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Changes Sequel – III. War + Epilogue – Epilogue Part 2

Jean sat on her bed and looked at her sleeping children. Her work was done, their minds set straight. From now on they only remembered what they had experienced in the other reality, had their memories back of their loving friends and family and not the broken family they had been here. Jean had read their memories. Too strong was the desire to find out why they hated Logan so much and what had happened to cause such a great rift between father and children. She hadn't liked what she had seen at all…

Not only had Logan and she been fighting on a daily basis, and not just yelling and slamming doors mind you, they had been at a full on war and obviously come to hate each other's guts with a passion. The children had too often watched them fighting until it escalated and had blamed their father for it, who had been absent most of the time anyway and either drank too much alcohol or picked up fights or some nameless woman on a constant basis. In contrast to the Logan she knew and loved this version didn't like spending time with the children he created and saw them as an annoying fact that bound him to a relationship he didn't want anymore. Jean wondered how they could have been so happy in one reality and so broken in the next…

Sighing, she gave each of their children a kiss on the cheek, felt glad that all of them, even Laura, were here. She wondered though, if they had been born on the same day as she had given birth to them in the reality she knew. Jake and Jamie seemed to be very close in age, their height and weight difference almost not visible. Her eyes fell on Miloh and Callie who were both sleeping at her feet. She hoped she hadn't messed up their minds too much. In the end, she had never manipulated an animal's mind before. Making a mental note to herself to check up on her children's birth dates, she heaved a deep breath and began to concentrate on the mind she had promised to find.

In the meantime, Narya was waiting in front of Cerebro with Scott, Magneto and James. Charles had disappeared behind the door minutes ago, feeling like hours to her. She kept on praying that he would find John and his daughter and return both of them to her arms. As a metallic noise announced the opening of Cerebro's doors she looked up, holding her breath. But Charles smiled. "Did you find them?"

"I did. John is actually in New York. Victor is in Canada. I sent the coordinates to the X-jet and Scott's car."

"Is John alright?" Narya asked, hopefully. "And is Anna with him?"

Charles nodded. "You better take Jean with you. She can set their minds straight upon finding them."

"Will do," Scott nodded and beckoned the group to follow him to the jet.

After Jean had been told about the upcoming mission she went to her rooms in order to get changed. To her surprise, Logan was sitting on the edge of their bed and looking at their still sleeping children. "Hey," she smiled and was glad as he smiled back at her. "We'll be retrieving John and Victor. I should be back in a few hours."

"Ya found'em?" he asked and got up.

She nodded. "Charles located them. It shouldn't take long."

He watched her changing into her spare-uniform that always hung in their wardrobe. The past hours since waking up flashed past his eyes and he sighed. He went over to wrap his arms around her middle and kissed her cheek and neck lovingly. "Be careful!"

Smiling, Jean turned in his arms and leant in to kiss him fully on the lips. "I will," she assured him and stroked his cheek lovingly. "The children will be asleep for a while. Could you do me a favor?"

"Anythin'," he said, still holding her close.

"I wanted to check upon their birth certificates and see if their birthdates are the same as in our old life. Jamie and Jake seem to be nearly the same age…"

He turned his head to look at them and nodded. "I noticed that too. Can do that. Just be careful."

"I will be." Kissing him once more she let go of him and walked over to the door, not seeing the look he was giving her.

"I love ya…"

Smiling, Jean turned once more. "I love you too. See you in a bit." She was about to close the door as her mind picked up on something.

"What's the matter, darlin'?" Logan asked as she stared at him with wide eyes. Concerned, he walked over to her and touched her shoulder. "What is it?!"

Taking his hand, she pulled him over to the balcony and stepped out, her eyes searching the garden restlessly. She looked past the pond, at a spot close to the wood and was sure she had seen someone disappearing behind a tree trunk just now. "Follow me!" she told Logan and began running towards their front door, Logan, confused as hell, close behind her, following her down the stairs, then the corridor and through the kitchen towards the backdoor.

"Never knew, ya were fast like that…," he muttered and tried to catch his breath whereas she was once more staring at the spot close to the entrance of the woods where Northstar had landed. "What did ya see?"

"I thought I…," Jean began as her mind began to tingle once more. "No, I'm sure…" She touched her temples with her fingertips and closed her eyes, her body radiating a warm light as she began to search the grounds.

Still confused, Logan was cocking an eyebrow at her, then looked around the garden and tried to figure out what she had seen. His senses didn't pick up on anything unusual. The sooner her body had begun to burn, the sooner it stopped and she heaved a deep breath. "Wanna tell me what this is about?"

