Disclaimer: Same as always. Not mine, but like I said, X-Mas is coming up!!!!!!!!!!! (I wish!) Oh and all songs mentioned are property of their copyrighters and singers none belong to me.
A/N: Well, let's see... this is a happy chapter compared to last chappy's tense, anxious feeling. Oh, and telepathic conversations are italics and thoughts have the person's name and before and afterand the person's name, just so you know. Well, I hope you like!
Jean stared into Logan's intense hazel eyes and confused asked, "Why?"
"What do you think Jeannie?" Logan asked heaving a deep sigh and pulling forward since the car infront of them had left. He leant out of the window and while he talked to the man confirming their IDs Jean pondered what he meant.
JeanWhat does he mean? Does he think that I'll start going on missions and get hurt? Or that I'll hurt myself in the Danger Room sometime? Or that I'm not going to like it there and leave without him? Or... wait! No! He thinks I'm going to go back to Scott! How could he think that after all we have together?Jean
As Logan pulled his head back into the Explorer, Jean watched as he followed where the guard motioned to get around. "Logan?"
"Yea?" Logan answered once they had made it safely back onto the American road.
"I think I know what you meant when you said you were afraid of losing me," Jean said again.
"Hmm?" Logan asked. Wondering if she had actually figured out why he was stressed.
"Do you think that...that I'm...that I'm going to go back to...to Scott?" Jean asked sheepishly. Secretly hoping this was the case besause it would be quite embarrasing if it wasn't and this was one of the only things she had thought about that she could reassure him about. She looked towards her husband as he kept his gaze intent on the highway infront of them. Seeing him nod slightly she sighed.
"Logan baby, you have nothing to worry about. As far as I go, I have the perfect life. I have two children who are beautiful and healthy and smart and I love them," pausing to let this sink in she then started again, "and I have one of the most intellegent and nicest and caring AND sexiest husbands in the world."
"Just one of them?" Logan asked and mocked being stabbed in the heart painfully.
Giggling, Jean leaned over at the next stop light and placing her hand on his chin to make him look her way, then kissed him on his smirking face.
They drove the next few hours in a comfortable silence, most of the way atleast. The only time they talked much was when the children woke up and asked how long it would be until they got there and then the both of them just collapsed against their boosters again, drawn back into a peacful sleeping bliss. And the when the song Come To Me by Diddy and Nicole Scherzinger came on Logan started playfully acting "gangster" and rapping Diddy's part while Jean would sing, in a voice Logan had learned was actually very good, Nicole's part.
When they were about an hour and a half from the mansion Jean decided she wanted to listen to her favorite country singer, Tim McGraw, so she popped in his CD Live Like You Were Dying. Jean skipped around and insisted on listening to her favorite songs first so they listened to How Bad Do You Want It, My Old Friend, Live Like You Were Dying, Drugs Or Jesus, Just Be Your Tear, and Do You Want Fries With That, before she settled herself in and simply let the CD play from the beginning.
About twenty mintues away from the mansion and Jean was starting to get antsy so Logan pulled out ole' Tim and popped in one of the only country CDs he liked, Diamond Rio. It was "their" song playing when they reached the mansion gates. The lyrics of Hold Me Now from their CD Unbelievable were playing in the Grey family's ears as they reached the driveway. Stepping out of the SUV, the lyrics still hummed in their heads and little Griffin was humming the tune along with his father.
Logan scooped Griffin out of the booster and onto his hip and Jean had done the same with Ally. Telekinetically dragging along their bags, Jean sat them down when they reached the door and Logan reached to his wrist and snapped open the little chain that reminded him of the chain that had once held his dog tags. But this chain held the key to his old home, Xavier's Institute For Giften Youngsters, on it.
Praying to whatever God there really was that the key still worked, he slipped it into the keyhole and turned. Releasing a sigh of relief when it succesfully turned and he heard the light, click, of the lock, he turned towards Jean and smiled brightly. She returned the expression.
Opening the door, both Jean and Logan smirked amusedly when their children gasped at the interior which, although the exterior had seemed huge to them, must've looked massive compared to anything that was in their little Canadian town.
Reaching the hallway that lead to the kitchen, which at the time of day it was, lunch time, was where everyone would be Jean and Logan braced themselves for the worst. Almost to the end of the corridor, they heard in their heads, We're in the recreation room Mr and Mrs Grey from a still lively sounding Charlse Xavier
Smirking at each other, they sat their bags down in the corridor and headed towards the rec. room. Reaching it, they heards familiar voices and new ones, too. All cheerful conversation tappered off when Logan and Jean pushed open the doors and looked around the room. They both smiled lightly and Logan muttered an embarrased, "Surprise."
Hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Return next time to figure out who all is still at and is new at Prof X's!