The next mourning it seemed like the sun was shining even brighter as Jean stood outside in the garden letting the sun hit her face, welcoming the warmth. Jean hadn't slept all night…she didn't need to. Instead, she spent most of the night watching Scott sleep. Scott had taken her back to their room, which hadn't changed much, and when she began to explain to Scott why she waited to return, he kissed eagerly her …taking her to bed. Jean had craved to be in Scott's arms once more and last night they both took advantage of it. Throughout the rest of the night, Jean and Scott talked…enjoying each other's company once more before Scott finally dozed off. After watching him for several hours, Jean walked out to the garden to collect her thoughts before the sun had come out. Even though Jean was thrilled to be back home and in the arms of Scott once more, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was simply 'off'. Phoenix as well couldn't figure it out, but it was something that Jean had learned not to ignore and she'd be damned if she didn't find out what was causing this sudden fear and worry of hers. Jean now opened her eyes staring into the sun when she felt a presence behind her. Jean smiled and greeted the person. "Hello, Logan."
As Jean turned around, Logan grinned and walked up to her. "How'd you know it was me?" Jean shrugged, still smiling. "Your powers must be getting pretty strong," he commented.
Jean nodded in appreciation. "I've developed a lot more control."
"Is Phoenix still in there?" he asked warily.
"Yes, but like I said…control."
Logan smiled and hugged her. "I've missed ya Jeannie."
Despite his soothing words, Jean could feel commotion inside of Logan as he broke the hug. "I'm sorry Logan."
Logan looked at her confused. "For what?"
"For everything," she said softly.
"It wasn't your fault," he said sternly.
"Despite what you might think and feel," Jean said. "It was and I take full responsibility for it."
Logan sighed and walked past her looking up at the sun in sky just as she had. "You're not gonna leave again, are ya?" he asked.
Jean smiled softly again. "That depends…are you?"
Logan glanced at Jean and smiled, hearing the humor in her voice. "I won't if you won't."
Still smiling, Jean nodded. "It's a deal."
As Magneto walked out of the building, he shielded his eyes from the brightness of the sun as he put on his helmet. "Magneto," boomed a voice. Rolling his eyes, he turned around as Apocalypse approached him. "Remember the plan," he said harshly. "And do not engage the X-Men should they show."
Magneto frowned. "Why not?" he questioned. "You had no protest to that before."
"That is because Charles Xavier and Jean Grey were presumed dead," he answered aggravated.
Magneto made no comment, only gave a short nodded and turned walking away from Apocalypse as Pyro, Juggernaut, Mystique and Sabertooth followed.
Who does that metal can think he is? Magneto growled. If only my powers worked on him…
"What are we going to do, Erik?" Mystique asked matching his pace.
Magneto shook his head. "I do not know," he admitted. "Apocalypse's methods are both absurd and for the good of mutants."
"What about the Professor?" Pyro piped up. "And Doctor Grey?"
Magneto spared a glance as the young man. "I'd suspect that they would want Forge," he said. "That, my Brotherhood, we will not let happen."
After briefly speaking with Logan, Jean decided it best to eat something, so she headed into the kitchen. As she walked in, she saw only one other person in the kitchen having breakfast. Guess everyone is still sleeping in, she thought as she headed over to the fridge. Jean looked at the woman who was somewhat shorter than herself and had white hair, only a little darker than Ororo's. She smiled warmly at her as she started to pull out ingredients.
"So," the white haired woman began. "You must be Jean Grey."
Jean set the eggs on the counter and glanced at the woman. "I am," hunting again in the fridge.
When Jean said nothing further, she continued. "My name is Emma Frost," she said. "I'm the biology teacher here."
Jean raised her eyebrow as she took out the milk and closed the fridge. "Biology?" she asked.
Emma smiled and nodded. Struck a nerve. "Yes, that's right. You familiar with it?"
Jean almost laughed. There is something strange about her. "Yes I am. Very," Jean said. "I teach it."
"Oh, really?" Emma said, trying to sound surprised. "I didn't know that."
'That bitch.' Phoenix growled.
Jean closed her eyes fighting off Phoenix.
'Calm down. Don't make a scene.'
Jean quickly opened them and turned to face Emma, holding the cutting knife in her hand. "So…what are your powers?"
Emma frowned, eyeing the knife. "Who's to say that I have powers?" she asked.
Jean smirked. "You're a telepath, aren't you?"
Emma raised her eyebrow. "I guess you are one too. It's inappropriate to read other minds without permission."
"I didn't read your mind," Jean informed her, still smirking. "You're cocky. That's how I knew."
Emma frowned at Jean's comment as Jean looked at Emma more closely then went back to preparing her breakfast. Emma sat in silence for awhile, then piped up again. "So, you and Scott close?"
Jean stopped for a brief moment, then nodded, going back to preparing her meal. "Yes…he's my fiancé."
Emma's eyes widened. "Fiancé? Still?"
Jean slammed the knife down a little harder than she wanted and faced Emma. "Yes," she said trying not to let the anger come out of her tone. "Still."
"Oh. I just…I mean, he didn't say anything about that."
"What do you mean?" Jean asked, confused.
"Well, when he returned…he just didn't mention anything like that," she said. "I mean…that you two were close," Emma corrected.
Jean frowned. Why wouldn't Scott say something like that? Unless he had moved on…with her. Jean shook her head. He wouldn't do that…would he?
"You see, I thought that you and that metal clawed guy were an item," Emma went on.
"Logan," Jean corrected her through gritted teeth.
Emma shrugged and once more, Jean felt anger rising up within her. She didn't know if it was hers or Phoenix's though. Exactly who was this woman? And what was she doing here? Befriending Scott, teaching my classes? Jean knew she'd have to start questioning people on this Frost character because Jean didn't trust her at all. She wasn't sure if was just jealously because while Jean was out saving mutants and discovering this new virus, Emma was throwing herself at Scott.
She struggled to calm herself down and looked down at the food. "I'm not hungry anymore," she said with disgust and frustration and stalked out of the kitchen.
Emma grabbed a piece of chopped fruit from what Jean had been making and threw it in her mouth. Watching Jean exit she muttered, "Bitch."
