Chapter 10

"Ororo?" Jean called and knocked on the door.

"Come on in." As soon as Storm responded, she let herself in.

"Good morning." She said to Storm, who was busy making her bed. A bed she hardly slept in by the way she looked.

"Good morning, Jean."

"Sleep well?"

"Barely. I was entertaining last night. Hmm, do you mind?" Storm said pointing to the floor by the foot of her bed.

"So I heard. Actually, the whole mansion heard." Jean levitated two big pillows that were on the floor and carried them to her.

"Thank you. Yes, sorry about that." She put the pillows on their place and finished straightening the comforter.

"No need for apologies. Scott told me what happened. When I sensed their dispute I was about to intervene but you beat me to it. By the way, well done." Jean said applauding her silently.

"Somebody had to do it."

"Scott also told me you went to see Logan last night." Storm looked at her and saw her glee. She knew that her friend was dying to know what had happened between her and Wolverine, that probably that was the whole reason for her visit. She decided to make her work for it.

"Yes I did."

"And?" Jean inquired sensing Storm's playful mood.

"And I straighten things up with him."

"And?"

"And he apologized."

"And?" The more they played their friendly game, the bigger their smiles became.

"What do you want from me, woman?" Storm asked feigning irritation.

"Come on, 'Roro, between what Scott told me, the way he was acting all day yesterday and the things I saw, it is obvious that he wants to have something with you. So what did he say after you 'straightened things up with him' as you yourself put it?"

"Do not tell me you are seeing things too?"

"Ororo!" Jean said her name in a way that let her know she was done playing. Storm stood in front of Jean with her hands in front of her lower abdomen, fingers entangled.

"Let us just say that I think I will be able to fulfill your request."

"If by request you mean when I asked you to take him off my hands before some disaster occurred, I think you already did that. The real question is, when are you going to fall in his hands?" Jean said winking at Storm.

"That is entirely up to him." Storm answered her with a seductive voice.

"That it is. Let's hope he plays his cards well. And he already started."

"What do you mean?" Storm said frowning suddenly.

"You'll see. Let's go have some breakfast. I'm starving." Jean took Storm by her arm and pulled her towards the door.

In the kitchen, Cyclops, Rogue and Bobby were having a conversation about the night events that consisted mostly of the kids wanting to know what had happened and Cyclops resisting telling.

"But Scott…" Rogue insisted.

"What happened last night is not open for discussion. You are not to mention that to her at all. Have I made myself clear?"

"Yeah." Both Bobby and Rogue answered in unison, disappointed that they couldn't find out what had made Storm so mad the night before. A few moments later, Jean and Storm entered the kitchen.

"Good morning." Jean said moving to stand next to Cyclops who was by the kitchen counter.

"Hello everybody." Storm said after her and did the same.

"Hi." Bobby and Rogue answered in unison once again.

"Good morning, ladies. Here you go." Cyclops handed Jean her cup of coffee and then turned to Storm. "Do you want a cup of coffee, 'Ro, or do you prefer juice?"

"I will have coffee today. I need it." Cyclops felt bad because he knew that he was in part to blame for the bad night she just had. He grabbed the coffeepot and was about to serve it when Wolverine interrupted him.

"I'll do that if you don't mind." Wolverine took the coffeepot from him and they stared at each other. A great feeling of déjà vu surrounded them. Wolverine finally moved and put the coffeepot back in its place. "Actually, Storm and I will have breakfast elsewhere." He said surprising everybody.

"We are?" Storm asked him more surprised than anybody else. He approached her and spoke to her softly.

"Just come with me, please? Trust me."

"All right but first, is there something that you want to say to Scott?" She looked at him raising an eyebrow.

"Which would be great because there is something that Scott wants to say to you." Jean added, earning a big frown from Cyclops. An uncomfortable silence filled the room as neither man said a word.

"Logan." Storm's tone of voice let him know that he didn't have any other choice.

"Fine." He turned around to face Cyclops and addressed him. "Listen Cyke I'm sorry about last night, for thinking that you were…" Wolverine felt eyes on him. He turned to looked at Rogue and Bobby and found that they were paying close attention to the scene developing in front of them and decided that he didn't need to go into details. "That you were smoother than Casanova, and everything else." He finally said looking at Cyclops again.

"You call that an apology?" Cyclops said not entirely convinced.

"Scott!" Just like Storm has done with Wolverine, Jean was letting him know that he didn't have a choice either.

"All right look, I'm sorry too for not…" He also looked at Bobby and Rogue, who didn't dissimulate their interest. "For not helping you get your foot out of your mouth." He smiled at Wolverine satisfied that he was able to respond in kind to his remark.

"You two are amazing!" Storm said looking at them with exasperation while Jean rolled her eyes feeling the exact same way.

"Bottom line is," Cyclops continued talking to Wolverine. "We are due for a fresh start." He extended his hand to Wolverine, who looked at it for a moment, but then took it.

"Agreed."

"That is better." Storm walked to the door and stopped at the threshold. "Shall we go, Logan?" Wolverine made an attempt to leave but Cyclops still held his hand; in fact he pulled him by it towards him.

"You better not hurt her." He warned him very seriously and in whispers, knowing well that Wolverine's abilities would allow him to hear him.

"That goes for the both of us." Jean added in the very same way. After his conversation with Storm the night before about the close friendship the three of them shared, he accepted their words as fair warnings, so he nodded. At that moment, Cyclops let go of him.

"Thanks for lending me your car." He said looking at Jean.

"No problem." He rushed to the door where Storm was waiting for him and placing a hand on the small of her back escorted her out. Jean and Cyclops took a seat at the table joining the still very curious Rogue and Bobby.

"That was an interesting interaction." Rogue commented to Bobby's surprise.

"An interaction that better not leave this room if you two don't want to spend the rest of the week doing dishes." Jean said looking back and forward between the two. Both kids almost buried their faces into their respective bowls of cereal as Jean and Cyclops shared a smile.

To be continued…