A/N: Review! PLEASE!!! I love you? PLEASE!!!! Um, yeah. And vote! How do I end it? Happy, sad, or disturbing? PLEASE, I beg you, for the love of Jack! Lolz.

The X-Men gathered around their leader. No, not Scott. Xavier. They waited for him to wake up. He did, slowly.

The first thing out of his mouth was, "Scott." When he was coherent, he looked around, trying to find his son.

"Professor," Logan said slowly. "I dunno how to tell ya this."

"What?" Xavier demanded. "Is he hurt? Dead? Tell me."

"No. He's. . .healthy. He's also the reason we're here."

"What? Logan you're not making any sense."

"Our Fearless Leader is a fuckin' turn-coat," Jean spat.

Xavier was silent. "No." It wasn't screamed, it was quiet. He was denying.

"Professor, look at the evidence," Storm argued. "We've all seen it. He's said it. Magneto's mutants knew how to counter every one of our attacks, something they've never done before. Scott was the only one who knew how those plans could be stopped, and what to do in case they were countered. It could only have been Scott."

"And it WAS Scott," said a voice from the doorway. Speaking of, there was Scott leaning against the frame of the door. "Maybe you don't believe them, but you better believe me."

Xavier was in shock. "Why?"

"A few reasons."

"We're all interested," Logan said sarcastically.

"You'd better keep your mouth shut," Scott growled. "You're in enough trouble as is." Logan shuddered. Maybe his comment hadn't been forgotten.

"Anyway," Scott said conversationally, "a few reasons. First of all, was Jean. Pushing, constantly teasing, flaunting. . .Enough said." Jean turned red. She knew it was true. She HAD teased him. "Secondly, Logan. Ah, sweet Wolverine. You know naught of the human nature. I dealt with as much of your bullshit as I could."

"Why?" Logan demanded. "Man, you're dumber than I thought," Scott said. "I thought I already told you. I was in love with you. I would have done ANYTHING for you."

Silence.

"Third, I was under so much pressure. None of you saw the breaking point. Your failure. I did what I could to be what you needed, what you wanted. It was too much."

"Oh, Scott," Xavier sobbed. "I never knew the stress I was putting you under."

Scott had gone quite still. Then he relaxed. "Well, now that we're all here, time for the fun to begin." He grinned at Wolverine. "Beginning with you, my friend." He turned and left.

Storm turned to Xavier. "What do we do now?" she asked, but it was obvious he would be no help. He was in shock, hurting from a very deep wound.

Storm turned to Wolverine. "Any ideas? You're first on the list."

"Nope. He's accounted for EVERYTHING. Only way we get out is if he lets us. Looks to me like he ain't gonna. He's too smart for us to outsmart. Looks like we trained him too good. So did Magneto."

Storm stared at him. "So that's it? We give up?"

"You think me 'n' Jeannie didn't do everything we thought we could have? We did. We tried. He's got every avenue covered. You got any bright ideas, let's hear 'em. I sure as hell wanna get outta here."

Storm was silent. "Right. No one goes anywhere alone. Two people on guard at all times. Fight tooth and nail if they try to take anyone. We go down fighting."

All of them nodded, save Professor Xavier who lay sobbing on the bed.