A/N: I just have to apologize for the long wait. My computer got a virus this weekend and I haven't been aloud to turn it on...I'm actually not even supposed to be on it right now, but I just love keeping my readers satisfied! Thanks to my newest readers for their comments and to my older readers for continuing to support my fiction! I truly appreciate it! I decided to give Kurt a Spanish accent because I know how to do that pretty well (trust me you don't want to see my attempts at German!). So please don't hate me for that. I introduce two original characters of my own in this chapter( the twins). And I definitely don't mean for Logan to be "homophobic". He's just not used to being friendly or showing his feelings with males. And he's definitely not used to touching males unless he's fighting them!

Chapter Four: Love, Definitely

Jean looked aournd the room moving only her eyes. She felt somewhat...refreshed, yet she was afraid to move. She got the feeling that she hadn't moved in quite awhile. The last thing she remembered was the feeling of freezing cold washing over her. But she smiled when she saw where she was, back in her infirmary. She was alive and she was home. She decided to test her muscles. She wiggled her fingers and toes, strected her legs a little, turned her head from side to side. Good. I think I'm alright. Slowly Jean propped herself up and immediately saw the two men on either side of her, sound asleep. Her stomach sank. Scott and Logan...she sighed aloud wondering how they had felt without her. Had anything changed? Did they bond over her loss? Even sillier, had they found someone else? She sighed again thinking about how strong her love for Cyclops was. With him, there was an undeniable respect for each other, strong friendship, sense of security and trust-all of these things mattered immensely to Jean. On the other hand, Scott cared for her deeply, but he was always so busy...somewhat detached. Jean sometimes felt as if might do anything for his job. She had begun to imagine that maybe she would not be as happy with him as she thought. But then there was Logan...he was so passionate about her! He knew that Jean would never betray Scott, but he still showed his affection for her in not-so-subtle ways which, Jean got the feeling(well, ok, she sometimes sneaked a peek into his mind!), that he had never shown for anyone else. The way he trusted her and confided in her and no one else...plus he made her laugh and feel very young again. As rough as he seemed on the outside, she knew that he was romantic and passionate on the inside. And he was around way more than Scott. She could see herself being happy with him...maybe. Or maybe the passion would die off and prove that it was nothing but boredom and lust that fueled their relationship.

Before she had a chance to think any further the door creaked open and Ororo poked her head in.

"Jean!" she screeched, but then Jean put a finger to her lips and motioned to the sleeping guys. "Oops! I mean, Jean!" she then whispered and Jean gave a quiet laugh. Storm gave her a soft hug and kneeled next to the bed. "I can't believe you're here," she began. "I just...you don't know how hard it was to.." Storm had gotten tears again from rememebering how horrible having Jean away was. Jean smiled and "shh-ed" her friend gently.

"It's ok. I'm here now." They squeezed each other's hands and then Xavier came into the room.

"We'll talk later," Jean whispered and Ororo left the room, nodding a hello to the professor. Xavier wheeled up besided Jean and a genuine smile brightened his face.

"It is good to have you back with us, Jean," he finally said. Jean beamed and leaned over to give him a hug. When she pulled away from him, his eyes were a bit moist. Jean's face softened.

"Believe me, Professor, I'm glad to be back with you." He cleared his throat a bit, for Scott and Logan had stirred awake and both were looking at her, wide-eyed. Jean's heart skipped a beat. What do I do? she thought. I can't choose! I just can't. Suddenly, a crazy idea popped into her head. Do I dare? she thought, but didn't have another second to decide.

"Jean..." Scott whispered taking her hand.

"Hello, Scott." She smiled in a friendly manner and he leaned forward to kiss her lips. Instead of kissing him, she rejected the kiss by turning her head. Turning back, she forced a confused look onto her face. "Scott...it's good to see you..." she placed a small kiss on his cheed and patted his hands.

"Logan! Hello, Logan," she said turning to him with a friendly smile. He frowned a bit, wondering what was going on.

"Hey...Jean..." he said with a raised eyebrow as she gave him a small peck on the cheek and a jovial pat on the back.

"It's great to be back, guys! Did you miss your friend? Or did you just forget all about me?" she said with a little laugh. Scott wore a look of pure shcok on his face. She doesn't' remember?! She doesn't' remember what we had!!! he realized and took a sidelong glance at Logan to see if he had caught on, but Logan's face was unreadable. Xavier spoke.

"Jean, we're going to let you rest a bit more, and when you feel ready just give one of us a call and we'll help you get settled," he said and the guys stood up and followed him out of the door. Jean's overdone smile immediately vanished and she groaned. Oh, my. I hope I'm not making a terrible mistake.

Outside of the infirmary, Scott and Logan looked at each other, Scott still wondering whether or not Logan had caught on. Of course he had. Wolverine grinned.

"Well, I guess she's not your girlfriend anymore, huh? Back to square one, and this time her main man is gonna be me," he snarled mischieviously. Scott turned red with anger.