"You'll see. I've gotta go," was all Jean said, smiling, and gave his hand a squeeze before she disappeared on the inside.

"Women… I'll never understand them…," Logan muttered and wanted to follow her back inside, but something told him to go and check out the specific spot she had been staring at. Lazily, he walked over, hands in his pockets, as a noise caught his attention. His head jerked aside and the claws slid out as he took a defensive stance, a growl building in his throat as he saw a shadow leaning against a tree trunk. "Who's there?" Logan barked and moved closer, his eyes narrowed to slits and teeth bared. "Show yerself!" The figure raised his head and his breath caught in his throat, the claws slowly retracting as hazel eyes looked straight into chocolate brown ones.

"We didn't stood a chance," Daken told his father in his native tongue and was staring ahead at the woods out of which the Devils had come and in which he had found his end. "So I used that bomb Stark had given me in hope to kill the original. I guess I failed…"

"Ya didn't fail, son," Logan replied in Japanese and put a hand to the younger feral's shoulder. "Ya did what ya could. Ya sacrificed yerself in hope t'be able t'win. I'm proud of ya." He smirked and nodded as Daken turned his head in order to look at him. "Just one question!"

"What?"

"Before Jean set our minds straight, Northstar landed right here 'n said he was supposed t'meet someone important at that spot. What's this about?" Logan asked and frowned as his son avoided his gaze quickly. "Yer blushin'!" he teased him and grinned.

"Am not!" Daken huffed. "We…promised each other to meet right here in case we got another shot at life…," he said barely audible, and looked at the wood once more. "He flew us over there," he pointed at the spot, "as soon as we landed I detonated the bomb… I told him before to leave and run, but that idiot didn't want to…" Daken was staring at the entrance between all those trees as Logan put a hand to his shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

"Just a piece of advice, son," he said an Daken met his gaze. "Always treat him with the respect he deserves. Findin' a love like this is rare. So make sure ya don't fuck this up!"

Sighing, his son lowered his gaze. "I'm not cut out for this…"

Logan cocked an eyebrow. "For what?"

"Steady relationships… I never had one. I never connected with people, I don't know how to do this… It's…not natural for me to be with someone for longer than a night or day. I still have that instinct in me to kill people that came close…," Daken admitted.

"I think ya did mighty fine up t'now. JP doesn't take shit from anyone. That he's so committed t'ya already is a confirmation that yer doin' great. Don't worry about it so much, son. It's still hard for me too t'suppress that killer instinct. It's in our genes. Yer still young. Ya will learn," Logan assured him and pulled him close after a smile. "I'm still very proud of ya."
"I'm 72 years old here, father, I'm hardly young…," he muttered against Logan's shoulder, making the older feral chuckle.

"Yer young for our age, son." Logan let go of him and patted his shoulder, as his eyes fell on something. "I think we should talk later…"

Frowning at him, Daken watched him leaving as his eyes saw what his father had seen. Glued to the spot he watched Jean-Paul coming closer, his heart betraying his cool exterior by beating fast in his chest. His mind went back to the moment he had spotted him sitting at the bar, lost in thoughts. He had been immediately drawn to that man, felt that he was important, that he had to get close to him. His feeling had confused him at that time. He never wanted to be close to anyone, only indulged in his basic needs when he was bored or wanted something from someone. But he was different. He had felt it the moment he had set eyes on that handsome speedster. After Jean-Paul had finally reached him the man didn't wait any longer and pulled him into a hug so firm that it said all. Despite his usual nature Daken hugged him back and closed his eyes as he partially hid his face in the crook of the speedster's neck. It was then that Daken realized how a soothing calm washed over him. The agitation he had constantly felt was gone, he felt at peace and complete.

"How did you get here so fast?" Jean-Paul mumbled into his shoulder and pulled him even closer.

"Teleporters can come into handy," Daken replied and smiled as the speedster chuckled. He was let go of and soon found himself caught in a breathtaking kiss.

"You are indeed taller…," Jean-Paul noticed after he made a step back and took the different look of Daken in. Compared to before they were of equal height, his hair was longer and kind of carefully styled as a fohawk. He was also sporting well-manicured facial hair now that made him look a lot like Godfrey Gao, who he had met during one model job once, just that Gao was a giant compared to them when it came to height. Plus, Daken was even more beautiful. If that was even possible. "C'mon, let's go inside. I'm sure the Professor and the others would like to see you." He linked their hands and started walking, feeling completely content and happy.

