It was early in the morning, early enough that it was still dark outside. The mansion was eerily quite and still with everyone in their beds sound asleep. Well, almost everyone. Alexandria dressed in the darkness of her room and then literally floated down the hall, out the door, and down the attic stairs to the third floor hallway. She looked up the steps to make sure all was still quiet and that no one had heard her leave, and then Alexandria closed the bottom door and made her way down the hall towards the north wing of bedrooms.

Alexandria knocked softly on the last door on the right side of the fall hall and then she looked around to make sure no one was around. When there was no answer she knocked a little harder and then after still no reply she cracked open the door and popped her head in. The room was empty. She felt a sudden lump form in her stomach and then started back down the hall. She was just about to head back to the attic when she remembered something Remy had told her. 'Maybe he's walking around the grounds.' She thought to herself as she started down the main stair case.

She looked in the kitchen and out into the yard from the deck and then down in the danger room before Alexandria finally made it to the front hall. She was heading towards the front door when she heard the clink of pool balls knocking into each other. She smiled to herself as she headed towards the rec room. 'It has to be him,' she thought, 'who else would be playing pool at three in the morning.' Sure enough when she walked into the rec room there stood her father at the pool table.

"What'cha doing up, darlin'?" Logan asked as the cue ball sent the nine ball rolling into the left corner pocket.

Alexandria walked over to him and smiled. "Got something to show ya." She said as she took her father's hand. It was warm and rough and seemed to totally engulf her tiny little hand. She smiled again, that's how it use to feel when she was a little girl too.

Logan didn't say a word, he just let his daughter lead him though the house and out into the garage. They walked passed the rows of personal cars, then past the school's van, then past a row of motorcycles. Alexandria heard her father sigh gruffly as they passed Remy's old bike and it made she smile. She let go of his hand and turned to him, her smile gone, but there was a tinkle in her eye that Logan remembered all to well which made him smirk.

"Stay here." She told him before heading off to the far end of the garage.

Logan nodded and then walked over to Remy's bike. He ran his hands over the leather and remembered how he and the Cajun would spend hours on end in here working on their bikes, and from the look of the old girl, Remy still did. Logan moved over to one of the new bikes and was checking it out when he heard a small grunt coming from the back. When he looked up the site nearly knocked him on his rear.

Alexandria slowly walked her father's old scoot out from the back were she and Remy kept it. It was heavy and it was all she could do to push it, but she was use to handling it. She'd come out and practice tipping it and getting it back up when no one was paying attention to what she was doing. The look on her father's face when he saw her with his scoot was priceless.

"She still runs like a dream. Uncle Remy and I have made sure of it. He's been teaching me how to work on her and keep her tuned and everything. He even promised to teach me how to ride her when I turned sixteen, but since she's yours and your back now."

Logan walked over to his daughter and the bike. He ran his hands over the bikes leather and chrome, he checked out her engine and everything Remy and Alexandria had done. She looked just as she had the last time he'd ridden her. Then he got on and started her up. The growling purr he heard made the grumpy feral little man smile as big and as brightly as a child on Christmas morning.

Watching her father reacquainting himself with his motorcycle made Alexandria happier then she had felt in a long time. She drunk in every moment as if she'd be dying of thrust. She'd missed out on so much time with her father and she wanted to savor everything. She nearly squealed in delight when Logan handed her a helmet.

"Is the IHOP in town still open?"

Alexandria jumped up and down with a smile on her face that lit up the whole place. Logan laughed deeply as he watched his daughter grab a leather jacket from a hook behind the bikes and then revved the engine as she put the jacket and helmet on. Alexandria climbed onto the back of the bike and wrapped her arms around her father tightly as she brought her feet up to rest on the pegs.

The restored old Harley ripped out of the Xavier mansion's garage, down the long drive way, out the fount gates, and then disappeared down the dirt road with it's two riders happily and silently enjoying the moment.

Ororo and Jean sat at the kitchen table drinking their coffee enjoying the alone time together before the madness of breakfast, or any meal for that matter, in the mansion started. Ororo sat with her legs in Jean's lap and smiled as Jean ran a hand up and down one of them. Moments like these had become rare since Logan's return. Something always seemed to get in the way of them. Questions, worries, concerns, the fact that legally Ororo's marriage to Logan was still valid since he wasn't dead after all, even Logan himself just seemed to have the timing down for interrupting them.

Then there was the fact that Logan Jr. was not dealing well with his father's return at all. He avoided Logan all together most of the time and fought relentlessly with his sister over her growing bond with Logan. Logan Jr. blamed Alexandria for breaking their family and he demanded in a temper that would revile that of all X-Men that she fix it. Alexandria tried her best to keep clam with her little brother and to explain to him that it's going to take a while but things will work out and their family will better for it, not broken. But Ororo could see the worry in both her children's eyes, and it hurt her to see Alexandria being torn inside. She loved the why her family was, she loved having her mother and Jean together, but she loved having her father back.

*What's on your mind, 'Ro?* Jean asked Ororo telepathically.

Ororo looked up at her lover and smiled weakly at her. She was about to reply when the kitchen door burst open.

"Good morning mon amis." Remy said sleepily as he shuffled across the kitchen floor towards the coffee pot.

"Good morning, brother." Ororo replied as she took Jean's hand and squeezed it. "I did not hear you return, when did you get back?"

Remy looked over at the Egyptian goddess he called sister and then cocked his head to the side. "Remy not go any where to come back from, mon ami."

Jean looked at him with a slightly confused look as she played with Ororo's long white hair. "Sure you did, Remy, this morning on your bike. We heard you leave sometime before dawn."

