Changes Sequel II Covenant

by Dark Phoenix Rising

In the battle against Apocalypse, Sinister and the 4 Horseman the XMen unite with other groups of the Marvel universe. But who will be the winner in this war and which weapon will decide it? And...who will survive in the end? Sequel 3 TEASER up! Jan 23!

10. Chapter 10

Author's noteJust one thing, since I was just told about it: If writers of you want to use names, sentences or whatsoever from other author's stories: Please ask the author first before just using them. I was just informed about someone, who has just used the names of the Grey children and I think it's unfair to do so without asking, because I always have a hell of a time to pick names. : ( It's just nicer and fairer to ask first, I do the same and I also write above the chapters if ideas etc were taken from Marvel comics or someone else.

So I just follow the advice and say: All non Marvel characters (Jack, Lily, Jamie, Tommy, Alex, Luna) were created by me, so the copyright, therefore, is with me, including their names and character.

I don't want to overreact, but I think using 3 from 5 names is just a bit too obvious. Especially when also reviewers notice that. Since that person apologized, it's okay.

Other than that:

Since Reviewer Number 50 (I don't know who it was anymore, so if this one reads this, please let me know!) had wished for a specific hair scene between Logan and his daughters, here it finally is! ; )

The name Jean-Luc is pronounced French (for those of you, who don't know it). So it's similar to the English name Sean. Hope that helps.

Ragdogtwo: Due to the server problems, I got 45 messages from I read yours today (April 28th). I'll keep it in mind. ; ) Thanks for the help!!

Changes Sequel – II. Covenant Part 10

While they were occupied with preparing dinner together with Heather, Narya and Ororo, Jean and Logan were surprised as the backdoor went open, making a loud noise as the door hit the wall, and two girls rushed into the kitchen. "Mommy!" Lily said aloud, making the redhead think that something was wrong.

"What's wrong, honey?" Jean asked her and stopped cutting the vegetables, while Logan looked briefly up from preparing the meat.

The dark haired girl grabbed her mother's skirt and gave her the sweetest look possible. "Can you teach Ray and me how to ride a horse?" she asked hopefully.

"The other girls do that, too!" Rachel added with a weak pout, since she had noticed their mother's surprised look.

"Actually, sweeties," Ororo giggled. "…your mommy's afraid of horses."

"I'm not!" Jean protested and turned to Logan for help. "Right?"

As a simple answer he cocked an eyebrow at her and cleaned his hands on a towel. "How am I supposed t'know?"

"Japan?" she reminded him and crossed her arms.

"I was there with ya, so it ain't a proof that ya ain't afraid of horses, darlin'," Logan simply said and made Heather laugh.

"What a gentlemen, huh?" she said. "My dear, your wife wanted support from you!"

"I do support her!" he grunted, when Jean only rolled her eyes and took the towel from him to clean a knife on it.

"And, my dear Ororo, I am NOT afraid of horses, I just don't know how to ride," she said matter of factly, not seeing Logan's smirk behind her.

"Actually, you're a pretty good rider, baby," he teased her mentally. The smug grin was still visible on his lips when she turned around with widened eyes, cheeks blushed and slapped him with the towel after a moment. Unimpressed by it, he chuckled.

"What is that about now?" Narya asked Ororo in a whisper, since she didn't understand what was going on all of a sudden.

Only shrugging, Ororo quickly ducked as Jean took another swing. "I think he's made a dirty remark mentally."

"Jean!" Logan cried and quickly jumped behind the counter to try and get a hold on the towel.

"You are so…," Jean hissed and gave him a glare, while her two girls only exchanged a look in confusion.

"What? It was the truth, darlin'!" Logan gave back with a grin and finally managed to grab the towel.

"Pig!" she shot back.

Sighing, Ororo dared to come a bit closer again. "What did you say, hm?" she asked Logan, but he only shrugged, as suddenly someone stamped his foot.

"What about us?!" Lily demanded to know and looked to and fro between her parents, while her arms were crossed in front of her chest.

"Right!" Rachel nodded and gave her parents the same look.

Jean suddenly began to smile and crossed her arms, too. "I'm pretty sure your daddy shows you. Right, hon?" she asked him.

"He knows how to ride a horse?!" Ororo asked aloud and gave him a skeptical look.

"Yes, he does," the redhead smiled with a nod. "Right, daddy?"

Just as she'd said it, the two girls ran over to their father and clung to his leg, giving him their best smiles and puppy-dog-eyes-looks. "Daddy?" both purred and saw how he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah…," Logan sighed and his hands were instantly grabbed by his daughters.

"You're the best daddy in the world!" both smiled happily.

Seeing the glare she received from him, Jean only shrugged with a satisfied smile. "Then go ahead!" she said and made him cock an eyebrow at her.

"Now?!"

"Yeah, come on!" Lily said and began to drag him over to the door.

"Here're enough girls to handle the kitchen, honey," Jean purred and gave him her loser-smile. "And since we won't eat before 6:30, which is in a bit more than 2 hours, you've plenty of time to teach your daughters something useful. So, go ahead!" Before he could reply anything else, she'd helped her daughters to push him out of the door with her powers.

"They really have him wrapped around their fingers, huh?" Heather smiled.

"Not only they have!" Narya said and winked at Jean. "Right?"

"He really liked to embarrass you mentally, hm?" Ororo asked the redhead, who waved off with a smile.

"You know him, don't you?" she asked back.

"Yeah, I think I can recall a boring meeting that too place a few years ago and that I found the two of you in…," she began as Jean cut her quickly off by throwing the towel at her.

"'Ro!"

On the outside, Logan brought a black horse out of the stable, followed by Lily and Rachel, who both watched how he put a black saddle onto the back of the horse and made sure that it was really tight before he turned around. He couldn't hide his smirk, since both girls stared at the horse in awe and with big eyes. "I told ya the smallest is still to huge for ya," he reminded them. "Ya sure ya wanna do it?" Seeing their nods, he shrugged. "'Kay." After pulling himself up, he looked down on them. "Who's the first?" he asked and watched how both girls exchanged a look, obviously waiting for the other one to reply first. Seeing it, he couldn't help but chuckle. "I said it's too early for ya, didn't I?"

"It's not!" Lily pouted outraged and made her father chuckle again.

"Right!" Rachel nodded to support her sister.

Nodding playfully, Logan gave them a smirk. "So ya wanna tell me you're not scared, eh?" he teased them.

"We're not afraid!" Rachel protested and gave Lily a look. "Right?"

"Right!" this one nodded.

"I see…," Logan smirked. "So, who's the first then?" he asked once more and this time both girls stepped forward at once with a loud "I am!".

A few hours later, after the dinner was prepared, Jean let out a loud frustrated sigh and glared at the two chopsticks in her hand. "Do you know how to eat with them?" Heather asked her skeptically since in her opinion, the other redhead could rather poke out someone's eyes with the sticks, instead of managing to eat food with it.

"He taught me, but…," Jean began and tried once more to pick up a small piece of chicken, but it didn't work again, which got her a loud laughter of Ororo.

"Don't let him see that you've forgotten something he gave you a lecture on!" she reminded her. "You know how huffy he is when it comes to that."

"Lecture on what?" Logan suddenly asked and all heads turned towards him.

"Had fun?" Narya asked the girls in hope to distract Logan.

"Yeah!" Lily cheered with a happy smile and Rachel pulled on Jean's skirt.

"Mommy? Daddy said we can do that again. Can we?"

"Sure," the redhead nodded. "Now go upstairs and wash your hands. Dinner's ready soon!"

When the kid's stormed out of the kitchen, Logan stepped behind his wife and frowned when he saw what she tried to hide. "Lecture on what?" he asked again.

"How to eat with these things," she gave in and held them up, when he chuckled. "What?" Jean asked irritated.

"Who do ya want to kill with them?"

Sighing, Jean gave him a look. "Logan, how do I take care of these sticks again?" she asked once more when he pulled her against his body.

"Well…," he began in a whisper and smirked again. "…ya could take care of my stick instead, darlin'…"

Blushing again and praying that really only she had heard it, Jean suddenly noticed how Ororo tried to hide her grin behind her hand. She turned around in his grip and gave him a slap against the chest. "You are so…," she began but he only chuckled.

"What did you say this time?" Heather asked him with a shake of her head.

"You know him, don't you?" Jean sighed and turned to Logan again. "Pig!"

"Look who's talkin', darlin'," he gave back and grabbed her.

Noticing that he was about to do something again, she began to intervene before he could even say or think what he wanted to. "Ah, ah!" she made, but he had already turned her around, do that her back was to him, while he paid attention to the others.

"She's not that innocent, believe me!"

"Actually, it's your fault, Logan!" Ororo said. "Before she married you, she was the innocence in person."

He couldn't help but give a laugh. "That's what you think, 'Ro!"

"No, she's right!" Jean protested.

"Is she?" he asked and wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her closer.

Nodding, Jean tried to pick up the piece of chicken with the sticks again. "You are a very bad influence."

"Am I?"

"Yes you are!" Ororo nodded and received a shrug from him.

"Well, my wife never complaints, 'Ro," he gave back when Narya shook her head.

"Sounded to me as if she just did, Logan."

Nodding playfully, he pulled her closer and nuzzled her neck. "Did you?" he asked her huskily and smirked when she shivered.

"How does this work again?" Jean asked to change the subject and held up the sticks.

"Evader!" he teased her and heard her groan in frustration.

"Come on, show me," she pleaded, but he'd already put the sticks correctly into her hands.

"Remember," Logan said before he walked over to the door to go upstairs and change his clothing. "You wanna eat with them and not poke someone eyes out. The chicken's already dead by the way." After saying it, he quickly left before she could even raise the towel with her powers.