"You sure about that?" Daken huffed and soon found himself in the middle of the kitchen, immediately hugged by Kitty and Jubilee to his surprise.

"Told you so!" the Quebecois smirked and let go of him, watching the scene. He chuckled as both girls let quickly go of the feral again and held him at arm's length, just to ask him if he was himself or his evil-self once more.

"Is there a difference?" Bobby asked and received glares.

"Fuck you, Drake!" Daken snarled.

"Okay, it's him. Welcome back," Iceman shrugged and went on killing the strawberry ice cream in front of him.

Panting, Scott ran down the corridor at school, past all lockers, doors and around corners in hope to get away. He could hear that the tall, scary man with the black clothes and coat was still after him, heard his growls and chuckles. Obviously that guy was enjoying the hunt.

After running around another corner and with the staircase ahead of him, Scott turned while running, just to see how the man was now running after him on all fours and made a huge leap towards the ceiling, from which he jumped off instantly to shorten his way. The boy stumbled and fell to the ground, saw the man now leaping at him. Scott got quickly up again and stumbled towards the stairs, felt how the hand with the sharp nails reached out to grab him, but since the man was still in the air, he missed him. His lungs already burned from exhaustion, but he fought his way upstairs as fast as he could. From downstairs, he heard an angry noise that could have been mistaken for a growl of an animal. Scott looked over the banister just to see how the man quickly ascended the stairs on all fours, jumping like a huge cat. Once more the boy began to ask himself what had happened that the guy was after him, wondered if someone had found out the true reason why he wore glasses and had sent the man to kill him.

As he stumbled once more, he caught his fall with both hands and moved to ascend the stairs even further. Maybe he could hide somewhere from the man, he thought and ran down another corridor and into the first classroom he could find. His breathing came labored as he hid behind the teacher's desk and pulled his legs close. His heart was thumping wildly and he was sick to the stomach. If someone had really found out what he was, or if Aaron had found him and sent this guy to kill him… He had told the Professor just yesterday that he was afraid to go to a public school… Thinking about what might happen to him, he began to shake. And he'd been so happy that those horrible days as a hooker were finally over, that he had someone he could trust, who loved him as a son and who took care of him, gave him every chance on a better future… He didn't dare to imagine what would await him, if he was brought back to Aaron. Scott knew the man would take good care of him then…

Still panting, he crawled over to the end of the desk and peaked around the corner. The door was still closed and the man no where in sight. Scott took a deep breath and leant back against the desk, threw his head back against it to close his eyes for a moment. As he opened them again, he let out a loud scream.

Sabretooth chuckled, remained crouched on the desk, the black coat hanging from it a bit. "Playin' hide'n seek?" he growled amused, the satisfied grin never leaving his lips. He enjoyed hunting, especially if his prey thought it could get away. "Well, kid, I gotcha…, which means…yer fucked!" He was about to chuckle as his field of vision reddened and he crashed against the wall on the far back of the classroom. After shaking his head, he opened his eyes but his prey had already run past him. Growling, Sabretooth got up and chased further after him. He turned around a corner just to see how Scott was about to run downstairs again. He quickened his rapid pace and leapt at the boy before this one could escape. The impact sent Scott over the banister and he screamed as he realized that he was falling. The red beam shot out of his eyes, destroyed everything around him as he turned around his own axis constantly during the fall and he landed hard on the ground, the air being forced out of his lungs. Scott only saw how the man was suddenly standing over him, when everything turned black…

Cyclops blinked rapidly behind his visor as he was standing in the middle of the corridor, watching an angry Sabretooth charging at him. The beast had long, wild hair and sharp nails, his canines out and dangerous. However, compared to back then, in an old life that probably didn't count here and now, he didn't feel scared or nervous. As Sabretooth leapt at him with an angry roar his hand simply reached up to touch the side of his visor. And this time it was the feral that flew backwards and landed hard on the cold floor. After making sure the beast would stay down Scott touched his intercom. "Jean? I got him. He's down. You can start your work," he said and went over to the unconscious Creed.

"Nooooo!"

"Oh, c'mon, kiddos. It's just a goddamn bath 'n you'll take it!"

"Nooooo!"

Cursing, Logan jumped over the sofa and headed after Jamie and Jake, both boys running away and trying to hide while they were stark naked. "Oh, c'mon!"

"No bath, daddy!" Jamie cried and shook his head, hiding behind an armchair.

"No bath!" Jake agreed and joined his younger brother.

"Fine…," Logan growled and threw his arms up in defeat. "No bath then…" He went slowly over to his sons, who both peeked around the corner.

