A/N Hey guys, guess whose back? That's right me... and Ivy... don't forget Ivy. She's kind of important. So this is the sequel to Shifting Hearts!

I hope you like this story and you're not disappointed. So here we go. It will help if you read Shifting Hearts first please.

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Ivy's POV

I bit my lip to hold in my laughter as I watched Kitty struggle to lift the weights. Her legs came up to curl into her chest as she struggled to keep the barbell over her head. I shook my head and grabbed it, helping her place it back onto the metal bar.

"Never again," she panted tiredly, her eyes closing for a split second.

I leaned over her and chuckled, "you give up to quickly," I scolded, straightening up and fetching her a small sweat towel.

She nodded her thanks as she stood, calmly grabbing the towel, wiping her brow and the back of her neck before slumping against the wall. I smirked and walked over, looking at the weights and calculating in my head.

"Oh wow, 65 kilos, I'm impressed," I said sarcastically, walking back over to her.

Her eyes shot open and she glared, "shut up, just because you're freakishly strong," she muttered.

I huffed, "I am not freakishly strong, I just have a freakishly commanding boyfriend who thinks I need to be able to defend myself," I scoffed, "because turning into a giant wolf isn't enough,"

She nodded, "perfectly understandable," she commented as we walked out of the gym and headed over to the kitchen.

"How is that perfectly understandable?" I demanded, storming after her as she practically run to the fridge.

She giggled, but didn't answer as she chucked me a small bottle of water. I glared at her and waited for my answer but she skipped over to Piotr's side and sat down, making me stalk after her with a grumpy expression plastered on my face.

"What's perfectly understandable?" Logan asked, looking up at me from where I stood behind his chair.

I rolled my eyes as Kitty answered for me, "her freakishly commanding boyfriend making her lift weights and train because shifting into a giant wolf isn't enough," she said sarcastically, waving her hands around to emphasise what she was saying.

Logan sniffed at the freakishly commanding boyfriend part but simply nodded in agreement at the rest, "damn straight it's not enough," he grunted.

I nodded, "yeah, who knows, someone might bring out a giant squeaky toy," I said, rolling my eyes and shoving Logan's shoulder playfully.

He raised an eyebrow at me, "or a bone," he offered.

I didn't make another remark and instead squeeze his shoulder. Hard. He yelped and whacked at my hand but I had already removed it and headed over to the pantry to fetch a chocolate bar. I went back to his side and sat down, waiting as his arm went straight to the back of my chair.

"When will the kids leave?" I asked, licking my lips absently.

Logan shrugged, "normally all at different times, sometimes they leave as soon as the semester ends and sometimes Christmas morning," he said dismissively.

I nodded and offered him a bite of the bar before looking over at Kitty, "you going home this Christmas?" I asked, leaning forward.

She shook her head, her eyes cutting to Piotr for a split second, "not this year," she muttered.

I smiled at her thankfully and stretched lazily, my mind going to Christmas... it's most definitely my favourite holiday, especially now. My dad already said he couldn't make it, that he didn't have the money or the time to come back down here, so sadly I didn't have him but I did have my new family.

I had already been voted to help cook breakfast and after that was presents...

Oh crap.

I shot up out of my seat and looked over at Kitty briefly, "Do you know where Jean is?" I asked quickly.

Kitty looked thoughtful, "I think she's in her room, she was vomiting this morning or something like that," she shrugged off.

I nodded and bolted from the room, my feet automatically taking me over to where all the teacher's bedrooms were. Stumbling, I pushed the wooden door open without knocking and practically fell into Jean's room, looking up to meet the worried but amused eyes of one Jean Grey.

"Hey there," I said, one hand lifting up quickly in a wave before dropping onto the wooden floor with a resounding smack.

"Hello, may I help you?" she said back sarcastically before reaching down and offering a hand.

I grumbled, taking the hand and letting her pull me up, "Yes you can actually," I informed her watching her eyes light up with curiosity.

"How?" she stated bluntly.

I wringed my hands nervously, "well... Christmas is in a few weeks..." I trailed off, my hands waving uselessly in front of me.

She smirked and crossed her arms, "and you haven't brought any presents have you?" she asked.

I smiled, "Hehe... no," I stated, dropping my hands so they hung limply at my side, "I haven't,"

She chuckled, "well I can go shopping any day of any week at any time," she said proudly, her own hands falling to her sides as she walked over to her bed and sat down on the edge.

