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Scott packed his last shirt into his suit case and zipped it up. He had decided the night before after the funeral; he was going to leave the mansion for a while. He talked to Professor Charles Xavier early in the morning and told his mentor he would be leaving. Charles was saddened by the news, but understood this is what Scott needed to do.
A knock at the door drew his attention away from his luggage. "Come in." Scott called. The black door knob turned and the brown wooden door opened to reveal Ororo and Logan.
"We heard you were leaving." Ororo said as she entered the room and heard Logan close the door behind them.
"For a while. Yeah. I can't stay here anymore. At least not at the moment." Scott whispered and dragged his suitcase off his queen-sized bed he had once shared with Jean.
"Where ya goin'?" Logan asked and folded his arms over his broad chest.
"I don't know yet. I'll go anywhere that doesn't remind me of . . . " Scott stopped for a moment as his voice choked. Everyone was still recovering from Jean's death, but for Scott it had been the hardest. It felt like just yesterday he held her in his arms and promised everything would be alright. He had let her down and never felt guiltier in his entire life. "Who I lost." He whispered.
"You are always welcome here." Ororo told him and rested a hand on his shoulder. "We will never forgot you and be waiting for when you return." She stated.
Scott gave the white-haired goddess a weak smile and nodded. He knew the X-Men would be in good hands with Ororo and Logan in charge. "Take care, and stay safe." He told Ororo as she hugged. When they broke apart, he turned to Logan who held out his hand.
"See ya around, bub." Logan said and shook the other man's hand in a firm hand shake. Scott nodded. He released the other man's hand and watched as Scott exited the bedroom and down the hallway.
"I can't believe how things are falling apart." Ororo sighed and sat down on the bed. She rested her chin on the knuckles of her hand and stared at the door.
"I know." Logan said and sat down next to her.
"It seems like just yesterday the three of us had met. Now Jean is gone. Scott has left. I am the only one left besides you." She sighed. Logan wrapped an arm around her and brought her closer to him. Her head rested against his shoulder.
"I know, darlin'. I know." He said softly. "I swear. I ain' gonna leave ya either." Logan vowed to her as he rocked the upset woman. "Scott will be back. He just needs ta clear his head." He assured her. During his past, he couldn't remember if he had been uncomfortable in these kinds of situations. The past week had made him very uncomfortable. He had to take charge around the mansion and comfort people such as Ororo, Rogue, and some of the younger students who he could hear cry at night.
'Makes me respect Scott a lot more.' Logan thought to himself, wondering how Scott had been able to hold his head high no matter what situation. He never realized how much he underestimated the other man. He only thought of him as some jealous boyfriend with a stick up his ass.
Ororo pulled away from Logan and tried to calm herself. She knew Logan was still grieving because of Jean, but never showed it. "I'm sorry." She told him. "I know you loved Jean and it's not fair you have to comfort everyone else." She said and was about to get up, when he pulled her back down.
"No, it's alright." He told her and sighed. "I loved Jean with all my heart." He stated and bowed his head. "But in the end she chose the man she really loved: Scott. I may have wanted her to choose me, but I respected her no matter what."
Ororo gave Logan and small hug. "You're a wonderful man, Logan. I'm so glad you are on our side." She whispered and buried her head into his chest.
Logan began to stroke Ororo's white hair, enjoying the feeling of the strands in his finger tips. He had always thought highly of her, but now he was beginning to have other feelings for the white-haired woman that he hadn't expected to surface
Rec. Room
"I can't believe it's already been a week." Jubilee sighed as she sat on the couch and watched Kitty, Piotr, and Bobby play pool.
"Ah know. It's been hard." Rogue said to her friend.
"Especially for you guys. I mean. You two were actually there when Miss. Grey lifted the jet and got hit by the wave." Kitty said and rested her chin on the tip of the pool stick.
"It is a terrible lose that it seems everyone is taking responsibility for." Piotr commented. During the past week, the Professor had blamed himself for not helping. Storm kept saying she should have been out there and could have stopped the water. Scott and Logan both said they should have stopped her before she left the jet.
"I heard the Mr. Summers is leaving or has already left." Bobby told the group as he shot at the yellow ball with the pool stick.
"Dear god, does this mean Logan is going to be teaching the Danger Room sessions?" Kitty asked.
"Yes, bright and early at five in the morning." Piotr answered his friend, who looked horrified.
"But that's too early. I wouldn't mind it if it was later." Kitty whined and leaned against the wall.
