Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine, except for Aurora, Granite and Serpentine, and the weapons I gave to Orion, plus her name. But the character itself remains Marvel's. Plot is mine though.

Throughout story: " " = Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath

I promise you now that Jean is going to take a part.. let's just say that before, it had been hidden by both of them. I find Wolverine a character who is likely to do that. And Scott being a team leader well, perhaps the same. But he is going to get found out now.

Chapter 41

"Aurora.." Logan began faintly, eyes glancing out of the nearby window, watching the crystal blue sky as it shone down upon them.

Aurora looked to him, wiping another few tears that fell from her eyes, "Yes?"

"Look, I .. Er.. I wondered what you meant earlier.. About.. About how we're the same. Do you mean just the Alkali Lake stuff?"

"No.. It's much more than that!"

Logan now eyed her, a nervous feeling dawning upon him, "It is?"

"Yes.." She answered, looking up to him, "We share.." She turned to him, holding him by his arms as he attempted to try and turn from her gaze, "We share blood, we share mutations!"

Logan looked down at her, his eyes pouring into hers whilst his mind scolded him and punishing him with a fresh wave of guilt.

"Your blood runs through me, and mine runs through you. Stryker force us to share blood, he swapped our genes, making us have each other mutations! That's what I remember from the dream! That's what I have been trying to tell you for so long!"

Recognition dawned upon Logan, "You have my healing.. yes.. I understand that.. but.. your shape shifting?"

Aurora couldn't help but smile at his confused state, "You have heightened senses. You can hear things a normal body can't."

Logan felt himself try to pull away, as if what she was telling him were lies, words he couldn't bare to hear.

Aurora however stepped closer, pulling him towards her, forcing him to look down at her, "Can't you feel the animal inside you? Can't you feel it soaring through your veins? Your blood?"

Logan softly gasped, his breathing a little ragged as he shook his head, hardly daring to believe this new shed of light on his past.

"I'm not lying Logan! You know I'm right! You can sense it!"

Logan stared at her, it was true, it felt so right when he heard her say it.. it explained a lot, "Christ.." He murmured hoarsely.

Footsteps were echoing from one end of the corridor in which Logan and Aurora were present. Logan had a sense of panic over him and he stepped away hurriedly from Aurora, as if touching her and consoling her was something he shouldn't do.. But now, it was something he couldn't do, since the guilt had become to strangle at his chest, unforgiving his heart for daring to try and move on.

The footsteps continued and Logan turned abruptly, his eyes narrowing to scrutinize at the figure that was coming their way. He didn't need to look, for his nostrils picked up the scent. It was -

"Scott?" Said Aurora, straightening and hurriedly running her hands over her cheek, freeing them of tear stains and fallen eyelashes.

Scott came closer, looking at the two with his usual sour expression whenever he was forced to put up with the presence of Logan, "Yes?" He asked, coming to a halt beside them, the thick ringer binder under his left arm.

Aurora looked down to the folder them to him, "Where're you going?"

Logan just folded his arms, standing a little bit in front of Aurora, performing some sort of barrier between Cyclops and his Aurora.

His?! Argh, he's got to stop doing that he thought stubbornly, frowning mainly at himself.

Scott glared at Logan's frown before he answered Aurora in a bitter fashion, "Going to check the DVDs you brought.. And I'm going to search for one that filmed Miss. Brooks Senate Hearing on the Registration Act."

Aurora gave a small nod, glancing nervously between the growing tension of the atmosphere between Scott and Logan.

"Ok?" Said Scott sharply, directed at Logan in an inferior fashion, as if Logan had not being able to interpret what he had said.

Logan growled under his breath, eyes glaring viciously at Scott, fixed on the back of his head as Scott walked away. He had such an urge to run over and claw the little git into a pulp.

Aurora by now was used to sensing the urges Logan often experienced whenever Scott arrived in his usual pompous mood. She held onto his arm, pulling him back from advancing. The pull was strong and Logan eyed at the strength she had managed to put on him from the strength of her gold adamantium arm, "Leave it, Logan." She said softly, shaking her head.

Logan pulled his arm away from her, not in an irritated fashion, but in a more desperate way, as if scared of touching her. Because the way it made his insides was unbearable. It was a sick feeling as guilt was polluting his senses whenever he saw her, or touched her, or even smelt her fresh scent that he had grown so fond of that he now knew of, how familiar she was to him.

Scott dropped down into a seat in his room, dumping the hefty files upon his desk. A draw was dragged heavily open, and he searched through DVD cases that were sat stacked neatly in a row, but were soon discarded of neatness as they fell and twisted out of their straight line. Two yellow cases were promptly lifted from the collection. He scrutinized at the pair from his red tinted shades, sighing as he mentally cursed himself for not bothering to write on what they were. He opened them both, inside two discs glinted gently back at him, a row of rainbow shades lighting up from the sunlight that beat heavily on through the large window by the bed. He shrugged to himself, placing one of the discs into the DVD player that sat beside a TV in the corner of the room. He lifted the remote, eyeing it for a moment before he pressed his index finger upon a rounded button in the centre. The dull screen suddenly came alive with graphics.. To which he stared at, breath suddenly caught in his throat.

"What's he up to?" Murmured Logan, suddenly sniffing at the air. Something was wrong, he was receiving a peculiar addition to Scott's scent, one he had experienced before.. it was distraught.

"Logan! Leave him be!" Aurora cried, sensing the same as Logan, but her feminine mind knowing best to leave Scott alone.

Logan shook his head, striding on down the corridor, following after Scott's scent, "No.. Just stay there."

Aurora took a few steps, obviously not considering to pay attention to his command.

Logan suddenly growled, a little too angrily that he had meant, too much anger had reached his mind and his chest was heaving with the flood of emotions. Aurora froze on the spot from the growl, then taking a small step back to her original position.

Logan shook his head some more, mentally scolding himself for being so rash. But now, he continued on, following the scent, and the faint sound that was now reaching his ears.

Logan came to a halt by Scott's door; the sound was obvious now, roaring at his temples. It was sobbing, true heart-rending sobs. The owner of the weeping was obviously distressed, for the gasps racked the air, deep and painful.

Logan stared at the woodwork with a raised brow. That was Scott?

Suddenly, he heard a voice from the room, a female voice. It was Jean's voice!

Logan thought he had gone temporarily insane from the guilt. But no.. It was she, a sweet and light tune. But the melody of her voice was haunting, as he knew it shouldn't be there. It should be silent, drowned away by the death of her body.

Logan rested his head against the woodwork, his insides freezing as he heard the voice he thought would never reach his ears again was heard, delightful and gentle. He then paid attention to the words, rather than the din of her accent.

"Scott! No don't do that!" Came the voice, full of laughter, "No, stop it!" A scream of giggles, "No!"

Logan stiffened, his hand resting on the doorknob.

"Argh! No! Get off me!" It was becoming more desperate; she was in need of help!

Logan threw himself through the door, slamming it open heavily. The breath was knocked from his chest as his eyes stared right at Jean..

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