(Well I'm back yea I only came out with it a little while ago but the deal was I couldn't think of a name. So I went with something simple. Some other ideas was, 'The Deadly Music Man' and 'The Musical Trio'. Comment on if you think I made the right choice. Well on with the story and the big musical number, sung by … Logan.)

"Jean?" Scott stood in the doorway of the garage.

"Scott, what are you doing here?" Jean was surprised to see him.

"I was looking for you. First period already started and you left your students stranded. Though it seems like you have other things to do?" Scott replied with a little anger in his voice.

"Sorry Logan I gotta go." Jean left with Scott, leaving Wolverine standing alone in the garage. He clenched his fist ready to kill Scott. He loved Jean but he knew he could never have her, not with Scott around.

"Why?" He threw the keys angrily at the wall.

"Why can't I ever be able to love her?" He walked around the garage.

"And in my twisted face
There's not the slightest trace
Of anything that even hints of kindness"

He touches his cheek as a tear formed in his eye.

"And from my tortured shape
No comfort, no escape
I see, but deep within is utter blindness"

He puts his claws out and looks out.

"Hopeless
As my dream dies
As the time flies
Love a lost illusion
Helpless
Unforgiven
Cold and driven
To this sad conclusion"

He puts his claws away and looks up at the ceiling trying to imagine Jean.

"No beauty could move me
No goodness improve me
No power on earth, if I can't love her
No passion could reach me
No lesson could teach me
How I could have love her and made her love me too
If I can't love her, then who?"

He thought about Scott and kicked the motorcycle.

"Long ago I should have seen
All the things I could have been
Careless and unthinking, I moved onward
No pain could be deeper
No life could be cheaper
No point anymore, if I can't love her
No spirit could win me
No hope left within me
Hope I could have loved her and that she'd set me free
But it's not to be
If I can't love her
Let the world be done with me."

He held out his arms looking upward. Then when he stopped singing he fell backwards landing on his back. He lay there his back on the cold concrete. Tears were streaming down his cheeks. He never let anyone see the sensitive side that had always been in him ever since he lost his memories, and who knows maybe even before. He couldn't leave, not now. Not when he got so close.

If only Scott didn't show up he might have been able to have her. He will never know. Then something had just struck him. He sat up quickly thinking.

"Was… was I … Was I just singing?" Logan looked around and scratched his head. He stood up and pulled out a flask.

"Well I'm done with this for a while." He poured it out onto the ground. He then walked out of the garage back into the mansion determined to get Jean.

The bell rang, and there was a loud roar of students running through the hallway and teachers yelling out trying to get their last words in.

"Please read up on history of Broadway Musicals before next class!" Muse yelled out after the students.

He then walked to the door and closed it. He turned around to face a dark corner of the room. Two people walked out of it.

"Cope? Slim? You guys do what I ask?"

Cope and Slim walked out of the shadow. Cope was wearing jeans and a black shirt with the sleeves ripped off. His black hair was slicked back today. Cope was also wearing jeans but wore a bright sky blue shirt and a red cap. He had shaggy bits of hair hanging out from under his cap.

"Yes I have shaken hands with nearly all the kids in the school that had a power I have not already acquired. It's so hard to find powers I do not already have when there are so many mutants in the world."

"Yea, I've familiarized myself with the entire school grounds and have devised a great plan" he hopped up and sat on a desk.

"Good well I have met target one. Though the second I have not seem."

"OH! OH!" Slim quickly raised his hand shaking it.

"This is not class Slim you don't need to do that."

"I saw him, he was in the secret basement."

"Really? A secret basement?"

"Yea it's really pretty and shiny. I like it down there."

"Well don't get to comfy with it. Once we got what we need we're out of here and liver the rest of our lives having fun the way we wanted."

Cope was the silent one he never talked much and when he did it was never a lot. He was always thinking of possibilities that can happen at each moment. Even to his own brothers he talked very little. Slim was nearly the complete opposite. Even though these two couldn't be more different, they have an odd bond between them.

"How long?" Cope interjected.

"I don't know. We must play it by ear until the time pops up we lay low act like we plan on staying here for a while."

Muse looked at the two.

"And when that time comes… We strike!"

He slammed down two pictures, one of Logan and the other of Rouge.

(Well how do you like it? Good no? Well I think it's doing nicely. Also who would have though Logan could sing? Oh and if you want to listen to the original song, its 'If I Can't Love Her' from Beauty and the Beast.)