Clark stood over the red-haired girl and wept. He felt fresh sobs rack his body and knew he would never see her again, not alive at least.
"Jean, I'm sorry" he said and that was when Clark Kent woke up. He wasn't sure what to think, the dream had seemed so real, but Clark was relieved it wasn't. He didn't want Jean, whoever she was, to die. He decided to ignore it and went back to sleep, figuring that whoever this girl was, he'd never see her again anyway.
Meanwhile, at the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning just outside of Westchester, New York, the girl named Jean Grey woke with a start. She looked around amazed to find herself at the Institute; she thought that she was standing over a body. They boy looked to be about 17 with brown hair and was wearing a red jacket and blue t-shirt. She wracked her brain to try and remember any other details and only came up with one. The name Clark Kent.
Deciding that Professor X would probably know what was going on she walked down to his room, relieved to see the light on that meant he was still working, even at well after midnight. She knocked on the door and it opened, revealing her mentor Charles Xavier.
"Jean are you all right?" he asked, ushering her inside.
"Professor, I had a rather strange dream last night" she said and proceeded to tell him everything.
"Did you say the boy's name was Kent?" he asked and she nodded. Charles put his fingers to his temple's wondering if he had found what Virgil, the Queens, and the rest of Veritas had been searching for. When they found Hiram Kent years ago he had mentioned someone called the drifter just before he died. Perhaps this boy was his son, and if that were true then perhaps he'd found the Traveler. For now, he decided to keep his suspicions to himself and instead told Jean to wake Scott and Logan.
The next morning Clark woke up, only to hear a knock at the door. He opened it and was surprised to find a bald man in a wheelchair, sitting next to a man who looked to be in his twenties smoking a cigar, and a boy Clark's age with ruby-quartz glasses. However, what shocked him most was the girl standing behind the bald man, for it was none other than the girl he dreamed about the previous night.
The two teens looked at each other, green eyes meeting blue and both said the first thing they thought of.
"Aren't you supposed to be dead?"
A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter! I always wondered why in every x-over Clark is with Rogue, so I decided to change things around a bit. I'm sure you're wondering what is going on, but I promise all your questions will be explained next chapter!