Title: White Rose

Type: Romance/Adventure/Action

Note Some of the scenes in this fanfic are previously used in an rp I belong to. However, what you see here is all mine. I have wrote this all at one point in time or another.

Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men. Though, it would completely make my life if I did…too bad I don't. Dang.

Chapter: All That I Got.

7:47 a.m.

Xavier's Old Office.

With twelve minutes until the first day of school started Ororo Munroe stood in the middle of Charles Xavier's old office. She'd never came into the office before this day. But today Ororo's usual level head was overflowing with thoughts. Worries, to be exact. Questions that forced her to think of the worst. What if the students didn't react well to her being head of the school? What the Brotherhood saw her as a weakness and struck the school? What if Warren Worthington II found a new type of cure? What if...

These thoughts led Ororo to the office in hopes of seeking some answers or help. She could feel Xavier's presence. She could feel his spirit in the room, watching her as she worried. She could-

"-Miss Munroe?"

The weather witch's thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice. She smiled to herself and turned to face the teenage girl standing in the doorway. "Yes, Kitty?"

Though the girl looked slightly alarmed to find her teacher in the office of the previous headmaster, Kitty spoke. "Uhm, I just thought you'd like to know that...uhm."

Ororo tilted her head slightly in curiosity. "What is it?"

This time Kitty smiled. "Logan's back."

7:54 a.m.

End of Staircase.

With a bag slung over his shoulder and a burning cigar between his lips, Logan was back. After the final death of Jean Grey, Logan had gone into a calloused state. He left not even days after the others returned to the school. Ororo had tried to stop and convince him to stay. But Logan had only shook his head and told the beauty that a beast like him needed to get out.

And now he was standing inside the school again, four months later. Knowing that he wouldn't be seeing Xavier or Scott or Jean ever again sent a slight chill down Logan's spine. But he was over it by now. Death was something he was used to. And Jean? He never truly knew if she loved him at all. Wasn't Scott the one who'd own the key to Jean Grey's heart?

Logan pushed the memory of the redhead away. His attention was brought to the top of the staircase where soft steps were heard. He cracked a smile. "Hey 'Ro."

Standing at the top of the stairs in a perplexed sort of state, Ororo Munroe stared at the rough and ragged man below her. She was at a lost for words; expecting to never see him again Storm had no idea what to say.

Logan raised an eyebrow and took his burning cigar from between his lips. "Not even a hello?"

Her eyebrows furrowed but her confused look did not fade from her face. "You came back."

"Yeah." Logan nodded, and returned his cigar to its rightful place. "I came back."

Ororo took a step down. "Why?"

Taken aback by the sudden question, Logan repeated her. "Why?"

Ororo nodded. "Why?"

Logan frowned in a amused sort of way. "I got lonely." He shrugged. "Kinda missed the cookin' 'round here."

When Ororo said nothing he followed his statement with, "It was a joke, 'Ro."

"You left when we needed you the most." She was at the first landing of the stairs, halfway to the bottom.

Logan sighed and refused to look at her. " 'Ro, not now. I don't wanna hear-"

"I don't care if you want to hear this or not, Logan."

Something in her voice made him look up. Were those tears in Ororo's eyes? Logan gulped. " 'Ro...it's not as easy as yah-"

"Those children needed you!" She continued, cutting him off again. "Logan, just because there was a death does not mean that you abandonyour friends."

A flit of anger sheered through Wolverine. "A death? Try three, sweetheart."

Ororo lowered her eyes, feeling a tear roll down her cheek. When she looked back up at Logan, she didn't remove it. "I have to be strong for every single one of the students in this school. I can't be strong for you too, Logan. Now tell me, are you here to stay?"

They locked eyes.

"Or are you just here?"

A/N: Hmm...liking this one? Let me know!