Xavier's office was a homey room. That's what Jean
had thought - she felt at home here. Until now. Now she
felt unsure, nervous and put on the spot.

Jean sat on the couch, with all eyes on her. Opposite
of her, Storm and Hank sat on the couch, and Rogue sat
on the armrest of the couch, Xavier's dark wooden
desk, sat at one end of both of the couches, with
Xavier behind it. And, Logan, as usual, stood in the
far corner, leaning against the wall, with one foot up
against it and arms crossed. Yap, Jean was
definitely put on the spot.

The private office wasn't any better than outside.
The room was thick with an uncertain silence. Until
Rogue spoke up, "Ah don't think she's Jean. Jean died
almost three years ago!"

Everyone in the room turned their attention from Jean
towards Rogue. "Rogue, I know that the fact is hard to
grasp but I do believe that she's Jean. Our Jean
Grey." Storm said, in her usual calm voice.

Jean frowned; these people don't believe that she was
Jean. Is Jean. She could feel it. Emotions of
uncertainty, pain, confusion, nervousness and
happiness came from everyone in the room.

Xavier looked back at Jean, "May I enter your mind,
Jean, and see what exactly happened to you?" He asked.

Jean looked at Xavier, uncertain and nervous. She
knew that she could trust him, and that he was strong
enough to handle whatever and whoever is in her head.
Finally she nodded, "Yes."

Xavier moved over in front of Jean, "I need you to
relax for me." He said, and waited for Jean to take a
deep breath and close her eyes. He placed finger tips
on either side of her temples and closed his eyes,
slipping into Jean's mind.

Jean had her shield up, and Xavier needed them down
to find out what happened. /Lower your shields
Jean./ he told her telepathically. He waited until
Jean lowered her shield, before easily slipping into
the outskirts of Jean's mind.

Jean's mind reminded Xavier much of Logan's mind. The
only difference was, is that Logan's memories are more
clear. They were darker, granted, but Jean's weren't
very clear and they were bright.

Xavier felt a struggle in Jean's mind, before she
placed her shield back up, and kicked Xavier out of
her mind.

Jean opened her eyes to find Xavier staring back at
her, "Sorry," she whispered softly.

"It's alright, Jean," Xavier replied softly,
soothingly.

Storm got up, clearly concerned, "What happened?" She
asked.

Everyone seemed to ignore Storm's question and just
stared at Jean. Xavier, from the looks of it, seemed to
be lost in his own thoughts trying to make sense of
what he saw in Jean's head.

Logan was still in the back of the room, watching
Jean closely. "Xavier, it's Jean. Who or what else
could it be?" He asked.

"How do you know that she is Jean?" Hank questioned.
Even though he didn't know Jean in person, he'd heard
plenty of stories about her to feel as if he knew her.
And he knew that the dead can't come back to life.

"Because she smells like Jean. She is Jean." Logan
replied, still keeping his gaze fixed on Jean.

Jean gave Logan a kind smile as Storm got up and
walked over to her. She sat down next to her friend
and wrapped her arms around Jean's shoulders, hugging
the red-head. "I don't care how you managed to get
back, I'm just glad you did." She stated.

Rogue nodded, agreeing with Storm, "Welcome back."

Xavier watched both Jean and Storm when he suddenly
remembered that Jean and Hank haven't been properly
introduced. "Jean, this is Hank McCoy, or Beast, Hank,
this is Jean Grey; the psychic I've been telling you
about." he said.

Both Jean and Hank stood to shake hands, "It's nice
to meet you Mr. McCoy." Jean said

"Oh, the pleasure is all mine, Jean. And please call
me either Hank or Beast. Everyone else does." The blue
man replied.
Jean smiled and the blue man and nodded, "Alright
Hank."

The phone on Xavier's desk rang; Xavier looked at
everyone in the room. "If you all could excuse me." He
said and watched everyone slowly depart the room,
before he picked up the phone

Rogue ran up to her room to unpack and to talk with
Jubilee and Kitty, her roommates, about what had
happened. Hank left to go down to the Infirmary, and Storm
hugged Jean, "We'll talk later." she said, before
heading out towards her garden, outside.

Logan watched Storm leave him and Jean alone in the
hall.

"Where's Scott?" Jean asked softly, looking up and
down the hall, "I haven't seen him at all today."

Logan looked back at Jean. How on earth was he going
to explain to Jean, without breaking her heart that
Scott left the X-men shortly after her death, not able
to live without her. That he had started a new
chapter, without Jean, but with someone else. "He's on
vacation." Logan said, with a soft growl.

Jean nodded slowly, "When's he coming back?" She
asked, curiosity written all over her face.

Logan didn't get a chance to reply. Xavier strolled
out of his office and looked at both Jean and Logan,
"We have guests. Jean, I'm sure that you would like to
see them." he said.

Jean only nodded, before heading out to the front
door, outside.

Logan sniffed the air and looked at Xavier, "Jamie
an' Scott?" He growled, "Jean just came back, an' ya
invited Jamie an' Scott over! Jean's goin' ta kill
'em both!"

Xavier frowned, "I know and I didn't tell Jamie or
Scott about Jean. I couldn't, they didn't give me a
chance and they were only a few miles away." He
replied, then added, "Come. Let's keep the three of
them from an argument."