"T'was not Remy you heard, Jeannie." Remy said as he took a seat across from the two women. "You ask Rogue, Remy not leave de bed all night."

"Could have been Sam then I guess." Ororo said with a shrug as she sipped her coffee.

"I didn't do it!" Sam called from the doorway. "It was Bobby's idea I.."

Sam was cut off as Bobby bopped him in the head. "Shut up you southern goof ball."

As the rest of the family filed into the kitchen for breakfast it slowly dawned on Ororo who had left that early in the morning on a motorcycle and wondered when exactly Remy had told Logan his bike was still here. Her mind started to drift off into the memories of riding behind Logan on the back of his scoot and a slow smile spread across her face. For as much as she use to complain about that bike, she truly did love the feeling it gave her to be on it with her arms around him.

Ororo was brought out of her memories by a pair of arms wrapping around neck. "Good morning, Aunt 'Ro." Rachel said before giving Ororo a quick kiss on the check and stealing a piece of her bacon.

"Good morning, Child." Ororo replied with a smile. She looked around and saw Rachel, Logan. Jr., Kitty, and Jubilee, but no Alexandria. "And where would your sister be this morning?" She asked as Rachel leaned in to steal a bit of her toast.

Rachel shrugged. "Mmumm," She mumbled with her mouth full. "She wasn't in her bed when I woke up and her PJs were thrown all over the floor again."

Ororo felt a flash of panic before the calmness of her control took over again. It only took her a few seconds to piece together that her daughter was with Logan and she relaxed a little bit more. She trusted Logan with their children but she would still have to have a talk with her teenage daughter about sneaking out at dawn with out telling anyone where she's going.

It was after one o'clock before Logan's Harley came roaring up the drive way. Jean was just getting into her car when the bike pulled up next to her. She got back out and walked over to the other side of the car and leaned against it with her arms crossed.

Alexandria got off the bike and took her helmet off. She shook out her long white and hair and then wrapped her father in a huge hug. "That was great, Daddy! Can we do it again!"

Logan hugged his daughter back and smiled. "Every weekend just like we use to."

Jean smiled quickly before turning serious again and clearing her throat to let them know she was there.

"Aunt Jeannie!" Alexandria squealed not noticing the look on her other mother's face. "It was so cool! We went all the way to.." Alexandria stopped when she finally noticed Jean's look. "What?"

"Do you know that you've had your mother worried?" Jean asked in her 'I'm not very happy with you' mother voice.

Alexandria blushed a little. "I was with Daddy. It's ok."

"No, Alexandria, it isn't ok. It's never ok to just take off with out telling someone where your going, even if it's with Logan."

Alexandria titled her head and looked a little confused. "But we just went out for awhile and it was kinda spear of the moment and if you had really wanted to know where I was your would have reached out telepathically and asked me and I would have told you so there's really no reason to get all huffy." She said in one long breathless sentence.

"Your not a little girl anymore, Alexandria. Your old enough to know that it's the responsible thing to inform your parents where you are going. You snuck out of the attic at three in the morning and then took of with out a word and you've been gone nearly ten hours without a single call, or telepathic word. You don't see this as something that could possibly worry your mother and I?"

Alexandria hadn't even thought of it as being like sneaking out but she guessed it was kinda. She was about to apologize when she head her father step up behind her.

"Back off the kid, Jeannie. She was with me. You know she was safe."

"That's not the point, Logan. The point is she should have told someone or left a note or told me telepathically." Jean then turned to Alexandria her face still looking like a disapproving parent. "You mother wants to have a word with you but she had to take your brother into town, so I think it would be best if you waited for her in your room."

Again Alexandria was about to reply as she nodded her head, but Logan again stepped in.

"Who gave you the right to be sending my kid to her room for spending the mornin' with her old man?" There was a lot of emotion in that statement that had nothing to do with Jean sending Alexandria to her room and a whole lot about Jean taking Logan's place in his family.

But before Jean could answer his statement a voice from the driveway replied for her. "I did." Ororo said as she began to walk towards them, Logan Jr. on her heels. Logan, Jean, and Ororo shared a look, as did Alexandria and Logan Jr.

"Alexandria I do believe that Jean asked you to go to the attic, would you be so kind as to take your brother with you."

"Yes ma'am." Alexandria said as she nodded her head towards the door. "Come on twerp."

"Don't call me that, dork face" Logan Jr. replied.

Once the adults where alone Ororo looked at Logan, his bike and then back at him. "I understand your wanting to spend time with the children. Logan. I want you to. I have no problem with you taking Alexandria out on your bike, I do have a problem with not knowing where she is."

"We use to.." Logan started but Ororo cut him off.

"Every Saturday morning. Yes I know. I knew she was with you and that you two went to breakfast every week." Logan gave her a how'd you know look and Ororo chuckled. "She was a small child, Logan. I kind of guessed when she'd come home coved in maple syrupy."

Ororo paused as she walked closed to Jean but she still looked at Logan. "And as far as Jean is concerned. She's helped me raise the children for the past ten years, Logan. She was a parent to them long before she became my lover. Yes your their father and I want you in their lives as such, but Jean's as much their mother as I am and your being back doesn't change her role in their lives."

There was a long pause where no one said a word. Finally Logan just nodded and then walked away. Ororo and Jean watched him until they couldn't see him any more. Then Jean turned to Ororo.

"He didn't like that."

"He doesn't like a lot of things right now but these are my choices. He promised he'd give me time and deal with what I chose. If he can't that's his problem."

Jean could tell how much that statement hurt Ororo. She didn't say a word, she just put her arm around Ororo's back and leaned into her. Ororo wrapped her arms around Jean in return and neither said a word.