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Due to some noises, as inaudible as they were, his senses picked up on, Logan opened his eyes drowsily and raised his head a bit. "What are ya doin'?" he asked Jean and turned his head to give his watch a brief look. "It's 4 a.m., Jeannie…," he groaned and buried his face in his pillow again. "Why are ya getting' dressed so early?"

Straightening her clothes quickly, she went over to give him a kiss as an apology. "I'm sorry for waking you," she said quietly. "But Hank just knocked and said he needs my help."

"For what?!" he asked and raised his head a bit. "It's 4 a.m. damn it. Did he lose a hair from his fur or what's so fuckin' important?"

"Rogue's boy is coming," she tried to soothe him and could tell that he was awake in a rush. "So, if I am not back for breakfast, would you please prepare the children for the day?"

"Yeah," he nodded sleepily again and buried his head in his arms. "Keep me updated," he added in a mumble and she nodded before she got up.

"Try to sleep again," Jean said quietly and opened the door as he raised his head again.

"I bet 20 bucks that the Cajun faints," Logan offered and could see her shaking her head with a smile. "Tell her good luck!"

"I will. Night!" she said and closed the door behind her.

When he woke up a few hours later the redhead was pulling on his blanket and gave him a more or less stressed look. "You're still in bed?!" Jean asked him and put her hands to her hips.

Thinking he has slept who knows how long, Logan turned his head briefly just to cock an eyebrow when he looked at his watch. "It just turned 10," he grunted and looked back at her.

"Jeez, Logan, you know that we still have to prepare our Girls Party, so I told you that you have to get up a bit earlier to take care of the children," she scolded him. "Thank God, I came up to check on you again. Would you get up now and prepare the children for the day?"

"Hm…," he nodded and let himself fall backwards again with closed eyes.

Shaking her head, she grabbed his clothing from the ground and threw it at him. "Get up!"

Logan let out a low growl and pulled his shirt and jeans from his face to give her a glare. "Slave driver!" he mumbled when she turned around at the door again.

"Bellyacher!" Jean gave back. "Move your butt, sleepyhead, or I'll ask 'Ro to summon a rain cloud right above your head."

"Wanna have a whip, darlin'?" Logan asked her with a cocked eyebrow and sat slowly up. "Suits ya today…" He got slowly up, his hair more than tousled and stretched.

Watching him, Jean shook her head. "Someone's moody, hm?" she asked with a smile. "Your daughters are waiting, hon. Now move! I'm downstairs with Marie again."

Rolling his eyes he got slowly dressed and yawned once more before he ran his hands through his messy hair. When Logan left the room, he instantly run into his daughters, who were already waiting for him at the twins' room door. "You're already dressed?" he asked them confused. "And why does mommy tell me to prepare ya if you're already ready?!"

"We aren't!" Rachel said and shook her head. "We still need help with out hair."

Looking at them, he cocked an eyebrow and crossed his arms. "Why? You're hair's fine."

"Mommy wanted to braid it today and she said you'd do it, daddy," Lily told him and her father's arms sank slowly.

"Yeah, she did!" Rachel nodded and held up a brush and a small, transparent box with stuff in it he'd never seen before. Still, he couldn't believe what he was supposed to do…

"She said I'd braid your hair?!" Logan asked in disbelief, still in hope this was just a bad dream, but the girls nodded. "Now she'd completely outta her mind… You hair's fine like that."

"But mommy promised to braid our hair today, daddy!" Rachel pouted.

"Right, ya said it. Mommy did and I ain't mommy," he replied as also Lily began to pout and gave him her best puppy-dog-eyes look.

When the girl crossed her arms and lowered her head a bit, he knew what would follow next. "Daddy!" she said warningly, but he didn't even think about giving in.

"Kid, I've no idea how that works!" Logan tried to convince them.

"But parents are supposed to know how it works," his eldest daughter gave back and made him sigh. "Mommy said Uncle Scott knows how to do it, too!"

Hearing it, Logan gave a snort. "'f course he does," he grunted and rolled his eyes. "He's a sissy," he spat.

"What's a sissy, daddy?" Rachel asked him with a frown and he pulled a face when he realized his mistake. If Jean fount out about this, she'd definitely kill him.

Nevertheless he replied in the only way he could. "Scott!" he grunted and reluctantly took the comb from her. "I warned ya!" he added and sat down on Lily's bed while Rachel sat down between his legs. He began to comb through her long and even red hair, while the girl carefully watched him inside of the mirror. While he brushed the hair a bit longer than necessary, he tried to remember how braided hair looked like and just began to do something.

"That's wrong, daddy!" Rachel said instantly and heard him sigh behind her.

"Stop movin' around!" Logan growled since the girl was tilting her head to get a better look on what he was doing in the mirror.

"But this isn't right!" she insisted and turned her head to the other side, receiving a full growl from him.

"I bind ya to the bed, kid!" he warned her and made her finally stop. Concentrating on his work again, he went on, now also closely watched by Lily, who jumped onto the bed and was looking over his shoulder.

"Daddy, that's too much hair!" she lectured him, making him groan in annoyance. So he just let some strands fall. "No, that was wrong, too," she sighed.

Stubbornly going on with his task, Logan just ignored the on-going complaints and went on. When he thought he was finally done, he grabbed a hair band out of the transparent box, as Rachel shrieked.

"You can't use this one!" she told him and he cocked an eyebrow, by now more than on the edge of his patience.

"WHY NOT?!" he asked her aloud.

"They are my favorite," Lily replied and snatched the band from him. "Ray likes the green ones."

Rolling his eyes and heaving a very deep breath, Logan shook his head. "Do me a favor and shave off that wool," he growled and took the green band to finish his work.

Watching him, Rachel played with another band. "Which wool, daddy?" she asked with a frown.

"The stuff on your head that you call hair!" he grunted. "What's the matter with chicks and rat's tails anyway?"

"What does chicks mean?" Lily asked him next and he ran a hand through his face in frustration.

"Girls…," he simply said when he noticed the frown on Rachel's forehead.

"But what has a girl to do with rat's tails, daddy?" she asked him in confusion and he waved off to avoid any other question.

"Never mind… Next!" When he was about to turn his head to Lily, he noticed the redhead's skeptical look as she looked at her hair in the mirror. "What?!" Logan growled and narrowed his eyes warningly.

"Nothing…," the girl waved quickly off and made room for Lily to sit down next.

"But braid my hair, daddy!" the girl told him and made him cock an eyebrow again.

"I braided hers, too," he grunted but she shook her head.

"No," Rachel added and began to pull on the mess on her head.

"Yeah…I did!" Logan said slowly and gave her a look.

"But mommy does it differently, daddy… And Ray's hair looks like a….," Lily thought about a word that suited the mess. "…like a bird's nest," she finally concluded.

"Bird's nest?!" her father repeated a bit outraged and glared at her in the mirror. "That's it!" Grabbing Lily, who quickly wanted to run off, he pinned her between his legs and took every hair band he could grab. "Don't ya even dare to move, kid!" he growled and began to work.

---

A bit later, Logan left the elevator in the basement and gave the man who was pacing in front of the door to the infirmary a confused look. "Hey Cajun," Logan said and Remy turned around. "Is somethin' wrong with Rogue?!"

"Non," the man replied and let out a loud sigh.

"Then why are ya not with your girl, eh?" Logan asked him a bit angered, since he'd experienced too often how hard it was for the woman and that they needed every support the man could offer. "She needs ya!"

"Non, Marie doesn't need Remy," Remy replied and shook his head when he saw that Logan narrowed his eyes to study him. "Really!"

"Did ya faint or asked stupid questions?" his opposite demanded to know and crossed his arms. "Did ya try to give her advises or told her it's not so bad?" he asked next, but Remy shook his head. "Then what?"

"Remy was thrown out," the man replied depressed and gave the door another look.

Logan turned his head and concentrated on what was going on behind the huge door, before he turned back to Remy. "Listen, I don't know what ya did, Cajun, but Rogue needs ya in there. So move your butt and go back inside!"

"Remy can't. Marie made it clear that she doesn't want to have Remy inside."

"What the hell did you do?!" Logan asked him with a cocked eyebrow and tried to imagine what the man could have done that Rogue, the calm, nice Rogue he knew, had freaked out and thrown the father out while she gave birth.

"Remy was nervous and held a card," his opposite shrugged and Logan groaned.

"You made a card explode?" he asked him in disbelief and Remy nodded, obviously ashamed. "Good God, pull yourself together and get back inside, kid!" Logan said and pushed him over to the room. "And no but's or such shit, go and hold your girl's hand or I'll give ya a good kick, got that?" Waiting for Remy to obey his order, he only rolled his eyes and leant back against the wall with crossed arms to wait. After he paced for a while and concentrated on the noises he was able to pick up all around him, the door suddenly went aside and Jean came out.

"I knew it was you," she smiled and ran a hand through her face.

"So?" he only asked and waited for the news.

"So what?" she asked back and slowly got rid off her white lab coat, when he let out an annoyed groan. "It's the right punishment for you, mister! Lily and Rachel kept on telling me what you've done with their hair and that Aunt 'Roro had to fix it!"

Shrugging nonchalantly, Logan came a bit closer. "I told them I can't braid hair, so what?"

"Oh, so instead of learning it, you turn our daughters into hair monsters and let them run around like that?" Jean asked and raised an eyebrow. "Maybe I should braid your hair and teach you how to do it correctly?" she added with a grin.

Logan rolled his eyes and knew she enjoyed keeping the news away from him. "So?!" he asked once more and gave her an annoyed look.

