A/N: Okay, here it is, chapter five! I really hope you like this chapter becuase i loved writting it. This is probably going to be my favorite chapter out of the whole story. Anyway, thanks for the reviews. Enjoy

Logan had been gone for at least three hours and he had yet to see any sign of Scott. Logan had gotten a scent on Scott at one point but had lost it just as easily. then an idea hit him, what if Scott went back to the Lake? Logan headed to the lake and when he go there, sure ehough, there on a strip of land that extended into the lake stood Cyclops. Logan turned off the motorcycle and began to walk the beach as he watched Scott. Cyclops stood as still as he possibly could, letting the cold air numb his sad and lonely body as tears fell down his face and he cried.

"Jean! Damn you! There had to have been another way!" Suddenly Scott didn't want to be in control of his powers so he ripped his glasses off, threw them to the beach behind him and lit up the night time sky.

Logan continued to walk the beach when he saw Scott's glasses fly through the air but never hit the ground. Logan's eyes grew wide as he looked at the glasses that floated in the air. Quickly, Logan looked around and sniffed the air but didn't see of smell anyone else, other than Scott. How could these glasses simply be floating in the air? Could Jean really be alive? Could she have survived the water that should have drowned her? Logan didn't know the answers to these questions but what he did know was that even if Jean was alive, he wouldn't get her. Not just becuase she chose Scott over him when she said goodbye but becuase Scott couldn't live without her and besides, Logan was used to being alone. Hell, sometimes he even preferred being alone but he knew Scott couldn't stand being with out Jean and he felt bad for the guy.

"Cyke." Logan said taking the glasses in his hand as he pulled out a small flash light out of his jacket and turned it on, although you couldn't tell since Scott's beam turned the night into day.

"Go away Logan." Scott said closing his eyes and pointing his head at the ground. Logan walked to where Scott stood and placed the glasses in Cyclops's jacket pocker. Scott sighed as he took them out of the pocket and put them on his face and in one swift move turned around and angrily said, "Why'd you come here?"

"I could ask you the same thing." Logan replied not answering the question.

"All right, let me rephrase the question for you Logan. Why the hell did you come here?"

When Logan didn't answer, Scott knew what Logan had come.Wolverine was trying to get him to come back to the manison, to go back home but there was no way he could after everything. "I am not going back with you, Wolverine."

"Why?"

"I don't have to talk about it!" Scott said sounding like a three year old as he turned his back to Logan and looked at the lake once more.

"No, but I don't have to leave either and I'm sure Magneto won't attack any time soon."

Confused Scott turned back around and looked at logan as he said, "Why'd you mention Magneto?"

"Cause he's gathered a mutant army for the war. He's planning to start the war himself."

"Sounds like something you can handle." Scott said turniong his back to Logan again.

"Maybe but we could use your help on this one, cyke." Logan said bluntly.

A part of Scott wanted to help the X-men defend the humans against Magneto but there was nothing there for him anymore. Storm could take over for him and Logan could take over for her when she needed him and Rogue and Boby were officially X-men affter their last mission so, Scott didn't see how the X-men really needed him. "Sorry Logan. I can't."

"Can't or won't?"

"Both!" Scott yelled turning around and looking at Logan evenly, "Everytime I walk through those halls and sit in the kitchen or even think about the X-men and the mansion, I think about Jean and about how much I miss her and I couldn't save her! She shouldn't have had to die to save us! She shouldn't have to die to save me!"

"But she did! She did and she ain't evercomin' back!" Logan said not sure how true that statement was after what he saw with the glasses, "I loved Jean too but what hurts me is that she didn't pick me! She chose you! If she were to come back todaythe first person she'd ask for would be you and I wouldn't even have a chance in hell with her!I miss her like hell and so does everyone else but at least we're trying to go on with our lives instead of dwelling on what might have been or what could have happened! Cyke, we're about to be at war and you can't sit on your ass cryin' about what happened, none of us can!If Jeannie hadn't done what she did then we'd all be dead, right now!"

Logan fell silent for a moment, as he tried to hold back the tears thatwanted to fall, he pulled out a com-link and placed it in Scott's pocked and siad, with out yelling, "Call me and let me know if you're comin' with me or not. I've got mine and as soon as I leave I'll turn it on. Hope you know what you're doin'." Scott simply nodded as Logan pulled his out com-link out, put it on his left ear and headed to his bike.

A/N: Okay, now I need help. I've reached a writter's block and don't know where to take this story. If you have any ideas send me a message or review. ((Ian), if you have any ideas leave them on the bboard addressed to me. I check it eveyday so I'll see it.) Hope you liked it and please review.