"Really?" Jake asked and he and Jamie started squealing aloud as Logan quickly grabbed them.

"Nope. I was kiddin'!" he said and carried them over to the bathroom in a bear hug, laughing at their pouty faces. He was in the middle of giving them a bath as he heard the twins shouting for him. "What is it?" he called back and it didn't take long for them to stick their heads through the crack at the door.

"Aunt Marie and Uncle Remy are taking Isa and Jean-Luc to the mall. Can we go too?" Jack asked.

"Pleaaaase?" Lily added and gave her father her best puppy look.

"Just the two of ya?" Logan asked, cocking an eyebrow at them.

"Yeah, Ray and Laura are going with Aunt 'Ro and TJ to see a movie," his son told him. "So can we go?"

Logan sighed. "Yeah, but I don't wanna hear any complain 'n you'll stay close t'em. No runnin' off!" he warned the twins. "Got it?"

The kids looked at each other and rolled their eyes. "Yes, we are not five, you know?"

"No, but eleven, which is even worse than five. Off ya go." He winced as they slammed the front door shut after running off and looked at his youngest. "How about stayin' this small, pumpkins?"

"No?" Jamie asked and went on slamming his hands into the water, making it fly into every direction.

"Yeah, I thought so…," Logan grunted and splashed some water back. "Ignore yer old man…"

"Having a rough time?" someone suddenly asked behind him and made him smile broadly.

"Yer finally back?" Quickly, he got up to pull Jean close and kiss her.

"Ewww!" Jake and Jamie made at the same time and covered their eyes.

Logan growled playfully. "Ya don't like me smoochin' yer ma, look away. Simple as that, kiddos!" Having said it he went on doing what he'd done, smiling too as Jean smiled against his lips. "How did it go?"

"Good. We found John, Anna and Victor. They are downstairs with Charles and are getting updated," she told him and went over to give both of her sons a kiss.

"Ya look beat, darlin'," Logan noticed and hugged her from behind. "The kids are out with Rogue, the Cajun and 'Ro. How about ya get some shut eye 'n I take care of these rugrats here?"

Nodding, Jean ran a hand through her long hair. "Sounds good actually…" She went to the bedroom and got changed. With her mind she closed the curtains and pulled the duvet back at the same time, then slipped underneath the covers with a sigh. She felt exhausted and tired as hell. Hopefully, she could sleep for a couple of hours until the children came back home. She heard Logan talking softly to his sons and guessed that he was dressing them in the living room. It didn't take long before he whistled for Miloh and Callie to come with him and for their front door to get shut. Heaving a deep breath she cuddled up to Logan's pillow and fell asleep.

Logan had barely arrived downstairs as he heard people fighting with each other. "What the hell…?!" he muttered and went onto the direction of the voices. He turned around the corner and found himself in front of the living room where he stopped dead in the tracks and looked at the scene in front of him.

"Angry, daddy?" Jake asked and looked at him with big eyes.

"No, not me, kiddo," Logan grunted and put both of them to the ground. "What on earth's goin' on here?!"

Scott, who was leaning against the wall to his right, shrugged. "We were having breakfast when Kyle and that woman suddenly stood in the room and started shouting at JP…"

"That woman's his twin sister. Jeanne-Marie," Logan informed him. "So she's not dead here, huh?"

"Obviously not. And pissed as hell…" Scott was watching the scene in silence, his eyes briefly darting aside to watch how Jamie and Jake walked over Alex and began playing with him, before he looked at the scene again. "Damn…"

"What?" Logan asked, by now leaning against the wall too, his arms crossed.

"They have the same hot temper, huh?"

"Trust me… You've no idea…"

Jean-Paul, who was standing next to a sour looking Daken, had one hand covering his face and was barely holding it together by now. The feeling of relief after seeing his twin sister, who had been dead in his old world, almost gone while she was shouting at him. "I'm telling you for the last time, Jeanne-Marie, that I am telling you the truth. Ask the Professor, damn it!" he shouted back at her in French, his eyes glowing white in anger. "I am NOT your Jean-Paul!"

Kyle huffed, his face a mask of fury as he looked at his fiancé and Daken. "I thought better of you… And I'm asking again, how long is this going already?"

"I don't understand a word…," Jubilee whispered and Kitty just rolled her eyes.

"Maybe you should have paid attention to Logan's French classes and spent less time ogling his ass!"

"I did so not ogle his ass!" Jubilee disagreed and popped her chewing gum. "I ogled his pecs and abs too…"

"You're impossible...", Kitty groaned.