"We'll see about that," he said and stalked off.

Soon, news that Jean Grey was back in the school, alive and well, had reached all of the students. They planned a celebration party in the courtyards that evening filled with music, dancing, food, the works. Any reason to party was a good reason according to the students, and lately even the teachers need a bit of stress relief. Jean had insisted she was well enough to attend and was sitting at a table with Ororo, chatting and watching some of the older students dance to the popular songs that another student was DJing. Xavier sat and talked in a circle in the grass with some kids and teachers.

Naturally, Jean began to scan the yard for Scott and Logan. She spotted Scott on the far side playing tag with some of the younger kids. Suddenly, they all turned on him and he began to run,being chased by at least 10 kids until they gained on him, and, laughing, tackled him to the ground. He began to laugh, too, and Jean smiled. This is when she heard loud laughter from the other side. It was coming from Rogue as she pulled Logan up to try and get him to dance. It really was a funny sight, and Jean had to smile even though she was a little bit annoyed. She still has a crush on him, she thought, inwardly rolling her eyes.

The next day classes resumed because things had died down a bit, even though people were still sending flowers and such to Jean, welcoming her back. She had deicded that she was not quite ready to be back in the classroom and the professor agreed. For the next week or so she would be taking therapy sessions with Xavier instead of teaching and Storm would cover her classes. During one such class, Ororo received two new students.

"Class, I would like to introduce two new students in our school," she announced in her soft African dialect. Immediatley, many of the kids stopped talking with each other to look at the front of the room. Standing next to Ororo was a set of twins, one boy and one girl. They looked to be about age sixteen, and the boy was a head taller than his stister, but everything else about their looks were just alike, except for their fasion tastes. They both had strawberry blond curls, bright hazel eyes, barely visible freckles, and athletic bodies, but the girl was dressed a bit more "prep" in a denim miniskirt and off-the-shoulder top while her brother wore his hair a bit shaggy with checked sneakers, faded jeans, and a rock band t-shirt—his outfit oozed punk rock appeal. On seeing the pair, a few girls sent the boy their best smiles and a few guys had begun to casually size the girl up, sending each other mischievious grins of approval. Obviously they were going to be a popular pair with the student body.

"This is Aurora," Storm continued pointing to the young woman beside her, "and this is Cameron," she said pointing to Aurora's borther.

"It's Aero," he corrected her.

"Oh, alright! Well, this is Aero," Storm said, before sending them to their seats and continuing her lesson. When the last bell finally sounded, the students began chatting again and left the classroom, leaving Storm seated behind Jean's desk.

Outside, Rogue and Bobby were walking together holding hands. In the past week she had begun to gain control of her powers with the help of Xavier, and Bobby trusted her enough to give her the chance to practice. Of course, he also loved the fact that he could finally touch his girlfriend. Her skin is so soft, he often found himself thinking, and those were his exact thoughts at the moment. Rogue spoke.

"I'm glad things are getting back on track," she said as she swung her school bag at her side.

"Yeah, me too," Bobby said as he gave her hand a small squeeze. The couple continued their walk in comfortable silence trhough the courtyard and underneath the trees, who's leaves were just beginning to change color from bright summer green to warm autumn orange and yellow. The weather was nice and they were enjoying each other's company for the first time since the day that they had lost Jean. Turning another corner, they almost literally bumped into Wolverine.

"Hi, Marie," he said. "Hi, Bobby."

"Hey," Bobby said and Rogue managed to get a somewhat audible greeting to escape her lips. Wow, he looks so good today, she thought even though he was wearing a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a pair of socks, which is what he usually wore around the property after school got out. Bobby's lips pursed when he saw the blush rise to Rogue's cheeks. She still likes him, he thought and barely stopped himself from rolling his eyes. Logan kept walking after he waved a "see ya later" to them and Bobby turned to Rogue, who looked back at him with a slightly guilty look in her eyes. He pretended not to notice.

"I'm gonna go on to my room," he announced and looked from her eyes down to her lips and back to her eyes again.

"Ok. Ah think I'm gonna keep walking. Ah could use the fresh air, ya know?" Her Canadian speech had died down a bit but it still could be heard with certain words. Bobby Drake nodded and leaned down towards her mouth. Rogue was hesitant, but leaned up to him anyway. Their lips joined and Bobby slipped his tongue inside her mouth for the first time ever and prayed that he'd be alright. He was, and their tongues danced with each other for a moment or two before they separated themselves. Seing the look of pure bliss on Rogue's face, he smirked. That should top seeing Logan for her. He whispered a goodnight in her ear and left her to go back to the dorms. She watched him walk until he disappeard around another corner. Wow that was amazing! Rogue grinned and turned to walk the opposite way. She instantly hit something solid. Blinking rapidly and rubbing her head, she looked up and gasped at seeing what she ran into.