"Hey, can Ah talk ta ya in the hall?" Rogue whispered to Jubilee. Their three friends didn't notice as the two of them snuck out of the room. Once they were in the hallway, Jubilee turned to Rogue.
"So, what's up?" Jubilee asked her best friend.
"Ah've been havin' problems with Bobby." Rogue replied hesitantly. Her black haired friend raised an eyebrow and looked at her.
"What kind of problems? The two of you seem perfect together." Jubilee stated.
"Ah don't know what it is. Every time Ah look at him, Ah don't feel the same connection. Ah mean don't get meh wrong, Ah love him. But it's more of like how a sister loves a brother." Rogue answered.
"When did this start?" The Asian girl asked curiously.
"After Alkali Lake. He kept comforting meh, like how Logan did. After a day or two, it felt weird thinking of kissing him or anything else." Rogue replied.
"Hm, the only advice I would suggest is talking to him. I mean you guys are great friends. You don't want to lose that." She suggested.
"Yeah." Rogue whispered and looked towards the floor.
"What is it?" Jubilee asked and rested a hand on her friends shoulder.
"What if Ah can't find someone else though? Ah mean Bobby accepts meh and isn't afraid of meh or mah powers. There aren't many people that do or will." Rogue sighed.
"Hey come on. Don't talk that way. I mean you are in a school filled with people who aren't accepted by society because we are all mutants. There are going to be plenty of boys chasing after you." Jubilee assured her friend with a grin.
"Ya think so?" Rogue looked up at Jubilee with a small smile.
"Of course. Now come on. I wanna watch Kitty kick Piotr and Bobby's ass's at pool." She dragged her friend back into the Rec. Room.
Magneto's Base
John grumbled as he walked down the hallway of the base. He wasn't getting along well with one of Magneto's new recruits. 'Of all the people he could have picked, why the hell did he pick that arrogant idiot.' He thought to himself and entered the warehouse area.
He saw a few of the other new members of Magneto's team working on something in the back. 'This is turning into another X-Men Mansion.' He thought to himself bitterly. The reason he joined up was because he wanted some action, and so far Magneto's team was as boring as the X-Men's.
"Get the hell away from me!" He heard a female voice yell and an SNIKT noise echoed through the building. John gazed over to see Pietro arguing with a girl with long brown hair and two long knives sticking out of her hand.
'She reminds me of . . . nah, couldn't be.' John thought to himself.
"Fine but don't come running to when you need help!" Pietro shouted at the girl and walked off and right into his sister, Wanda.
"I thought I told you to stop flirting with girls who aren't interested." Wanda said to her twin brother.
"I can't help it if I attract the ladies!" Pietro grinned at her and sped off before she could insult him.
"How can you understand what he is even saying?" John asked as he approached her.
"Years of experience and being annoyed by him." Wanda growled and looked at Pyro. She raised an eyebrow. 'Guess not all of his recruits are half bad.' She thought to herself as she looked John up and down. "Why are you here?" She asked him. "You were here before me and my brother arrived."
"I joined about a week or so ago. To tell you the truth, I thought there would be more excitement here. I mean, Magneto keeps talking about how mutants should rule the world, but hasn't done anything about it yet." He grumbled.
"You know, I use to wish that mutants and humans could live together in harmony. There would be a lot less death and chaos around the world for both races. I always thought my dads dream and ideas were stupid. I mean, he's tried already. We saw on the news about Liberty Island. All he did was make things worse for mutants afterwards." She sighed. "But now I am thinking it is the only way. People need to be ruled because they fear us and want us gone." Wanda growled.
"Sorry about your sister." John said, knowing that's the main reason why she joined up with her father.
"So am I." Wanda whispered. "She never once hurt anyone. From what we heard, she went to a party and was wearing a wig. Someone pulled it off and revealed her green hair. People got scared and some went after her. One person said they saw her clutching her head before she noticed everyone was mad at her for being a mutant. She then took off and that was the last anyone has heard from her."
"Maybe there is a chance she is still alive." John told her.
"No, our dad apparently called Charles Xavier and asked him to try and locate Lorna. I was surprised he did it, but they were best friends at one point. Anyways, he wasn't able to pick up her mind anywhere." Wanda sighed and tried her best to remain calm. There was no way she was going to let a stranger see her cry.
John hesitated for a moment and then wrapped an arm around Wanda's shoulders and brought her close. "I'm sorry." He said.
Wanda's first instincts were to shove this guy to the ground or hex him into the wall, but at the moment she just liked being held. She couldn't remember the last time someone had done this for her, or if anyone had ever tried.
"Thanks." She whispered.
End of Chapter 2
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