I frowned and followed her, "hey are you sure? Apparently you weren't feeling well this morning?" I said softly touching a hand to her knee.

She looked up with a pained smile, "I've just been feeling really sick lately, I feel fine now! It's just I vomited this morning and I don't know why!" she moaned, her hand coming up to cover her face, "but I'm always up for shopping," she mumbled through her fingers.

I smiled at her, "you probably just ate something," I said dismissively, making her shoulders suddenly droop.

"Yeah," she said, relief loud in her voice, "that chicken last night tasted bad," she said, her nose wrinkling as her hand hit her lap.

I nodded, "I know, I mean I understand it was the last day of the school year and everything... but really? Ordering out chicken and chips?" I complained, absently rubbing my own stomach.

She giggled, "I do not want to know how much that cost," she said, her eyes suddenly full of mirth, as silence fell over us.

I widened my own eyes and nodded along with her, letting the silence continue as I thought on what to say. I hadn't seen the Professor all day but I feel as though he's now balancing his check book... especially after feeding us all.

"Have you brought everyone's gifts yet?" I suddenly asked, changing the subject rapidly.

She blinked a few times before shaking her head, "not everyone's," she murmured, her voice dropping, becoming almost inaudible.

I looked at her, a frown forming on my features, "what's up?" I asked.

She shook her head, "nothing," she said too quickly, her eye darting around the room.

I gave her a disappointed look, "that basically just told me everything," I scoffed, turning to face her completely "what's wrong Jean?" I asked again.

She shrugged, "I don't know," she whispered, "something... feels wrong, sometimes I can ignore it but other times I just get this feeling... of dread," she said softly, her voice harbouring her confusion and a small inkling of fear.

I nodded, lifting a hand up to rub her shoulders soothingly, "I think I know what you need..." I trailed off, knowing she'd forget her fear for curiosity.

Her head snapped up, her eyes instantly boring into my own "what?" she demanded.

I chuckled, "I'd a say a new pair of pumps," I said before running my hands through her hair, "maybe a haircut?" I offered.

She smiled brightly, "I second that," she declared standing up and grabbing my hand, "let's go,"

I had worked for it all. I had looked over every last detail of the plan myself. I was as careful in the planning, as I was cunning. I went over everything, learnt every detail but no...

My plan had failed.

And when it had, I lost everything, my heart included, because of my own stupidity. My own misjudgement had made me loose it all. Everything in my life that had mattered didn't in that moment... and now nothing matters... only revenge.

I had been stupid, reckless and idiotic last time. But this time I wouldn't make the same mistakes. I would be careful in my deeds, picking them off one by one, watching as they broke down before dealing the finishing blow, finally ending it. I would watch and learn before striking... learn their weaknesses and strengths... I will kill them all

I have to plan it perfectly, make sure that this time it would be flawless and fool proof. Otherwise I would lose, like I did the last bloody time.

This time I would win and no one would stand in my way.

No one

Jean's POV

I felt my eyes snap open, my body jolting up in my bed before I sprinted into the bathroom, my feet stumbling across the wooden floor. I kneeled before the toilet quickly, empting my stomach of its contents, choking on tears. I swallowed, feeling my stomach clench painfully as I dry retched.

"Damn," I muttered my head spinning as I flushed the toilet, leaning my head against the cool stone.

As soon as my eyes closed, memories of the strange dream came flooding back along with s sense of dread I could almost call an old friend. I opened my eyes and stared at the white toilet, my mind working as I thought over what I could remember... which wasn't much.

I blinked lazily, my eyes burning as they begged me to shut them, begged me to let myself sleep. I shook my head and struggled to my feet, wobbling as I leant onto the counter. If I feel asleep now, I wouldn't be able to remember this stupid dream in the morning.

That's what happened last time. And this time when I woke up I didn't want a sense of dread followed by annoying feeling of not knowing what I actually feared. I wanted to know what it was... and deal with it.

I looked around tiredly, I had to sleep, but I had to write down something anything otherwise the information would be lost. I only had to write down something small, something that would trigger it all...

My hands fumbled for the soap, squirting some of the thick liquid onto my finger tips before reaching up to write on the pristine mirror. My hands worked as quickly as they could, my eyes drooping with each letter I wrote. I dropped my hand and swayed on the spot, my exhaustion starting to crawl through my veins.

Through half lidded eyes I surveyed my work, and through half lidded eyes I read the words...

I will kill them all... no one will stand in my way

First chapter good? It's good to be back so here we are!

-Taila