I don't own this, but I got the idea from a review to another story.
Colossal Misdeeds.
"So. You're back, I can't really say I'm surprised." The blonde woman doesn't even look away from her task of filling out paperwork involving the newest student. "You know you can't have him back."
"I'm the one who told him to be with you." A red head of celestial beauty replies as she glides across the floor effortlessly. Time has passed, and other than that her once flowing hair is cut short, she still looks the same as the day she became Phoenix. Everyone and everything has aged around her by ten years, but her, and maybe Logan. "I'm not here to get him back. I want to talk with him."
"Talk all you want, but if you must know, you've caused nothing but trouble for us." The blonde woman, Emma, finally looks up, slamming the screen down on her very expensive laptop. "We've had to fill out all sorts of paperwork to bring you back from the dead, not to mention the lies Hank had to tell the government and the whole problem that I thought had been resolved with Kitty and Pioter's objection to Scott and My relationship has reared it's ugly head." She breathes, red faced and her breasts heaving. "Not to mention the problems with Rachel. What did you think your sudden return after all these years would do to her? Hasn't she suffered enough because of you?"
"I would have returned sooner Emma," The red head, Jean to some, Phoenix to most of the universe, calmly states. "But the space traders delayed that a number of years and it wasn't as though I hadn't tried to contact somebody."
"By giving nightmares to my children?" Emma shouts as she pounds her hands into the table. "What king of monster are you?" She demands in the voice of an exasperated wife and tired mother.
"I couldn't have even known your daughter would pick up my distress call in that way, Emma. I hadn't even known Scott had children until I finally managed to contact Charles." She pauses. "I understand this has caused you grief, but I'd never intentionally harm a child. It must have been backlash though Scott's and my old rapport. I'm sorry for what happened to your daughter."
"Your half-hearted apologies aren't going to make this any better." Emma sinks back into her leather chair.
"Then what is it you want?" Jean asks as she places herself on the worn couch in Emma's office. The same worn couch Charles had counseled her on so many times, over so many things, for so many years.
"You're here, so there's no getting rid of you." Emma sighs. "I don't know what's right to do here."
"I won't stay where I'm not wanted, Emma, but this is my home." She says as she picks up the tattered, blue book on the table. "This is the one I levitated when I had to demonstrate my powers coming here. Fancy that being here." She attempted lighter conversation.
"Charles placed that there. After you died, he asked it not to be moved." Emma says as she slides a weary hand down her face. "He should be on his way back from Egypt to see you. He wants to talk to you about what the Shi'ar did to your family."
"Scott said something like that over the communications bridge of Corsair's ship." Jean looks away. "He also said that Sinister has suddenly become very interested in our bloodlines again."
A knock at the door brings Logan in, looking around almost as though he is nervous. "Uh, Scott sent me to make sure you girls are playing nice, and to come get you, Jeannie." One would have to be a fool not to see the look passed between Jean and Logan, and Emma was never anybody's fool.
"What's this now?" Emma asks. "You do move fast."
"We've been seeing each other long distance for awhile." Logan smiles his cocky smile. "It's been real open."
Down the hall, a conversation has been brewing. It's not an easy conversation, but it addresses the issues that have been lurking behind the closed oak doors of this old mansion.
"I still think what you're doing is wrong, Scott." Kitty argues in her eloquent politicians tongue. "I still think everything you did to Jean was wrong."
"I'm telling you for the last time, Jean, herself told me to move on." Scott pulls his hands through his hair. "I would have had to anyways. Why are we having this conversation now instead of ten years ago?"
"Ten years ago, I was young and my opinion meant squat, now that you've matured to my level, it seemed time." Kitty replies. "Besides, I'm the one having to console your daughter through her drunken haze over this. Where are you for her?"
"I'm here for her whenever she wants, Kitty." Scott looks at her crossly. "Besides, Rachel left me and changed her last name, what am I supposed to think? What am I going to do with her when she won't even return my calls?"
"That she's hurt and confused and needs your help more than ever." Kitty softens. "She needed you after John, Eileen and the twins were killed. You weren't there for her, you were with Emma, what was she going to think?"
"You're right, Kitty. You are, but I've got much I need to talk with Jean about right now. Can we finish this later?" He asks as he hears Logan's boots clunking down the hall.
"Later, Scott." She breathes easy. "But Pioter wants to talk to you too." So she leaves, and a new chapter begins.