"I'm not mistaken that you didn't sleep well, right?" the redhead asked instead and hid her smile when he narrowed his eyes. "You are so moody today, it's terrible."

"Well, sue me," he grunted. "And again, so?"

"A Jean-Luc, as they wanted," she finally said with a smile. "And Marie has finally calmed down enough to let Remy come closer again."

"He really blew up the interior?"

"Nearly, if I hadn't stopped the explosion in the last second," Jean nodded. "But, you lost your bet, hon. He didn't faint!"

Letting out a snort, he briefly looked towards the door. "She's alright?" he asked with a nod at it.

"Yes, she is," she replied. "She already said you'll be the first of us to see the baby."

Logan smirked. "Well, what else?" he asked her and she bit her lip with a smile.

"By the way, you're really sure you want to watch over all children, during the party?"

"I said it, didn't I?"

"Over ALL of them?" Jean asked again and noticed his frown. "I mean…that's nine children in total, Logan. You sure you can handle that?"

"No, actually I can't," he gave back. "I mean…we only have 5, so…." He shrugged and gave her a cocked eyebrow.

Shrugging, too, she began to make her way to the changing stall. "It was just a thought…," she said and gave him a smile.

"Hey!" Logan suddenly said and made her stop.

"What?" Jean asked in confusion.

"Think about it, darlin'," he said and came slowly closer. "First, ya interrupt my sleep while pulling on my blanket, then ya throw my clothing at me, then ya force me to braid hair and now ya think I'm incapable of dealing with kids."

"And?" she asked, still not knowing what he meant.

"Well,…don't ya think you've forgotten something in between?" Logan asked with a cocked eyebrow. "Something that lays between waking me and throwing things at me?" Thinking about it very carefully, she shrugged and heard him sighing in frustration, before he pulled her into a rough kiss. "That for an instance?" Logan asked and let go of her with a shake of his head.

"Actually I wanted to do this after cleaning up, you know," Jean apologized with a smile.

"And actually ya know that I also take ya dirty," he gave back and pushed her towards the showers. "Go and shower, ya disturbing my senses."

"Told you so," the redhead smiled and let go of his hands. "See you later."

"Yeah." Watching her leaving, he leant back against the wall again and waited for the door to open once more. And it finally did after an eternity. Smiling, Logan went inside and stopped next to the bed, receiving a smile from Rogue in return who gave him a good look on her newborn son, who was sleeping in her arm. "So that's the new troublemaker, huh?"

"Yeah," she nodded and handed the boy carefully over to him. "Since you complained about too many Godchildren before, I asked Jean this time."

Chuckling, while he looked at the baby, Logan nodded in appreciation. "Thanks, kid!" he smirked and took a look around. "And the Cajun nearly blew up the basement?"

"Oh, don't even mention that!" Rogue cried in annoyance. "You don't even want to know how often I wished for Storm's powers. I wanted to shock him so badly."

"Well, he was just nervous," he shrugged and sat down on the edge to hand the boy back to his mother. "Where's he now?"

"Hank wanted to give him a tranquilizer since he felt dizzy after his son was born," she explained with a look that spoke volumes and Logan smirked. "Is there anyone else on the outside?" she asked.

"Not yet, but you know this funny farm here, don't ya?" he asked and she nodded. "As soon as they see Jeannie upstairs, they'll start asking questions. And as soon as Jubes knows…"

"…the whole school knows," Rogue concluded and he nodded. "I know."

Getting up, Logan bent forward to place a kiss on her forehead. "Ya should use your time and sleep a bit. As soon as they're downstairs…," he suggested and she nodded. "I'll come back later, okay? Isa's with Popsicle as far as I know."

"Well, she's allowed to come down," Rogue smiled when he walked back to the door.

"I'll tell her, Logan smirked. "Congrats and see ya later," he added before he walked back upstairs to find his Godchild.

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When Jean entered the kitchen on the next morning with Jamie on her arm, she gave the outside a surprised look. Christmas was in a few days and all of a sudden it had snowed and the mansion was covered with the thick white stuff. "'Ro?" she asked with a knowing undertone, but the weather goddess shook her head.

"Nope, not me!"

Nodding, Jean greeted the others, before she let out a sigh. "Has anyone seen my husband by the way?" she demanded to know, since Logan hadn't been there when she'd woken up.

"Oh, Logan was here before," Narya said before she bit into her bread.

"Are your kids still sleeping?" Ororo asked Jean. "Snow on the outside and they are not bellyaching for their father to go outside with them?"

Putting a cup onto the counter and pouring herself some tea, Jean raised a finger. "That's why I am looking for him. You know that they always freak out as soon as they see the white stuff."

"Tradition?" Heather asked and looked at the women.

"Precisely!" Ororo nodded. "Last year TJ woke me up at 5:30 a.m., just to tell me it has snowed."

"And our children at 6:00 a.m.," Jean added and rolled her eyes when she even thought about it.

"That's hard…," Narya smiled. "And they managed that Logan got up?" she added in disbelief, since, as far as she remembered, she hadn't seen him downstairs before 11 a.m. during the holidays so far.

"They always do!" the redhead told her and sipped on her tea.

"And here they come…," Ororo added as she heard a door being slammed shut and saw Miloh entering the kitchen. It didn't take long and the Grey children appeared, fully dressed in warm winter clothes and ready to go outside.

"Where's daddy?" Jack instantly asked and looked at his mother.

"I don't know sweetheart," this one replied truthfully and saw the disappointment in their faces.

"But it has snowed and he always goes out with us," Lily complained and began to pout, accompanied by her sister.

"Sweety, I'm sure he'll be here in a second. Why don't you guys go out already?" Ororo suggested and looked to and fro between them.

Turning around, Jack gave his sisters a more than disappointed look and they reluctantly walked over to the backdoor, followed by the white wolf. Jean watched her son stepping out of the door and heard him shrieking all of a sudden. "What's wrong?" she asked concerned and thought the boy had slipped on the ice and hurt himself, but saw that he wiped snow out of his face with a growl.

"Dad!" Jack grunted and began, accompanied by his sisters and Miloh, to chase after his grinning father.

"Why am I asking anyway?" Jean sighed and shook her head, before she closed the door mentally.

Heather, who has stepped over to the window together with Narya, turned around with a raised eyebrow. "And this is tradition?" she asked in disbelief and watched again how the children began to dump snow on their father.

"Yes," Jean nodded and couldn't hide her grin. "It started when the twins were about two and a half years old. From then on he has to be ready as soon as they spot the first snow, even if it's 3 a.m. at night." Jean turned around when she heard noises behind her and watched how TJ and Isa stormed into the kitchen next.

"Mommy? Where're daddy and Uncle Bobby?" TJ asked and looked at Storm.

"I don't know. I think they wanted to help Uncle Remy with the room for the baby," the woman shrugged. Seeing that the girls began to pout, Ororo exchanged a look with Jean and suddenly grinned. "Why don't you go out and chase Uncle Logan a bit, hm?" she asked the girls, who instantly began to smile and ran out of the backdoor.

"You're in trouble, 'Ro!" Jean laughed and shook her head, before she went on feeding her son.

"Not really. Logan will think you sent them," the weather goddess smirked and sipped on her coffee.

"Not if he heard you, my dear," the redhead corrected her. "And even if, he can already start practicing to deal with more children," she added and the other women switched their heads to her in surprise.

"You're pregnant?!" Narya asked her completely shocked, but received a frown from Jean.

"What?!" this one asked.

"You just said he can already start practicing to deal with more children," Heather said as the redhead groaned and shook her head.

"No, I meant Jamie!"

"Don't shock us that much so early in the morning, Jean!" Ororo cried while she had an eye on Tommy, who was crawling on the ground.

Jean turned around to put the empty glass away and gave her a look, before she cleaned Jamie's chin. "You don't really believe that after the shock last time, I'd be that relaxed now if it was the case, do you?" she asked and Ororo raised both hands.

"Who knows?!" the woman replied and earned another look from her best friend.

Shaking her head, Jean pulled Jamie up a bit and was about to prepare breakfast for herself, as she noticed someone standing in the doorway. "Hey, sleepyhead," she smiled at Laura. "Finally awake?" she asked and the girl nodded even if she still rubbed her eyes. She watched how Laura walked over to the window and looked out. "If you get a scarf, gloves and a warm jacket, you can go out and join them," the redhead suggested. "Do you want to go out and play, dear?" she asked and waited for a nod of the girl, before she went over to Narya. "Would you take him?"

"Sure," the woman said and took the boy from her. "He won't start crying, will he?"

"Actually, no," Jean smiled and took Laura's hand. "Come on. Let's dress you properly."

Heather, who had watched Laura the whole time through, gave Ororo a look. "Is she not feeling well?" she asked with concern in her voice. "The girl I mean. She seems to be so upset…"

"She's always like that," Ororo shrugged. "We don't really know what she's been through before," she explained and suddenly stared at the backdoor with widened eyes.

"WHERE is my wife?" Logan growled and Ororo couldn't help but start laughing aloud.

"What happened to you?" she asked and handed Tommy a bottle, while Heather had gotten up and put the snow out of Logan's hair.

"Snowgan," she teased him and ignored the growl she received, when Jean reentered the kitchen.

"You…are…so….dead…., missy!" the man growled and narrowed his eyes, but Jean instantly raised her hands.

"I didn't send them!" That was her!" she defended herself and nodded at Ororo, who gave her a playful surprised look.

"Me?" she asked innocently and noticed that Logan came slowly closer with a glare. "Actually…," she began, but was cut off by him.

"You?" he asked in a low voice and she shrugged.

"They were so upset, Logan," Ororo tried to apologize as he grabbed her and pinned her to the counter with a smirk.

