kiddo," he said with a smil

"I know dad," Abby snuggled further down into her bed.

Scott walked over to his daughter's bed and pulled the covers up to her chin.  He tucked her in tightly and leaned down, kissing her forehead.  "Goodnight, sweet dreams."  He turned off her lamp and walked to the door.

"Night daddy," Abby whispered as her eyes fluttered closed.

With one final glance inside, Cyclops closed the door to his daughter's room and continued down the hall to his own.  Once inside he closed the door softly behind him.  Not seeing his wife in the immediate bedroom area he called out, "Jean?"

"In here," she responded from the bathroom.  The sound of running water being turned off could be heard before Jean appeared in the doorway.  She smiled warmly at her husband before climbing into bed.

Scott turned off the light and climbed in next to her.  Their lips met in a tender kiss before they broke apart.  "Did you put Abby to bed?" Jean asked.

"She put herself to bed," Scott mused, "I just tucked her in and turned out the lights.  You know Jean, she really is growing up."

"I know," she complied with a dreamy sigh.  Unintentionally her finger traveled to her stomach.  "I just hope this one turns out to be just as good."

Scott's hand followed her and paused on her midsection.  Their hands intertwined and lips met again.  "I don't think we have anything to worry about."

"I do worry about the age difference," Jean said.

"There's only going to be eight years difference," Scott tried to make her feel better.  Seeing the amused look on Jean's face he continued, "It's not for a lack of trying."

"That's true," Jean smiled, "we did have fun trying."  Light laughter filled the room before the conversation took a much more serious tone.

"So when are we going to tell Abby?" Scott asked.

"I don't know.  I was thinking maybe after your training session tomorrow."

Scott's head fell back onto the pillow and a dramatic sigh escaped his lips.  "I don't know about that."

Jean turned on her side and propped her head on her hand, watching Scott.  "You promised her that you'd train with her."

"I know, it's just that—" he fumbled for words, "isn't she a little young?"

"Young or not she's got powers and unless you want your bike to disappear again you won't cancel this session."  Jean's voice was strong, almost threatening.  She knew how much this meant to Abigail.  The girl had talked about having powers since she was old enough to talk.

"I know," Scott sighed again and adjusted his night glasses.  "Guess we better get some sleep then."

~X~

Being a Saturday morning, the Institute was barren at seven o'clock in the morning.  All the children and most of the instructors were either still asleep or just waking up.  They wouldn't be out and about until well after nine.

However, none of this stopped Abigail from being up, dressed and ready to train.  Slipping on her old sneakers, Abby made her way quietly down the hall and into her parents' room.  The room was vacant, no one in sight.  The bed was neatly made with pillows laid gracefully at the top.  The girl listened for a second wondering where her parents had gotten to.

"Hello?" she called loud enough so they would hear, but not too loud.  She didn't want to wake up any of the other students.  They tend to get very cranky when woken up early on Saturday mornings.  Not hearing an answer, Abby made her way over to the adjoined bathroom and knocked lightly on the door.  "Hello?"

Before she could listen for another voice, Abigail was swooped up from behind.  Immediately she screamed and began flailing her arms and legs.

"Hey, hey," Scott laughed, "calm down."

"Daddy!" Abby cried, "Why'd you do that?"

"I'm starting your training," he set her back down on the floor and kneeled in front of his daughter.  "Rule number one, always know what's going on around you."  Seeing the confused look on her face, Scott chuckled and took her hand.  "C'mon, let's go down to the danger room."

~X~

Less than an hour later, after a long and difficult session training his little girl, Scott emerged from the danger room.  Jean was leaning against the opposite wall, biting her nails nervously.  The second those doors opened and Cyclops stepped out, she was on him.

"How'd she do?  You didn't get her hurt did you?  Where is she?"

"Jean, relax." Scott smiled, rubbing her shoulders gently.  "She did great, better than expected."

"What did you work on?" Jean asked.

"Nothing too great; making things disappear and reappear.  That was the hard part, but I think with a little more help she should be able to control her gifts better."  As he talked, Scott wrapped her arm around Jean's shoulders and pulled her towards the observatory room.

"That's good to hear," Jean sigh, "Where is she now?"

"Inside talking with the Professor.  He said he wanted to talk to her about a few things."

~X~

"Did ya see me Professor?  Did ya?  I was doin real good!"  Abby had never been happier.  She'd just spent the last hour working with her dad; he was helping her to use her powers.  She knew the Professor was watching the whole time, she could see him up in the glass room.  She really hoped he was as happy as she was.

"Indeed I did Abigail," Professor X commended the girl.  "You did a fine job."  He was quite fond of Abby, treating her almost like the granddaughter he never had.  The girl would constantly come to his quarters and talk to him about everything, the other students, her parents, and her powers.  In turn the Professor would tell her riveting stories of the missions he sent the X-Men on.

"It was fun!  I got to make stuff for poof!  And then bring it back!"

"I saw," he smiled at her, "Abigail there is something I wish to discuss with you."  The Professor wheeled over to her.  Without hesitation Abby climbed onto his lap and settled in to listen.  "Abigail, I think it's wonderful that you are working with your father and he will teach you everything you need to know.  But I have to ask you," he paused momentarily, searching for the right words, "do you enjoy having powers?"

Abby looked at the older man confused.  "Course I do." She finally said.  "I love makin things invisible and then bringing 'em back.  It's really fun."

The Professor nodded, smiling.  **You may come in now,** he sent to the two adults waiting outside.  The doors slid open and Jean and Scott walked in.

"Mommy!" Abby yelled.  She climbed off the Professor's lap and ran to her mother.  "I did really good.  I can make things uninvisible!"

"I heard," Jean smiled, giving her daughter a chaste hug.  She looked to Scott, **Should we tell her now?**

**I suppose now is as good a time as any,** Scott threaded his arm around Jean's waist.  His fingertips played lightly with the fabric of her shirt.

"Abby, honey, there's something mommy and daddy need to tell you."

That's chapter 1.  So what do ya think?  Should I continue or stop?  R&R and tell me what ya think!