"How could you, Jean-Paul?!" Kyle demanded to know and for the first time since he had arrived looked completely devastated. "We are supposed to marry today. I was worried that something might have happened to you, I have been on the phone nonstop since I couldn't reach you…," he told him and was shaking his head in hurt and disgust. "And then I come here, happy to have finally found you, just to see you kissing this…"

"…this hot, handsome and utterly sexy hunk?" Daken finished for him in English and received a glare from the speedster. "What? I was just finishing his sentence," he added in perfect French.

"Don't make it worse than it already is!" Jean-Paul hissed.

"Who was asking for your opinion anyway?!" Jeanne-Marie snapped at the feral, who gave her an arrogant look.

"You know, you might be equally beautiful but…"

"Shut up, Hiro!" Jean-Paul quickly intervened and let out a curse in relief as he saw the Professor joining them. "Thank God. Could you please tell them I'm telling the truth?!"

"That's why I'm here," Charles said and looked at their guests. "If you allow me," he touched the side of his head and concentrated on Kyle's and Jeanne-Marie's mind, retrieving the necessary memories from Jean-Paul's mind. It didn't take long and their faces changed from anger to shock and recognition. "You see that he was telling you the truth? Neither of us is from this world here. Our bodies are, not our minds."

Kyle was staring blankly at Jean-Paul for a moment before he went over to hug him, much to Daken's dismay. "I'm so sorry."

The speedster shook his head. "You couldn't have known. This whole situation is already as crazy as it can get." His phone began to ring and he chose to ignore it for the moment. "You can tell me what happened after I flew you back to Canada later."

"Only if you tell me your side of the story," Kyle smiled and gave Daken, who had made a gagging noise a glare. "We are in deep shit though. The press knows about the wedding. They planned media coverage, the guests are invited, we are supposed to stand in front of the priest in less than 5 hours! If we cancel now not only your name but also mine and the company's will be damaged!"

"Shit…," Jean-Paul cursed and ran a hand through his dark hair.

"You could still marry him instead…," Jubilee pointed at Daken and wiggled her eyebrows. "I mean you were engaged and all…"

"This is serious, okay?" the speedster snapped and cursed as his phone began to ring again. "Professor? Can't you make them somehow forget?"

"And then what?" Kitty asked.

"If he cancels and they see him dating that guy," Kyle nodded at Daken, who was seizing him up for a coffin, "his reputation will be destroyed. We can't risk that…"

"Where's Jean, Logan?" Charles asked.

"Sleepin'… 'n you'll let her sleep!" he warned them with a glare.

"It will take too long to find every single guest with Cerebro," the Professor said. "What I can do is to wait until everyone is gathered at the wedding. It will be easier to alter their minds while attending it too. Usually, I would never do this but considering our situation and that it is not your fault, Jean-Paul, I will see what I can do."

"Thank you…" The speedster chose to ignore the phone as it began to ring once more and went over to his twin sister. "Do you still want to kill me?" he asked and she looked up, her face streaked with tears as she remembered her last moments in his arms after she had caught the bullet that was meant for him. She shook her head and hugged him back as hard as she could. "I missed you so much…," she heard him muttering into her neck and closed her eyes for a while, simply listening to her twin's heartbeat. As his phone rang for the fifth time he let go of her, running a hand over his face and grabbing the damn thing with the other. "What?!" he asked in complete annoyance and listened to the voice on the other end while Jeanne-Marie went carefully over to Daken, who was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed and looking at her without any detectable emotion.

"Can we forget the past thirty minutes and start over?" she asked and he tilted his head to regard her. "What do you say?"

"I say that you are even bitchier than your brother," Daken said bluntly and made Logan roll his eyes. "But whatever. I don't care about anything you said to me anyway." He shrugged and began to frown as he noticed how pale Jean-Paul had suddenly become. "As he said… This whole mess is already crazy enough and…" He paused. "What's wrong with you?"

Kyle had already reached out to steady Jean-Paul who had let the phone sink and was pale as a ghost. "What's the matter? Bad news?" he asked.

"No…"

"But?" Logan asked.

"If I understood correctly…", the speedster said and wondered if the world had always been spinning so fast, "…then I just became father to a 6 pounds baby girl…"

Again thanks for the overwhelming support. I'm glad you still want to see this story continued. : ) Please leave a review and let me know what you think!
The flashback of Scott and Creed was written loooong ago. Origins had just come out and I couldn't find the right spot to include that scene.
There should be a jump in time around chapter 4. See you soon!