"Ya gonna pay, Storm, ya know that right?" he asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"Even when I say that I'm very sorry?" she said and gave him her best smile.

Thinking about it, he tilted his head a bit. "How sorry?"

"Very, very, very sorry?" she replied and wiped some snow from his shoulder. "See?"

Shrugging, Logan let go of her. "Okay," he said and watched how she turned around, with her back to him. Everyone else saw his smirk as he quickly grabbed her shirt and threw some snow into her neckline. Hearing his mother's shriek all of a sudden, Tommy looked up in surprise and crawled around the counter to look what was wrong, while Jamie had opened his eyes due to the sudden noise. "Revenge's a bitch, eh?" Logan chuckled.

"You…," Ororo hissed and narrowed her eyes while her shirt was soaked with melted snow.

"Ah, ah, 'Ro," he smirked. "Ya don't want to curse in front of you son, hm?"

"You…," she said once more, when he crossed his arms.

"Well, I'd help ya with the snow if ya were my wife, but…" He shrugged playfully and gave her a smug grin.

Only able to shake her head, Jean patted his shoulder to get his attention. "Would you take her with you?" she asked and nodded at Laura, who stood fully dressed next to her and eyed him with her hazel eyes.

Looking at her briefly, Logan finally nodded to the backdoor. "Go ahead," he said and waited for her to be gone, before he looked at Jean. "You think that's a good idea?"

"Why not?" the redhead shrugged and took Jamie from Narya again.

"She doesn't know it?" he said as if she was brain dead. "What if she becomes aggressive again?"

Sighing, Jean sat down on her stool and began to eat slowly. "She needs to experience it, Logan. She's a child…"

Shaking his head, Logan turned around to watch how everyone except Laura was playing in the snow. "Ya know as good as I do that she's a child from her looks only," was all he said before he left again. On the outside he stopped next to the girl, who was watching the other skeptically. "Why don't ya join them in building a snowman?" he asked and she looked up at him.

"Why?" Laura demanded to know with a frown.

"Because it is fun?!" Logan simply said but it seemed to confuse he only the more.

"What is the sense of doing this?"

"Sense?" he asked and chuckled. "Things don't always have to make sense, kid. Sometimes ya do things that don't have any sense at all. Just out of fun," he explained and looked down on her. He noticed the odd look in her eyes and sighed before he knelt down. "Look… I don't know what the bad guys did to ya. They've probably forced ya or told ya to behave the way ya do," he said and pulled a strand out of her face, noticing that he startled as he raised his hand. "But you're a kid, kiddo. You're supposed to run around, do goofy stuff, annoy your parents sometimes and have fun." Getting up again, he beckoned her to follow him. "So c'mon." Logan walked back to the other children, who were still occupied with their snowman. He heard, without turning around, that Laura was following him slowly and knelt down in the snow next to Lily.

"Daddy, the head keeps on falling down," the girl pouted and gave him he best pleading look in hope he would change it.

"Is it?" Logan asked and pulled the round object up to put it back down on the two others. "Then let's see if we can change it…," he suggested.

---

When he walked through the corridor later, after making sure that Bobby and Peter really were on night duty for this night, Logan suddenly stopped at the staircase and narrowed his eyes a bit. He could clearly hear how Mystique was yelling at Scott, who, more or less, did the same in return while Alex was crying. Only shaking his head after he heard the reason behind it, he buried his hands in his pockets and proceeded to walk back to his own rooms, where he briefly checked on the sleeping children and patted Miloh's head. He smirked since the wolf was resting in the middle of the living room again, a habit of him since Jamie had been born. In that way, as Logan guessed, was the wolf making sure he could reach the cubs in the same time in case of an emergency and refused to leave his spot, even if a soft blanket was waiting for him next to the heater. Sighing, Logan went over and grabbed the object to bring it over to the animal, who eyed him curiously. "You don't have to sleep on the floor, pal," he said and stroked over the wolf's head once more, before he went into the bathroom and got ready for bed. When he entered the bedroom afterwards, he briefly stopped at the door and watched how Jean, with her back to him, was undressing herself. Thinking about what he'd heard of the fight, he briefly thought about it and reached behind his back.

When Jean heard how the door was locked, she turned around and stared at him with widened eyes. "What are you doing?" she asked in confusion and covered herself with her shirt.

"Nothin'," Logan said and came slowly closer while he scanned her from head to toe.

"Nothing?" the redhead replied and gave him a warning look. "We said Christmas, Logan! Just for your information!" she warned him and turned back around to put the shirt onto the pile on the stool.

Only smirking, he stopped behind her and began to stroke over her back and arms; noticing that she began to shiver and reply with goose bumps. "Screw those two days, darlin'," he whispered huskily next to her ears and smirked again as another shudder ran through her body.

"What do you have in mind?" Jean asked calmly and still not sure what he was about to do. If she said no, she actually meant it, but at the same time, she wasn't so sure anymore what she was doing to his feral side with the long break. For her it was slowly becoming torture.

"I wanna try somethin' new…," he replied and pulled her closer to his body, so that her back was pressed against his chest.

She shivered again when he stroked down her neck and ran his hands over her breasts to her belly lightly. "And what?" she whispered with closed eyes.

Logan briefly let go of her to search for something in the drawer next to him. "If ya want me to stop," he said calmly and noticed her jump in surprise as he began to blindfold her. "…then I want ya to tell me."

"What are you up to, Logan?" Jean asked him insecurely as he held her hands immobile to her back and led her over to the bed, where she was carefully put down. She knew he could easily pick up on her racing heart and she couldn't hide that she felt a bit scared when he let go of her.

"Want me to stop?" Logan asked and began to undress himself.

"No, it's just…," she began and turned her head to figure out if he was on her right or left. "…I don't know what you're up to…"

Chuckling, he kicked his clothes into a corner. "That's the point here, darlin'," he replied. "I don't want ya to know what I'm up to."

Frowning, she still knelt on the bed and her chest began to raise and fall heavily. She couldn't hear a thing. Everything was completely calm and she turned her head from one side to the next in hope to locate him somehow. "Logan…?" Jean asked barely audible and suddenly gasped aloud as she felt his mouth on her neck. She bit her lip hard and thought her heart would burst in her chest, since her heavy pants seemed to be not enough anymore to supply her boy with enough oxygen. "Stop!" she quickly said and he obeyed, letting go of her hands that he'd pinned to her back again.

"What?" Logan asked huskily and looked at her from aside.

Having trouble to catch her breath, the redhead swallowed hard. "You can be sure as hell that I'll pin you to the bed later, Logan," Jean warned him and he chuckled.

"Everythin' ya want, darlin'…," he purred huskily and began to kiss her neck once more.

---

When Hank and Moira, followed by Ororo, Scott, Mystique and the Alpha Flight Team, entered the kitchen in the next morning, they couldn't help but stare. "Mornin'," Logan greeted them in a very good mood that was completely not like him and gave them the first shock in the morning.

"Dear Lord…," Hank said and shook his head before he sat down on his casual stool. "Someone had a very good night as I assume."

Seeing that Logan gave him a smirk, Ororo crossed her arms. "No grumpy and moody Logan in the morning?" she asked still a bit skeptical, but her friend shook his head. "Wonders never cease, hm?"

"You mean," Mystique said and gave Logan a knowing look. "I didn't know that Christmas was yesterday! Right, Logan?" she asked and noticed the smirk on his lips that answered her question instantly. "As I thought…"

"Good morning!" Jubilee cheered and entered the room followed by Bobby, Kitty and Peter, just to stop with a stare. "Wow! He cooks?!" she asked and nodded at the man behind the stove, who only cocked an eyebrow at them. "Sure we can eat that?"

"We are shocked, too!" Hank nodded with a smile and began to read the newspaper.

"Does it taste at all what he cooks?" James demanded to know and gave his friend a more than skeptical look. "I mean back then….well the toilet was my best friend, you know?"

"Usually, yeah," Jubilee replied. "At least as long as he's not going all moony eyes again."

"What then?" Narya asked interestedly when Logan snorted.

"He either forgets about the food or it's food-for-my-wife-only," the younger woman explained and returned the look Logan gave her.

Heather commented it with a nod. "Nice!"

"I'm telling ya it is!" Jubilee nodded when she watched how Ororo suddenly frowned and stopped next to Logan to pull on his hair that, as she had already noticed, looked somehow…different.

"How come your hair is long and straight?!" the weather goddess asked and looked at it from all sides. "What did you do with it?!"

"Nothin'?!" Logan replied a bit annoyed and handed her a plate with pancakes for the others. "Ask my wife," he added with a shrug when she still stared at him with the plate in her hands.

"Honestly, Logan…," she said and he began to cock an eyebrow at her. He knew himself that it looked weird and he'd also prepared his sermon for Jean. He was convinced that's he was responsible for his weird look and for him she was in for a mean revenge. "You should keep it that way," the woman said to his surprise and he shook his head in disgust.

"Nah…," he made and gave new dough into the pan, but Ororo looked at the other girls in the room.

"Ladies, your vote!" she said and put the plate into the middle of the counter. "Should he keep them that way?" Seeing that all women nodded, Scott shook his head and let out a snorted.

"Girls…," Bobby sighed and Peter nodded. "Terrible, huh?"

"Definitely!" his friend said.

"See?" Ororo grinned at Logan, but this one only cocked an eyebrow at her before he threw a pancake at the waiting Miloh next to him.

"Be happy that you weren't here for his wedding!" Peter said to James, who couldn't help but laugh.

"Yeah, I've already heard about it," the man replied and took the second plate Ororo handed him. "And there's the reason for his good mood, I think," he added with a smile at the door.

