Logan finally goes back to the school. What will the people think of Shania? I know I'll put that Jean doesn't like her.

Damn, I still have to find a cool mutation for her. Help me dear readers! (And it has to be dangerous. Heheheheheh) Plus, it has to be evil because even the government wants her. Well, maybe they were after Logan . . . I wont tell you who they're after. Keep the suspense is my rule number two, after my rule number one, which is to put in a lot of trouble. I'll stick to rule number two for the next couple of chapters, then I'll add some rule number one. Yeah.

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Chapter 6:

That day was a very special day. It was the first cloudless day since New Year' eve, equivalent to three weeks without sunshine. All the students were outside. Absolutely all, including the teachers. Most of the boys had divided each other in two teams and they all had taken time in building two gigantic snow forts. Of course, they made an enormous snowball fight in which the girls took place. Even the teachers had taken place in it. Storm had taken care of the snow supplies, Jean threw many with her power, and poor Cyclops had been attacked by all the students at the same time and he had used his optic beams to try and destroy all the snowballs before they reached him. He still received one behind the head and many in the chest, to the students' little joy.

The professor was inside, watching them form his office's window. It was what made him happy: seeing mutants contented and pleased.

That was the day when Logan came back.

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Scott ducked behind a snow heap to avoid another pack of snowballs directed at him. He heard Jean, laughing like a four year old on Christmas day. The sound brought a smile to his snowy face. He covered his face as he saw two snowballs change direction and swerve towards him, forcibly thrown by his fiancé.

"Jean! . . . I thought . . . we were . . . on the same . . . team!" he shouted, cut off by spasms of laughter.

"What team, honey?" Jean said, throwing off a dozen other snowballs.

Storm ran off towards a group of trees, followed by a rush of wind. She saw the top of a bright orange hat behind a denuded bush, and formed a snowball with her gloved hands. She threw it and it hit the spot. It wiggled and Jubilee's head appeared, followed by Rogue and Kitty's. They both threw other balls towards Ororo and most of them hit her as they sheered with glee.

"Hey, here's one for you girls!" a voice said as the snow around the three teenagers turned to ice. Bobby's head appeared from the other side, making funny faces at Jubilee.

Provoked, she made a step towards him, her gloved hands full with snowballs. She screamed as she slid and fell on the icy surface. Bobby's laugh was heard pretty far away. Pyro was trying to melt the opposite team's fort when Rogue came running from the main door, where she'd been hiding from Bobby.

"Jean!" she shouted on top of everyone's shouts. "There's a car at the gate!"

The sound of a motor was heard as a silver Ferrari drove in. The students stayed further on the grounds, knowing that it was probably another teenager arriving or a visitor there to see the professor. Only the teachers and Rogue went forwards to see who it was.

Rogue let out a little shout of surprise seeing Logan come out of the driver's place. He smiled seeing her.

"Hey, kid," he said with a wide grin.

He saw Scott and Jean arrive together. An undistinguished sound came out of his mouth but wasn't noticed by anyone.

"One-Eye!" he said in cheerful/sarcastic way. "You missed me so much, you won't believe!"

Scott smiled evilly.

"Welcome back," Jean said to stop Scott from commenting.

"Did you find anything in Alberta?" Storm asked, ignoring the look Logan was giving her snow-patched coat.

"Euh . . . No not at the base. Nothin' left at the base," he said vaguely.

That's when they noticed the other person on the other side of the car. Shania had her hair loose falling in the back of her gray coat. There was brown fur on the rims of the sleeves and hooded collar. It was a nice, slightly expensive-looking coat.

Shania was looking up at the mansion, her face expressing astonishment. She took off the sunglasses from in front of her eyes and placed them on the top of her head with one of her gloved hands.

"Nice place you've got here," she said, without looking at them directly.

"And who is this?" Scott half-whispered, eyeing Logan who looked away.

Shany stopped looking at the building and turned to them, smiling as she walked to their side of the car.

"Shania Hales," she said, giving out her hand.

Scott shook it first, then Storm, Rogue and Jean. They all looked expectantly at Logan to explain himself.

"Euh . . . we were attacked by government dudes in Alberta," he said, hoping that they wouldn't ask too much questions. 

"Oh . . . well, welcome!" Ororo said, breaking the silence.

Rogue went back to her friends leaving the adults to walk inside to see the professor.

Somehow, Jean didn't seem to keen of the newcomer, even if it didn't show too much. Maybe it was because Scott didn't take his eyes off her.

They walked to the office on the second floor after having placed there coats elsewhere.

The professor was sitting behind his desk when they arrived. He looked up from his papers.

"Welcome back, Logan," he said with his pleasant smile. "Hello . . ." he paused, "Miss Hales. Welcome to my school."

"Thank you professor," she said, shaking his hand.

"I see the trip was okay," the professor said, a light smile on his face, making both Logan and Shan redden lightly. "Who were those men?"

"No idea," Logan said, glad to have changed the subject. "We think they were with the government. They had very good equipment and all. I'm still surprised by how fast they followed us. We lost them before arriving in New York."

They talked with the professor for some time, and then left with the others. Logan was left with Shania to show her around. After giving her a tour of the mansion, Logan was glad to see that the room he had used in his first visit had been left unoccupied. Nothing had been moved, and it was big enough for two people. He brought up his and Shan's stuff up to the room, from the car, then left her to go park the car in the garage.

It was to say, he was glad she liked the school. While she was gone to the garage, he went to see Marie, who had found refuge in the library while all the other students were still outside. She was deeply absorbed in a book when he came in, and so didn't look up.

Logan walked to the table where she was sitting.

"Hey Marie," he said, involuntarily making her jump.

She turned around and saw him there, his hands in his pockets.

"Hi Logan," she said with a wide smile, closing the book.

"How ya been?" he asked walking forward.

"Pretty good," she said casually. "And you?"

"The same," he replied. "Good to see you again, even if I didn't leave that long ago. I see you've kept those dog-tags," he said, seeing the chain she was wearing around her neck.

She made a movement to take them off, but he stopped her.

"You can keep 'em," he said. "I don't need 'em, anyways."

"Thanks," she said. "Now, you are going to stay here, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I guess so," he growled.

She smiled again.

"So, mind me asking who you came with?" she asked. "Shania Hales is it?"

Logan didn't say anything very quickly.

"Hey, I'm not going to go tell and all," she joked. "I have a part of you in my head. You can trust me with that. We can talk."

Logan smiled, looking at the teenager in front of him. It was true he knew he could trust her.

"I don't know why, but after I met her, no other woman interest me that much," he started, carefully choosing his words, unaware that he was hurting her feelings. "Like Jean, you know. You must know I was jealous of Scooter boy before, but not anymore, I think."

He sighed, leaning on the table.

"I guess I really love her."

He turned to Rogue and saw that she was smiling, some sort of sympathy in her eyes.

"I'm happy for you," she simply said.

A school bell was heard from the hallway.

"Well, I gotta go to my math class, but I'll see you later," Rogue said, walking towards the exit. She turned around before leaving, and smiled. "I'm glad you're back, Logan."

Wolverine smiled at her as she walked out.

"Fine kid," he muttered to himself, taking out a cigar from his pocket and lighting it with a lighter. He took a breath, and let out a puff of gray smoke, still smiling to himself.

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