Storm was in the watch room taking a quick snooze. She was really tired lately and watching Chelsea was getting more boring by the second. She always thought that Chelsea would go far in her powers she just never imagined that she would join the Brotherhood.

When she awoke from her nap, she noticed that someone was in the room with Chelsea. She couldn't quite see the face but it looked like Bobby.

"What is Bobby doing down there?" Storm asks herself.

Then the door into the watch room turned and Bobby stumbled in looking like death. That's exactly how he felt too. He couldn't sleep at all last night because Chelsea's question kept replaying in his mind. Why was he still together with Rogue if he thought there was a possibility that him and Chelsea could get back together?

Storm looked back to the screens. She saw Chelsea take aim and fired three perfect fireballs at the cameras. Storm took off running with Bobby right behind her. She ran down to Chelsea's cell and noticed she was missing.

"She got away. Dammit" Storm said sadly and angrily walking back upstairs to tell the news to everyone.

Bobby stayed behind and noticed a lighter on the bed where Chelsea slept. Picking it up, Booby twirled it over in his hands for a few minutes before putting it in his pocket and following Storm upstairs.

"You will never believe what I found out." Mystique said proudly sitting beside Chelsea as she flew the jet back to the Brotherhood headquarters.

"What?" Chelsea said playing along for the fun of it.

" Okay so you know that really old guy that controls everyone's mind. Yea anyway apparently he is on his deathbed. He has only days before he is going to kick the bucket. " Mystique said it with glee. "Now the Brotherhood is going to be stronger then ever and no one has the power to stop us."

Chelsea couldn't believe it. No wonder the man didn't try to get inside her head the minute she stepped foot onto the Academy. He is on is deathbed.

"Professor Xavier is dying Bobby." Logan said.

Bobby couldn't believe his ears. The man that gave him hope is perilous times, who gave him courage in times of great despair was dying. It came as such a shock that Xavier was finally letting the merciless power of age bring him down.

The next words the Logan uttered sent his head spinning even more. "And he wants to see you."

Why would someone as great as the professor want to waste his last breaths on a Class 2 nineteen year old nobody like Bobby Drake?

"Okay," Bobby said meekly as he walked up the stairs to the professor's office. "What could it be about?" Bobby kept asking himself.

There was many possibilities why he could have been called to the professor's office. Starting with his actions today. Bobby didn't really have time to think of many more because when he finally reached the door, he noticed it was open and he walked right in.

"Come closer Bobby." a voice wheezed from the bed in the corner.

Bobby walked closer and his breath caught in his throat when he saw the mighty professor confined to his bed. His face was deathly pale and every breath he took looked like it hurt him.

The very sight of him almost brought tears to Bobby's eyes. "Yes Professor." Bobby whispered.

"Boy I am not dead yet. You could at least talk to me like I am alive." the professor chuckled then went into a coughing fit.

"Okay sir. What do you want me for?" Bobby asked again in a normal voice.

"Do you really think you are not worthy of my final breaths? Boy you are worthy of anything you want. Besides i am not really here to talk to you about your powers. I am here to talk about more important things. Matters of the heart." Professor Xavier said answering all of Bobby's unsaid questions.

Bobby looked at him questioningly. "Sir what do you mean by matters of the heart?" Bobby asked.

"Like your little scene a few days ago." the older man wheezed knowingly looking Bobby in the eye.

When he said this, Bobby blushed knowing what the professor was talking about. "Sir that was just a mistake. It was a slip-up. I am in love with Rogue and I always will be in love with her."

Bobby said but inside he was a little unsure. "Bobby if there is one thing you can learn from being in here today is that you never lie to a telekinetic." the professor chuckled. "Would it be okay with you if I take a look around in your mind for something to prove a point I have?"

"Sure"Bobby said relaxing as he felt the professor start to probe his mind.

The first image that popped up on to the screen next to the professor's bed was when Bobby was thirteen years old.

He was at a fair that the Academy took them to as a field trip. He was on a ferris wheel ride with Chelsea. He remembered she was deathly afraid of heights back then and he held her hand the entire time they were on the ride.

"That was very sweet of you." Professor Xavier said.

"Who really cares in the end? She never remembered it anyway." Bobby said.

"Don't be too sure of that. She has a picture of that very incident and as I remember she used to look at it every night." the professor replied.

"Let's look on to another memory." The next memory was the night that he and Chelsea first had sex. He told her he loved her and swore he would never leave her. "How did that night make you feel?" Xavier asked Bobby.

Bobby just stared mutely at the screen. Professor Xavier waited patiently until Bobby felt ready to answer. "It...made me feel amazing. I knew she was the one for me and that were completing our final act of love. I kind of regret it now because that night i made a promise that I didn't keep."

"Yes but doesn't everyone make promises they don't keep. She cannot blame you for something out of your control." Xavier told Bobby.

The image that appeared next was the night that Chelsea was discovered missing. Bobby for the first time in his life was crying on his bed calling her name but somehow knowing she was never coming back. Bobby hated this memory.

"Get it off the screen now!"

"Bobby. You need to look at these memories to discover the true meanings of the heart."

"I said Get it off the screen now!" Bobby ordered again.

"As you wish." Xavier said.

Another image immediately replaced that one. It was the fight between the X-men and Chelsea. Bobby saw himself shoot the ice blast at her.

When he did, Chelsea was starting to fall. He saw himself race over to her and keep her from falling on the hard rocks.

"What does the vision have to do with the other ones? This one is more recent and you are trying to tell me to let got of the past."

"Is that what you think I am doing?" Professor Xavier wheezed. " Things are more complicated then that.

We'll have to keep searching if you don't already see why I have called you here."

The next image was one that Bobby knew very well. It was the scene that was playing in his head over and over again.

"What do all these mean? Why are you showing me these?"

He was getting tired of the mind games and the constant guessing.

"Look Bobby. I don't really like getting involved in my students' personal matters but with you..you need a little guidance. Think about what all these images mean to you. Why they are so valuable to you."

"Is it..is it because I still like her..Chelsea i mean?" Bobby questioned. "Is that why these images mean so much to me...because I still like her?"

The Professor let out another wheezy chuckle. "Boy I wish I could 'like' people with the intensity you 'like' Chelsea?"

"So are you saying I love her still?" Bobby asked sitting down on the couch nearest the bed. "Yea I do love her. That would explain everything. But Sir" Bobby said looking up "I can't love her. She is the enemy. She betrayed this Academy and everything we stand for. Loving her would just be wrong."

"Yes she has betrayed this Academy Bobby but has she ever betrayed you?" Xavier asked. "I think not."

As much as Bobby wanted the professor to be wrong, he knew he wasn't. Bobby Drake was in love with Chelsea Kessler.