"Morning," Jean smiled back, wearing Logan's black buttoned shirt and instantly walked over to him where she wrapped her arms around his waist. "Morning," she smiled and received a soft kiss.

"Mornin'," Logan smiled back and pulled her close with one arm, hearing how Moira whispered something to Ororo.

"Didn't they agree on Christmas?" the woman asked her friend, but Ororo only waved off with a giggle.

"I could have told you from the beginning that they wouldn't make it," the weather goddess replied and looked at the clock on the wall, wondering where her husband was.

"Kids still sleepin'?" Logan asked and wrapped both arms around his wife when she nodded, before he pulled her against his chest.

"Last time I checked, yes," Jean replied and smiled while she rested her chin against his chest and looked up at him to form the words I love you silently. Seeing it, he smiled and placed a hand onto the back of her neck to pull her into another long and soft kiss.

Groaning, Jubilee turned around on her stool to look out of the window. "Guys, get a room!" she said when she saw how Logan began to kiss Jean's neck next.

While Mystique watched the couple envious and gave Scott, who was reading his newspaper, angry looks from time to time, Ororo took a look over the counter. "Logan, the pancakes are burning!" she said with a sigh.

"See? That's what always happening when she's around," Jubilee whispered towards Heather and Narya and rolled her eyes.

"Had a good sleep?" Logan asked Jean and just ignored the others around him.

"Why did you get up so early?" she asked instead with a pout and saw him shrugging playfully.

"Thought I make breakfast…" Smiling, she leant into him again with a satisfied sigh. "By the way, darlin'," she heard him saying and looked up again. "This weird look of mine today ain't actually your doin', ain't it?" he demanded to know with a knowing look and a cocked eyebrow.

Reaching out, she stroked through his hair and let her finger run over his stubble. "I like it…"

"Do ya?" he asked skeptically and saw her nodding again.

"Well, yeah," Jean shrugged and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I was just curious to see how this suits you…"

Sighing, he shook his head. "And tomorrow I wake up with blonde hair, eh?" he asked her and pulled the pan from the stove. "Make it normal again."

"Just for today, okay?" the redhead pouted and made him cock an eyebrow again.

"A few days ago the shopping marathon, yesterday ya throw things at me, today that look… What is it tomorrow, huh?"

Smirking, she stole a strawberry out of the bowl he held in his hand. "Haven't decided, yet," she purred and bit into it. "And besides, you got your fun at night, too!"

"Look who's talkin'!" Logan gave back. "And what do I get for this?" he asked and pulled on his strange looking hair. Seeing how she smiled first, just to pull him into a deep kiss afterwards, he nodded playfully impressed. "Can live with that, I think…"

"I hope the two of you are not too wrapped up with each other to remember that tonight is our X-girl party," Moira reminded them. "Remember that you said you look over the children, Logan?"

"Believe it or not, but yeah," Logan replied with a look. "And he's gonna help me!" he added with a nod at James, who stared at him first over his cup and suddenly began to cough heavily.

"What?!" the man asked in a high pitched voice and still tried to swallow the coffee correctly.

"Very good idea, Logan!" Heather laughed and patted her husband's back. "James will love to do it. Right, hon?"

Smirking, Logan sat down on his casual stool with Jean next to him, while James still stared at him blankly. "Don't worry, bub!" he tried to soothe him. "It's only 6 kids and 3 babies."

Coughing again, since he'd dared to sip on his coffee again, James face turned pale. "What?! That's nine in total!" he said completely shocked while Heather reached out to stroke through his hair with a smile.

"I know you can do it, sweetheart," she purred and placed a kiss on his cheek.

Logan only chuckled and held a strawberry to Jean, who was also smiling at the couple. Bending forward, she bit into the fruit and he ate the rest of it, as Scott suddenly slammed the newspaper down and turned to Mystique. "What?!" he asked her angrily, but she only glared back and got off her stool, taking her son with her.

"That's exactly what I mean!" she snapped back and left, leaving the others staring at the door first and then at the fuming man.

Seeing how Logan cocked an eyebrow at him and not knowing that the man had heard the fight the couple had the night before, Scott crossed his arms and glared at him through his glasses. "What are you looking at?!" he snapped at him, but Logan raised both hands.

"Whew, calm down, bub!"

"Scott, I'm not letting you destroy my perfect morning," Jean warned him when Scott got up to put his cup into the dishwasher. By the way he moved and did it, she could tell that he was boiling from within.

"That's the problem with the two of you," he hissed and made both cock an eyebrow at him.

"What is that supposed to mean?" the redhead asked and crossed her arms.

Turning around, Scott gave her a look. "That the two of you as a couple are perfect!" he said. "He's the perfect husband and you're the being-happy-all-day-wife and all other men in this mansion are only second best to you women!"

Exchanging a look with Jean while he couldn't help but laugh, Logan smirked. "Someone's not really jealous, eh?" he asked and went on eating, since he didn't give a damn about the other man's complaints. He couldn't care less.

"What?" he heard Scott asking into his direction. "Do you think that's a joke or something? Ask the other guys here in the room, Logan!"

Seeing how Logan looked at them, Hank pulled Moira close with one arm. "Well, I don't know what your problem is all of a sudden, but we're happy," he only said and gave the woman next to him look. "Aren't we?" he asked and she nodded.

"Are you sure she's happy with you?" Scott asked with a smirk.

"Scott, that's enough!" Moira scolded him slightly angered and rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Oh come on, Moira! As if you're the only woman here that doesn't think he's oh so perfect! Who had a crush on him on his wedding?"

"What is your problem, Scott?" Hank asked him angrily and narrowed his eyes.

"What my problem is?! Don't tell me it pisses you off that everyone thinks he's perfect!"

Sighing, Logan swallowed the last bit of his coffee, before he gave the redhead next to him a look. "Is this a school or nursery?" he asked sarcastically with a look at the man behind him.

"Come on, Logan," Scott shot back. "It's a wonder that Jean isn't going crazy."

"I don't see a reason why I'd do that," the redhead hissed and rolled her eyes. "You're ridiculous, really."

"No? Well, then let me tell you something, just in case you haven't noticed," he gave back. "Ororo had a crush on him, Marie had or still has, Jubilee, Kitty and Moira, too, not to forget Emma and Yuriko. And I bet the two of them, too," he said and nodded at Heather and Narya. "Oh, and not to forget my girlfriend Raven!"

"If I were you, Scott, I'd calm down very quickly before you say something you really regret!" Hank suggested with a glare as Jean suddenly shook her head and slammed her cup down, before she turned towards the door.

"Thanks for destroying my morning, Scott!" she hissed angrily and left, causing the others to switch their eyes to Logan, who had his eyes closed and tried to keep himself from punching Scott hard.

"Thanks, One Eye! Are ya happy now?" he asked him in a low growl and glared at the man behind him, but this one snorted.

"As perfect as you are, Logan, I'm sure you'll make her happy within a second!" his opposite hissed.

Taking a deep breath, Logan grabbed the bowl with strawberries and went over to the door where he stopped again. "Ya know what your fuckin' problem is, boy?" he grunted.

"Enlighten me!" Scott spat and crossed his arms.

"Your fuckin' control obsession!" Logan replied. "You're tryin' so desperately to stay in control for 24/7 that ya don't even realize how fuckin' boyish that is!"

"Boyish?!" Scott hissed and came slowly closer to face him.

"Yeah, boyish! 'Cause you're nothin' more than an obsessed lil' boy," Logan shot back, making his opposite smile with a slow nod.

"Right… Without your mutation you wouldn't even be alive anymore. But since you're oh so perfect…"

Chuckling, Logan shook his head and turned to Ororo, who looked rather more than ready to intervene if they would start a fight. "Jeez, that was such an insult now," he smirked cynically. "'Ro, give me a tissue before I start cryin'!"

"Perfect and arrogant," Scott hissed through clenched teeth.

"Better than a kid in a man's body, sassy," Logan shot back.

"Guys, this is so stupid!" Moira said. "Calm down!"

"I am calm!" Scott said and hear Logan snorting before he watched him turning around.

"Really? Check the dictionary for that entry, pal!"

Shrugging, Scott leant back against the door. "If you look up animal…," he mumbled.

"Scott!" Ororo warned him aloud but the man shrugged again, just to see how Logan's head reappeared next to him with a smirk.

"At least the animal is able to keep your former fiancée happy…," he gave back and his eyes sparkled provocatively when he noticed that the man began to fume again. "Just one hint! Ya lost Jean and I can assure ya that Raven leaves ya next, boy!"

"Well, I know where I can find her then, right?" Scott asked him with an angry smile, but Logan only shrugged.

"Well, I'd say with a real man who doesn't behave like a jealous lil' boy, who'd even envy a mayfly for havin' fun for one day only," this one shot back and added with a smirk. "And I bet your girl, or ex girl, wouldn't mind a threesome."

Staring at the spot where Logan has stood before, Scott shook his head in disbelief as Ororo suddenly made him turn around. "What the hell has gotten into you?!" she asked him aloud, but he just turned around and left with a short "Nothing!" on his lips.

"Wow…," James said after a moment and clearly impressed.

"Congrats, you just witnessed one of their testosterone fights," Bobby sighed and continued eating his breakfast.

"They really hate each other, don't they?" Heather asked a bit shocked since she hadn't thought it would be that bad. "At least to me it's obvious that Scott isn't jealous only… There's more behind it."

"Scott is still suspicious about Logan's past and because this one refuses to tell him anything at all. Since this Fury guy appeared here, Scott think Logan's hiding something from us," Hank explained. "But I think the fight just now had to do with Mystique and him yelling at each other nearly the whole night through."

