Jean
Jean and Scott were sitting around with many others, eating breakfast. It was about 10am, which made it about 6pm back in New York. Jean was just sitting back, when suddenly Joyce appeared in her arms.
"What the. . . " Jean and Scott said at the same time, before Jean burst out laughing. "Somebody missed her mommy and daddy!"
"You mean she-"
"Located us telepathically, and teleported to us. Yep."
"What a smart little mutant we have," Scott said, kissing his daughter's forehead.
"I'll call the Professor, let her know she's here, although he probably already knows, and he'll tell the house babysitters." Jean nodded, rocking herbaby in her arms. As much as she had been enjoying the hokliday, she had been missing Joyce terribly. She never expected herself to develop post-pardum depression, but apparently, she had. Scott made his call, and then came back to his wife and daughter. e wanted to get Dawn, to gather his whole family together, but since the suicide attempt, Dawn hadn't left her tent. She was not too happy that Scott was havbing her on a suicide watch, having people watch her constantly. Scott took Joyce in his arms and spun around with her.
"Hi sweetie." Joyce smiled her toothless grin.