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The End Of Personal Paradise.
"Jean, I want you to leave." Logan calmly, slowly states as he blocks the door to their shared home. "I can't love someone who don't love me."
"Logan! I do love you! Even with Scott still alive, I love you!" Jean pleaded "We're going to have a child, doesn't that mean anything? Anything at all?"
"That ain't my kid and you know it." Logan pushes her away. "I just didn't want to lose you."
"Are you insane? Of course this is your child! Whose else could he be?" Jean starts to weep. "I've never cheated on you! What is this really about? Scott coming back?"
"Leave woman, and take yer things with you." Logan growls as he pushes her things at her.
"What is wrong with your skin?" Jean gasps as she steps back, her hand flies to her mouth as she knows she's seen this before. The odd blue patterns, the same ones that Cable had, the same ones that Stryfe had, the very same that ravaged Scott's body to nothing. There is no telling how long Logan has been sick and why she never did, Logan's healing factor could have kept him healthy for a decade or more, but he must had known, there is no way he couldn't have known, and he never told her.
His fade as quickly as they appear and the pain is streaked across his face, but why here, why now? And Jean knows why Logan is desperate to find Scott. Logan is dying too.
"How did you get this?" Jean commands "Answer me! You owe me this!"
"I don't owe you nothing." Logan spat out in that low growl or a tone that raises the hair around your scalp. He's good for that, an adrenaline rush, the bodies own high and he can do it almost as though by will. That's what made him an unparalleled lover and an unmatched killer.
"The Moon!" Jean Grey gasped. "When you and the rest of the X-Men had to save us from Stryfe! That's when!" She's right. She never thinks about that day anymore. She never thought as to why Cable, Stryfe and Scott all contracted the virus but she didn't. She never thought but she wants to know. More than that, the new thought is a searing firebrand working its way through all she thought she knew about the past twelve years. "Oh Logan!" Her voice softens. "What did you do? Are you trying to protect me from this again?"
"Jeannie, it ain't that easy to do this to you, just leave." Logan turns away. He knows when and how he got this "summers" disease . He sacrificed himself to save her thinking that his healing factor would save him and he was wrong. He learned how wrong about three months ago when the pain started and the markings started. He never dreamed he and the boy scout must have shared a common ancestor some thousand years ago and had mutant variations of the same Y chromosome and thus, the virus stuck.
"What happened?" She bluntly stood her ground. "You know that if this child a boy, he'll suffer too. You can at least tell my why."
"You're right about the moon. You were out an' Scott was too. By the time I got there, I didn't know what Stryfe did to Scott, but he was standing over you." Logan coughed back his own emotions. Men like him only have two, Anger and hungry. Logan was angry as to what had been done to him, his wife and unborn child and hungry for the life he was being robbed of.
"He'd had a needle of sorts and I attacked. The needle got me, my claw got him and the next thing you knew, you and Scott were home. There wasn't a reason to tell you."
"You could have mentioned this when Scott died!" She screamed. "Or at the least before we has a baby on the way!"
"I can't hurt you anymore. Leave Jeannie! Please!" Logan pleaded.
"I'm not going anywhere. You are going to see Beast." Jean said as she took control for the second time, for the second man in her life to fall ill. She hopes that she can do this all again. Stronger women have failed at less and she's been assigned an atlas task, now only if she could hold herself up.
Next: Beastly Confessions.
Beast may be at root for more than the X-Men bargained for.