"And I thought it was only us who heard them," Ororo sighed. "Still, he's out of his mind. Jean told me that it was him who'd apologized for being such an ass towards Logan and what happened just now again?"

"I wonder what's wrong between him and Raven all of a sudden," Moira said more to herself. "They are arguing so often lately… It's really not funny."

"But still that's no reason at all to attack Jean and Logan that hard, just because he has a problem with his girlfriend," the weather goddess said angrily and began, with the help of Narya and Heather to put the dirty dishes into the washer. "It's a miracle to me that Logan hasn't punched him…"

"'Ro?" he heard a gruff voice from the door and turned her head to see how Logan stood in it, handing her the empty bowl and putting on his leather jacket next. "Can ya watch over the kids? We need to get some stuff from the mall and they're still sleepin'."

"Sure," she nodded. "Don't give too much about what Scott said, okay?"

Chuckling, he gave her an amused look. "Did I ever give a damn about that sissy anyway?" he asked and she cocked an eyebrow at him. "Okay, I mean when I didn't look for a reason to punch him," he corrected himself with a smirk. "He can kiss my ass and he knows that."

"As I thought," Ororo nodded. "I'm upstairs then."

"Thanks," he said and took Jean's hand, noticing that she still looked rather depressed. "C'mon, stop makin' that face. It's me who has to go into public while lookin' like a drowned dog because of you." Kissing her teasingly, Jean finally gave him a weak smile. "That's better, darlin'! See ya later!"

Watching the couple leaving, James let out a deep, desperate sigh. "Why is he doing this to me?" he cried and Heather couldn't help but laugh. "That's not funny! It's nine children! Did he ever watch over 9 at once?" he asked and Ororo exchanged a smirk with Kitty and Jubilee.

"I take this as a no, right?" the man asked and shook his head again, before he rested his head on his arms. "I hate him… I really, really, do…"

"You can't hate him," Jubilee scolded him playfully. "Wolvie's perfect!" Hearing the laughs of the other, she only shrugged with a smirk.

---

Sitting on the ground together, Mystique rather depressed, while Moira, Kitty and Jubilee had still not arrived, Ororo took her time to hand bottles around, while Jean took care of the music and sat back down on her blanket. "I have two question," the weather goddess announced and crossed her legs. "First, what's your story with Logan?" she asked and looked at Heather and Narya. "Where do you know him from?"

"James and I found him in a Canadian national park on our honeymoon," Heather explained and noticed that everyone except Jean stared at her with an odd look.

"Found him?" Mystique asked rather confused.

"After he's escaped from Weapon X and had obviously lived in the woods for some time," the woman nodded. "He was in a pretty bad shape, nearly frozen and starved, so we took him home with us."

"He told me that he couldn't even speak anymore," Jean said and Heather noticed the hidden questioning undertone.

"That's true," she nodded and sipped on her bottle. "He had to learn everything again. Speaking, writing… Or better said he had to remember it."

"Bastards," Ororo cursed and glared into the fire behind her. "What happened then?"

"He stayed with us and helped us, but when James offered him the leadership of Alpha Flight, he left. We heard from him from time to time and he visited us every time he was in Canada, but we were worried since we hadn't heard from him in years," Heather explained as Narya suddenly smiled.

"And we were really shocked to see him again," the woman added with a wink at Jean.

"Just a question though," Mystique said. "Was he really that different? Because I can't imagine it."

"Oh yes, he was!" Narya nodded.

"Well it's not as if he wasn't a mean, moody and grumpy loner when he first arrived here…," Ororo shrugged and played with the straw in her bottle. "He can still be a real asshole from time to time, but…"

"Not as often and as bad as in the past, 'Ro," Jean cut her off with a look.

"Yeah, because you tamed him!"

"Another question," Mystique suddenly said and leant back a bit to support herself with her arms on the ground. "What's the story between you and him?" she asked and looked at Heather, who gave her a questioning look in return. "You can't hide that there's or was something between the two of you."

Looking from the blue mutant toward Jean, who had looked up in surprise, Heather saw how the other redhead looked down again. "You can say it. It's okay…"

"Well…," Heather began and fixed her eyes on the carpet, obviously feeling embarrassed and insecure all of a sudden. Especially since everyone else was looking at her. "We had an affair…," she finally admitted calmly and looked up again.

"I thought you were married to James when you found Logan?!" Ororo asked rather confused and the redhead nodded. "Does James know?!"

"Yes, he does."

"He started something with you, knowing that you were married?" Mystique asked her skeptically.

"Believe me, back then Logan didn't give a damn about it. He wanted a woman, he got her," Narya explained. "That's why we were so surprised that he's married for years and has children. It's not the Logan we know or knew…"

"But how come James and Logan get along that well even if your husband knows about it?" Ororo asked confused. "I mean, I'd freak out…"

"Well, we had some problems back then and he knows how women react to Logan," Heather shrugged, even if she couldn't explain it herself. "And it was Logan who told me to stick to James in the end." After a moment of silence, she gave Jean a look. "I hope this is not a problem now…"

"No," the other redhead shook her head. "I'm actually used to it by now…"

"Where's Yuriko by the way? I haven't seen her in days…," Ororo said.

"Don't ask us. We don't know either," Narya shrugged and the weather goddess turned to Mystique next.

"And now tell us!" she demanded and made the blue woman look up with big eyes. "What's the matter with you and Scott all of a sudden? Every time I run into the two of you, you're fighting. I something seriously wrong?"

Even when she saw the concern in her opposite's eyes, Mystique waved off with a snort. "Besides the fact the he's a prude and a control freak…," she hissed through clenched teeth.

"He's controlling you?" Heather asked her shocked.

"Not me…"

"What then?" Ororo asked confused.

Sighing, Mystique crossed her arms and stared into the fire. "I just asked him if we can try something new and he acted as if I told him Logan was in love with him."

"You mean something new in bed?" Kitty suddenly asked as she entered together with Moira and Jubilee. Seeing how Mystique nodded, she waved off with a roll of her eyes. "At least you still do anything at all. My hub either has no time or he's tired and when he wants I only think Kiss my butt, pal…"

Grinning at Mystique, Jubilee jumped onto her blanket and grabbed a cold drink. "What did you ask for, hm? A threesome?" she asked and began to suck on her straw while Narya and Heather stared at her shocked.

"She's always like that… Just ignore her!" Kitty wave off.

"No!" Mystique said and glared at Jubilee. "I just asked for something in which I'd been in control and he'd to trust me. But obviously he can't trust me at all…," she explained and glared at her bottle. "Didn't Logan tell you?"

"Tell me what?" Jean asked in confusion.

""What our fight was about? Because he must have heard everything as loud as it was."

Shrugging, the redhead pulled her legs close. "He told me that you had a fight, but… I can't say, since I don't know what it was about. Logan's not one for gossip, you know that."

"Well, read me mind…," Mystique said and made an inviting gesture, while Jean began to drink. Watching her closely, the blue woman suddenly began to frown, as the redhead's jaw dropped and her eyes grew wide. "Come on!" she complained. "You act as if it something disgusting and bad, too!"

"Ehm, no…," Jean replied and looked at her hands after putting the bottle down very slowly. "It's nothing like that at all…"

"What's your problem then?"

"She did ask for one, right?" Jubilee grinned and nudged Jean gently. "Or did ya ask for a couple and that's why Jean's face is as red as her hair?"

Having her brows furrowed, Mystique was watching Jean very closely and tried to figure out what had gotten into her all of a sudden. While she did so, she ignored that the other were looking to and fro between them in total confusion, as the woman suddenly jumped up. "I don't believe it!" she shrieked and made Jean look up in shock. "Logan did it with you, am I right?" Seeing how all heads suddenly turned to her, the redhead blushed the more and cleared her throat nervously, as Mystique suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her over to the toilet. "I want details, get in there!" she demanded and slammed the door shut behind her.

"What was that about now?" Kitty asked with an odd look on her face.

"A very good question…," Moira shrugged.

"I'd say,…Mystique's pissed because Wolvie stole her idea," Jubilee grinned widely as Ororo looked onto her watch.

"Do you think James is still fine?" she asked Heather smiling.

Giggling, the redhead shrugged. "Well, Logan's there to give him the rest if necessary."

"How true!" Ororo grinned devilishly.

---

Tucking his children, Isa and TJ in, all of them laying in his bed, after finishing the bedtime story, Logan gave each of them a kiss, before he switched the light off. "There ya go," he said and got up. "And now I want ya guys to sleep, okay?" he asked and received a nod. Seeing their smiles in the dark, he cocked an eyebrow at the kids. "I've seen that, kiddos! Night!" he said and walked over to the door.

"Night, daddy!" his children said at the same time as Isa and TJ said "Good night, Uncle Logan!"

Closing the door quietly, he saw James wide grin and shook his head when he walked over to check on Alex, who slept in Ray's room, before he went into Jamie's on the other side and made sure he was fine. Afterwards, he let himself fall onto the sofa next to James and ran a hand through his face tiredly, watching how Miloh jumped onto the sofa, too, and laid down next to him. "I never thought it would be that tough…," James commented the last hours and noticed the cocked eyebrow of his friend.

"Tough?! Are ya kiddin'?!" Logan asked him in a tone as if James had just asked the most ridiculous thing he'd ever heard.

"Wasn't it?"

"That was nothin'! A few years ago, I filled them up with chocolate milk and played hide and seek and catch through the whole mansion and still they were more than alive at 2:30 a.m.," Logan told him, but James was still skeptical.

"So you call 4 Disney movies and 1 Harry Potter movie nothing?!"

Nodding, the other man crossed his arms. "Believe me…this was holiday just now."

Sighing, James ran a hand through his hair and gave him a questioning look. "Well, if you don't like it why do you and Jean have…," he began when he noticed that Logan was shaking his head.

"Never said that I didn't like it!"

"But you're exhausted and happy that they're finally in bed," James corrected him.

"'f course I am. It's past 1 and we had to entertain them for 8 hours," Logan grunted and began to stroke through Miloh's soft white fur. "Jean bites my head of when she gets to know that…"

"What is this party she's on anyway?!" the other man asked and went through the channels on TV.

Running both hands through his face again, Logan shrugged. "They do that at least twice a year. Main subject's probably the bad, bad men of the mansion again. Ya know, women, pal!" he grunted and James nodded.

"Oh, yeah, I do," he said and gave him a grin. "But I doubt Jean can complain, hm? As happy as she seemed to be earlier."

"Well, you've heard it," Logan smirked. "I'm perfect…"

Laughing, James nodded before he became serious again. "Can I ask you something?"

Looking at him, Logan shrugged. "Shoot," he said and watched how Miloh began to lick his palm.

"You're with Jean for 7 years, right?"

Thinking about it briefly, he nodded. "Nearly 9 years together and 7 years married in May, yeah. Why?" he asked and looked at his friend, who gave him an odd look.

"Who's Laura's mother then?" James asked. "She can't be Jean's since she seems to be as old as Rachel, but she also looks too much like you to be just adopted…"

Nodding, Logan looked away and back at the wolf again, who was resting his head on his leg and slept soundly. "So, ya think what exactly?"

Shrugging, James sighed. "That you had a girl in between who got pregnant and left the child with you… Laura looks the same age as Rachel."

Logan only cocked an eyebrow at him. "You honestly think I'd betray my wife when he's pregnant with my kid after we just got married?!" he asked him in disbelief.

"The girl just looks too much like you to be not your child…," his opposite apologized. "If she was the same age as the twins, I'd think they were a triplet."

"Laura's not my kid at all!" Logan told him and shook his head in disbelief before he stared at the screen. "And Jean would have thrown me out instantly if I'd betrayed her."

"But?" James asked.

"She's…female me…"

"She's what?" he asked and bent forward a bit with a frown clearly visible on his face.

"A clone," Logan sighed and noticed the stare of his friend.

"Why do you have a female clone of yourself?! Where you curious to know what you'd look like as a woman?" James asked and received a snort.

"Funny!" his opposite growled. "I don't know why she exists. Jeannie found her in Sinister's lab when we tried to get Jamie back."

Nodding, James leant back a bit and remained silent for a moment. "Why would he want to have a female clone of you?" he mumbled.

"Ask this maniac…," Logan shrugged and the door to his bedroom opened and Rachel came out, rubbing her eyes tiredly with one hand and holding her wolf close with the other. After closing the door behind her, she came over to them. "What's wrong, pum'kin?" Logan asked her after she'd climbed onto his lap.

"TJ hit me in her sleep," the girl cried. "I can't sleep."

"Then go and lay down in Lily's bed," her father suggested and stroked through her hair when she leant against him tiredly.

"Can I sleep here?" she asked him yawning and closed her eyes, but Logan chuckled.

"It's too loud, Ray."

"But I don't want to sleep alone, daddy," Rachel mumbled and heard James laughing, while Logan sighed.

"Come on, she'll be asleep soon anyway," the man suggested and Logan took the blanket from the armrest to spread it over the girl on his lap. "Or better said…," James suddenly said and bent forward a bit. "…she already is…"

"Be right back," Logan said calmly and got up with the girl on his arm to carry her over to the twins' room and lay her down onto Lily's bed. He tucked her carefully in again and placed a kiss onto her forehead, before he left the room. Just as he was about to sit down, he heard Jamie crying and sighed.

"Holidays, hm?" James teased him and received a growl as an answer, before he watched him disappearing into Jamie's room.

In it, Logan pulled the crying boy out of the bed and looked at him. "What's wrong?" he asked calmly and held him against his chest with one hand, while the other stroked over the small back soothingly. "You hungry again?" he asked after a moment and returned to the living room to sit back down on the sofa, where he laid the boy onto his lap and began to open a small glass.

"Don't you need to heat it first?" James asked confused since it was what he always did before feeding the boy.

"Only want to try if he's hungry again…," Logan mumbled and cradled the boy in his arms, before he held the spoon up. Seeing that the baby evaded it and cried even louder, he put the things back onto the table. "As I thought…," he mumbled and pulled the boy against his chest again to stroke over the hair and back again.

"Do you want to have more?" he heard James asking after a moment and saw that he nodded at Jamie.

"We actually said four," Logan replied. "What about you guys?"

Shrugging, James sighed. "Didn't work so far," he replied and the man next to him nodded. "How long did it take you and Jean to get together anyway?"

Thinking about it briefly, Logan shrugged. "8 months…"

"Jubilee told me she lived in your room that long, is that right?"

"What does she not know?!" he groaned and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, we shared the room together."

Nodding, James suddenly gave him the same odd look as he'd done before. "She slept next to you for 8 months and you never tried to hit on her?" he asked him in disbelief.

"Yeah, nothing happened, even if no one in this house wants to believe it," Logan grunted.

"Me neither, pal! Wasn't that torture? I mean if the woman I long for lays next to me night after night for eight months…," James whistled calmly. "How many cold showers did you take during that time, huh?"

"Stopped countin'," Logan replied and looked at the still crying boy worriedly, as also James moved closer a bit to have a better look at him.

"Where the twins planned?" he asked him as he noticed Logan's sudden glare.

"Don't…even think that word!" he heard him growling.

"Why?"

"Jeannie and I suck in plannin'."

"That means?" James asked confused.

"Thing's only work if we don't plan," Logan explained. "We tried for months to have a fourth kid and after we had a fight and our negatives too over, we found out few months later that she was pregnant with him."

"And the others?"

"You can say none of the kids was planned," he shrugged. "The twins just happened, Ray must have happened in our weddin' night, Jake happened when I had to go away for several months…" He shrugged again and James couldn't help but laugh.

"Suits you somehow," he commented it. "Back then you were pretty chaotic, too. At least that hasn't changed obviously." Hearing Logan chuckle, he watched how his friend pulled Jamie up a bit. "So, what was your reaction when Jean told you she was pregnant the first time?"

Logan shook his head. "Hank told me, since she was in some kind of coma due to her negative."

"And what did you think?"

"I didn't think at all," Logan shrugged.

Cocking and eyebrow this time, James gave him a skeptical look. "So you were…just fine with it?"

"Are ya kiddin'?" Logan asked him playfully outraged. "It scared the shit out me!"

"As I thought," his friend grinned satisfied to hear the answer he's wanted. "So the big bad Wolverine's weakness is his babies, hm? Good to know that."

Nodding first, just to sigh in frustration next, Logan looked at the boy in his arms. "Pum'kin what's wrong?" he asked clearly concerned and touched the boy's cheeks, even if he knew that he couldn't be feverish.

"Is it possible that he's in pain even with a healing factor?" James asked also worried.

"No…," Logan shook his head. "He usually never cries. Only if I'm too slow in preparing his bottle or a new diaper…" Getting up, he gave James a look. "Can ya watch over the others? I go downstairs and walk around with him a bit. Usually that helps and I don't want him to wake the others again."

"Sure," James nodded.

"Thanks!" Logan said and left, holding Jamie close to his chest. He made his way through the corridors first and up the staircase just to stop in total confusion, since as soon as he'd reached the dormitories the boy began to cry even heavier

---

Coming out of the toilet and looking even more pissed off than before, Mystique sat back down on the ground and pulled her legs close. "Is it that bad?" Moira asked worriedly.

"Yes it is!" the woman replied fuming and glared into the fire.

"Look, Scott is…," Jean began calmly, but was cut off by her.

"A prude and a prick!"

Sighing, the redhead ran a hand through her hair. "No, it's just… He has to stay in control all the time because of his powers," she tried to explain when Mystique gave her a look.

"So have you and Logan!" the woman shot back. "And what happens? Logan does it with you!"

"Scott isn't Logan, Raven," Jean said.

"That's the problem," this one gave back and made Jean frown.

"What do you mean?"

"You and him are a couple for what? 9 years? And I'M with Scott for just 2 years or something."

Hearing it, Narya shrugged. "And? What does it have to do with Logan?"

"That they are still like newly weds and with Scott it's just…the usual stuff. He so much wants to have the same routine everyday, every month that I can already tell what he will do next year at the same time," Mystique explained and showed the anger she carried within her openly for the first time. "He's not spontaneous, can't give up control for a minute…" She shook her head.

"I'd say you're frustrated," Moira commented. "And that a lot…"

"Oh, really?" Mystique snapped.

Leaving the bathroom and joining them again, Kitty shook her head. "Not only she is," she said and earned a surprised look of the others. "It's the same with Peter and me."

"And Popsicle and me," Jubilee nodded before the three woman looked at Ororo.

"I know, I know…," that one waved off.

"Same with her and Kurt obviously, too," Jubilee commented.

"I didn't say that!"

"You told me," Moira corrected her and earned a glare from the weather goddess. "You said it has changed since Tommy was born."

"Yes, because he's afraid to even touch me because of this damn injury," Ororo gave back.

"I don't understand what you are doing different," Mystique suddenly said towards Jean.

"We don't do anything different than you," Jean sighed.

"Can't be, because you're still happy," Kitty said and hugged her knees, looking a bit sad into the fire.

"Then talk with your men," the redhead suggested. "Complaining alone won't do."

"I tell Peter everyday that he should care a bit more for me," the young woman cried. "But he's more interested in his studied and if he has time than he goes out with Bobby."

Nodding Jubilee sighed. "How true… Wolvie's different."

Feeling slightly angered and annoyed, Jean put her bottle down. "You can't compare a 26 and 27 year old young man with someone who's 118 and far more experienced," she gave back and didn't bother to hide her anger, as Heather and Narya looked at each other.

"It's not the fact that Logan's older and more experienced, Jean," Mystique said. "Scott's 46 and it's the same with him."

"It has to do with his past, Raven. He lost his parents due to an accident and his injury caused the loss of his control over his powers. He didn't open his eyes for months until the Professor found him," Jean explained. "That's why he thinks he has to be in control. It hasn't to do with you. It's just the way he is."

"But Logan hadn't had a great life either," Kitty disagreed. "And it's far more dangerous if he or you lose control. And still the two of you are happy… To me it seems as if Peter doesn't even care about me anymore."

Having heard all of this, Heather laid a hand onto the younger woman's hand. "It can't be that bad. I mean, I don't know for how long the two of you are married already, but you wouldn't be if you weren't in love with each other."

Jean nodded. "And it's not that Logan and I never argue. We had enough real fights in between."

"Still it's different with you," Mystique shook her head. "What's it like when you guys get up for instance? During the week I mean."

"When we get up?!" the redhead asked confused and received a nod. "Well…what do you think? We get up, prepare for the day, wake the children and the one who's downstairs first, prepared breakfast."

"See?" Mystique said. "There it is. You get up together. With us it's Scott get up, looks after Alex, showers and leaves."

"And I can't even remember the last time we went to bed together…," Kitty sighed. "He comes to bed when I'm sleeping and gets up before I even wake up.

"Then talk with them and tell them what you don't like," Jean said again and rolled her eyes. "It won't change from alone."

"Sometimes I think he's only with me because I accidentally got pregnant," Mystique mumbled and noticed how Jean instantly shook her head.

"He wouldn't do this. He told me that he loves you."

"Then he should show it," the blue woman replied and ran her hands through her hair in frustration.

"I know that he doesn't show his feelings openly," the redhead tried to soothe her. "But he would never stay with you of he hadn't feeling for you. He's not like that."

Since no one said anything at all for a while, Heather gave her opposite a look. "Jean?" she said and the woman looked up. "I'm sorry to change the subject, but…"

"Did you say Logan's 118?" Narya asked.

"Yes, he is."

"That's not possible. He can never be that old!" Heather said and shook her head.

"He is," Moira nodded. "He ages slower. It's the same with Jean, only that with Logan his accelerated healing factor is the reason."

Whistling impressed Narya shook her head. "And I already wondered why he hasn't changed on bit since the last time we saw him," she mumbled. "118…" She shook her head. "But if he still looks 30 something…how old can he become?"

"I don't know," Jean shrugged.

"It's impossible to tell since we don't know anything at all about his powers. We don't know where it gets its energy from and if it wears out or not or how and if he ages at all," Moira explained.

"Well, he must age," Heather said. "Otherwise he wouldn't have grown, right?"

"He told me that he didn't start growing before his thirties," Jean told her. "It was then that his aging stopped and only his body began to change."

About to reply something, Heather turned her head when she heard someone knocking on the door and it didn't take long for Logan to enter; his eyes looking for Jean. "We've a problem," he told her and she instantly got up.

"What?" she asked and he came closer, nodding at the boy in his arms.

"He doesn't stop cryin'. I already tried everythin' that usually works," he told her and she reached out to touch the boy's cheeks. "He can't be sick," he said and sat down on one of the beds next to her, while she began to examine her son carefully.

"For how long is he already crying?" Ororo asked concerned.

"More than an hours?" Logan shrugged.

"Maybe he's in pain?"

"'Ro, my kid has my healin' factor," he replied with a look that spoke volumes. "I can empty a whole pub and still walk straight." He turned his head back to Jean with a frown, when she withdrew her hands from the small head and stared at the boy in shock. "What's wrong?" he instantly asked and met her clearly scared gaze.

"He hears voices…," she said barely audible and stared back at the crying boy again.

"What?!" Logan asked in disbelief.

"He can hear everyone in the mansion, sees their dreams… It overwhelms him," the redhead explained and stroked over Jamie's head carefully.

"Your baby already ahs an active mutation next to the healing factor?" Narya asked them, as shocked as the others stared at the couple. "But he's only… Didn't you say he's only 4 months old?" she asked and Logan nodded.

"Can you help him?" Moira asked with a look on Jean, who put the boy into Logan's arms.

"Hold him," she said and noticed his look.

"What are ya goin' to do?"

"I'll block out the voices," she explained. "It should last until tomorrow and then we have to see what we can do about it."

"So that's the reason why he probably never sleeps at night, huh?" he mumbled and she nodded.

"Could be possible," Jean said and places both hands next to the boy's head before she began to concentrate on his mind. When her eyes began to glow fiery, Heather and Narya backed off a bit in awe and couldn't help but stare at her. Remaining in that position, Jean kept on concentrating until Jamie only sobbed weakly and withdrew her hands again. "This should do it…," she said and watched how Logan pulled the boy against his chest to stroke over the back soothingly. It didn't take long and the boy was silent.

Turning him around, he reached out to wipe the tears away. "Feelin' better, Pum'kin?" he asked and gave the boy a kiss on the forehead. "Ya sure it last until tomorrow?" he added at Jean, but she nodded. "Then let's hope so…"

"Daddy?" he heard Laura asking from the door and looked up.

"What are you doin' here?"

"I'm thirsty," she said and he sighed.

"Be right there, 'kay?" he asked and got up after she disappeared again with a nod.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Jean asked and followed him towards the door, but he shook his head and gave her a kiss instead.

"Stay here and go on with your chick party," he smirked.

"Okay, but let me know if something's wrong again," she said and received a nod.

"Night," he said and kissed her again, before he turned to the others. "Night ladies!"

"Oh, someone's mister nice-guy again, hm?" Ororo teased him.

Smirking, Logan turned around once more. "Always, 'Ro," he replied and she nodded playfully.

"Uhu, we know better, mister!" she gave back. "Night!"

After closing the door, Jean sat back down when Narya gave her a look. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," the redhead said and pulled her legs close again.

"That girl…," she began. "I mean Logan told us she's adopted, but… I don't believe a girl that looks so much like him is adopted, you know?" she explained carefully.

"She is," Jean said and sighed when she noticed the skeptical looks of Narya and Heather. "Can you keep a secret?"

"Of course," the other redhead nodded.

"She's a clone of him."

"She's a what?" Narya asked and looked at the other for confirmation.

"Sinister created her. We found her in hi facility in the Rockies," Mystique explained.

"Jeez…," Heather made and ran a hand through her long red hair. "He really is in love with Logan, huh? She really is a clone?" she had to ask again.

"So this is why she's so much like him…," Narya said more to herself with a look at the now closed door, as Jean suddenly sighed and got up.

"What's wrong?" Ororo asked her and watched how she took her blanket.

"Jamie's crying worse than before," Jean explained. "I'm sorry, but…" She shrugged and walked over to the door.

"Of course!" her best friend replied. "I hope everything's fine with him soon…"

"Yeah, not only you," the redhead nodded. "Night!"

Having watched her in confusion, Heather nodded at the door. "How come she knows?"

"Logan has probably told her," Ororo said. "Or she's picked up on it on her own."

"How?"

"They share a psychic link. It's a mental connection that allows them to communicate with their thoughts only, not matter where the other one is," the weather goddess explained. "You've seem them doing it before we were attacked. Logan told her mentally what to do."

Nodding when she understood it, Heather looked down. "And I already wondered what they were doing… Amazing…"

"Jean must be a very powerful mutant," Narya said, but Ororo shook her head, which confused her.

"Not a," she replied. "The powerful mutant." Seeing the confused looks, she began to explain. "She can destroy the whole planet of she wants with a blink of her eye. As Charles explained it, she can do anything that she can imagine to do."

"But… Isn't that….dangerous?" Narya asked somehow scared.

"Not as long as Logan's there," Moira said and Ororo nodded.

"Right. Both of them tame each other," she added. "It's also the reason why Sinister is so fixated on them and their children. He practically celebrated that the most dangerous and the most powerful mutant of the planet reproduced themselves." With a look at Moira, Ororo heaved a deep breath. "Isn't it…dangerous for Jamie?"

"Without a healing factor, yes," the woman replied. "But even with one… Well it's a lot to deal with, especially for a baby.

---

Upstairs, Jean withdrew her hands from her son's head again with a loud sigh, while Logan looked at the crying boy thoughtfully. "It's useless…," she said. "I don't know why but I can't block it anymore."

"What now?" he asked without looking up.

"We should ask Charles," she said and got up, pulling Jamie with her.

"He ain't as powerful as you, Jean," Logan said and followed her towards the door. "If you can't help him, I doubt Chuck can…"

"We've to try, Logan," was all she said before she left the room and headed downstairs. Stopping at the door, he gave James, who looked at him worriedly a look.

"Hey, can ya watch over'em a bit longer?"

"Sure," the man nodded. "Is it that bad?"

Looking down, Logan nodded. "Yeah. Thanks!" he said and followed Jean to Charles office, where the man was already waiting for them in his pajamas…

I know it took me long to update this one here and actually the scene went on, but I wanted to post it today, since I won't be at home tomorrow. I can't wait to see the Spiderman 3 premiere tomorrow (Monday). : ) I'm so excited. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading. Please let me know what you think! See ya!! Oh and: Wolverine and DP will come out to play in the next chapter again. ; )