AN: Here it is people, the last chapter. It has been a journey.

Xavier Institute - 1974

My hand moved quickly on the chalkboard as I finished writing the summarization of everything that I discussed in today's lesson. I turned around to face my students, who were obviously not really paying attention to what I was saying.

"Please make sure for our next class you've read chapters four and five of your psychology textbooks as we will be having a quiz on them," I informed, looking over my students "Other than that, class dismissed. Enjoy the the rest of your day," I wished, smiling brightly.

"Bye Mrs. X," some of them called while walking out the the classroom. It was the shorter version of Mrs. Xavier, and sometimes they would say Mrs. Xavier, but I had grown to like being called 'Mrs. X'.

It had been six months since that fateful day in Washington and the world was forever changed. Everyone learned of the existence of mutants when we faced off that day in Paris. And naturally the world grew to fear of us when Erik decided to drop a stadium around the White House and almost assassinate the President. But luckily, the assassination attempt was thwarted by a shape shifting blue mutant that saved his life and probably a lot more. That same shape shifting mutant also decided to spare Trask which in turn saved humankind and mutants from living in a horrific future.

And because of being spared Trask was imprisoned for life for trading American secrets with the Vietnamese. It is unfortunate that the monster wasn't locked up for all the mutants that he slaughtered for his experiments. But at least he was placed somewhere were he couldn't hurt anyone else. The sentinel plan had been completely scrapped. Which must have meant we saved the future. Which is fortunate, but we have no idea what became of Logan. Charles said he somehow knew he would be alright.

Charles, Hank, and I reopened the school shortly after the events of D.C. It took a few months to get back on track, the mansion needed a serious cleaning not to mention the yard that was in desperate need of tending. Still, it was easy enough, fortunately the mansion wouldn't need years of renovations like when we first opened the school.

I began to clean up my desk before moving onto the blackboard behind me, lately I was finding it increasingly harder to move. Humming to myself, I waved my hand behind me, letting my telekinesis clean and straighten up the room behind my back.

"Love, how long have you been on your feet? a British voice asked from behind me.

I turned around and smiled lovingly at my husband that was wheeling himself inside to visit me. Charles was all cleaned up. Getting better sleep with me, his wife beside him, those dark rings around his eyes disappeared. He stopped drinking. He started dressing like he used to. Charles thankfully took my advice and shaved his face and also cut his hair. And now, and forever, he decided to stay in his wheelchair and embrace his powers yet again.

I rolled my eyes playfully, "Not that long don't you worry," I assured, placing down the board eraser.

He smiled and looked up at me, "Why don't you have a seat?" Charles suggested, patting his lap.

"You're ridiculous Charles," I laughed, moving over to him and taking a seat in his lap.

"Have I told you that you look radiant today?" Charles asked, wrapping his arms around me.

"Once or twice," I reminded, with a grin. "But I can't take all the credit for my glowing skin," I continued, gently grabbing one of Charles' hands. "You can thank her," I added, placing his hand on my round belly that was covered by my green corduroy dress and cream turtleneck sweater.

I was five months pregnant. I was ecstatic at the thought of being a mother, but I would be lying if I didn't say how much time I spent worrying if I would be a fit mother. I wasn't sure if I had a maternal bone in my body, but Charles reassured me and pointed out how well I worked with the children at the school.

"I can't believe we're having a daughter," Charles breathed, softly caressing my belly.

I rested my head on his shoulder, "I can't wait to meet her," I commented, as Charles planted a kiss on my neck. "I wonder who she'll take up afterwards," I added, stroking the top of Charles' hand.

"She'll probably be stubborn just like her mother," Charles guessed, with a grin.

I lifted my head up, "Hey!" I cried playfully, softly hitting his arm and making him laugh.

Charles lifted my hand that held the diamond ring placed on my finger and gave it a soft kiss on the knuckles. Another smile made its way to my face.

"Claudia, I don't think I have ever loved you as much as I do right now. I love you,"

I leaned down into him for a gentle kiss, before slowly pulling away. I placed my hands on his shoulders and smiled at him.

I let out a giggle, "Keep saying things like that in that lovely accent of yours Mr. Xavier and we'll be well on our way to baby number two," I said, a grin on my face.

Charles laughed and I joined him, placing his hand on my cheek Charles reconnected our lips with each other.

I pulled away again letting out a sigh, "I have another class soon," I murmured, against his lips.

"Unfortunate really," Charles replied, pecking my lips.

"I'll see you tonight?" I asked.

"Of course," he stated, his lips curving into a smile

Xavier Mansion - Present Day

Logan awoke in his room at Xavier's School For Gifted Youngsters with a frown on his face. There was a clock beside him, it looked like a hologram, a small globe spinning from its projector atop the alarm clock that softly played Roberta Flack's "The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face" in a soothing melody. He slowly sat up in the bed and took in his surroundings before smiling to himself, realizing that he was back at the Xavier Mansion. Logan quickly bolted out of bed and out of his room to see that everything had changed so much.

Stepping outside his room, Logan walked down the corridor, watching as students hurried to their first classes. Logan walked further down the hall and saw Bobby with Rogue, he then saw Kitty teaching a class with Colossus, suddenly he bumped into someone, and turned around to see an older Hank in his Beast form. But most importantly, he was alive and well.

"Good morning, Logan. Late start?" Hank asked, while laughing as he passed Logan.

Logan still confused walked down the stairs and saw Storm with a group of students, causing him to smile, which quickly turned to a look of shock as he saw a certain redheaded telepath in the entrance to Professor Xavier's study.

"Jean?"

Jean turned around and smiled at him, "Hey, Logan. Are you okay?" she asked.

"You're here..." He said in disbelief.

She looked into his eyes and gave a small nod, "Where else would I be?" she asked again, raising an eyebrow.

Without thinking, Logan went to touch Jean's face, but he never got to touch her, as a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, stopping him.

"Woah. Easy, pal," Scott said, getting in between the two.

"Well some things never change," Logan muttered, dropping his hand. "Good to see you Scott," Logan said, a genuine smile on his face while clasping a hand on Scott's shoulder

Scott looked at Logan with an unsure expression, "...Uh-huh.. See you later, Jean," Scott said awkwardly, before leaving the room.

Logan stared at the Professor, finding him reading a book.

"Professor," He murmured looking at him.

Jean frowned at him worried, "Is everything alright, Logan?" she asked, narrowing her eyes.

Logan glanced at her, before looking around the study someone was missing. Claudia. Logan began to think to himself that maybe Charles and Claudia weren't meant to be, but in that exact moment, a gray haired woman wearing a black knit dress over a white long sleeve collared shirt with a belt to synch her waist, walked in the room.

"Jean, Logan" she greeted with a smile as she passed them. The Professor looked at her and his face lit up at the sight of her as she showed him a book. "I would hate to say that I told you so, but I don't. So, I told you so," she stated, her brown eyes warm with mirth as she handed him the book.

The Professor shook his head, a smile still on his face, "My dearest Claudia, what would I do without you?" He asked taking the book.

Logan watched them before nodding at Jean, "Yeah, I think it is," Logan finally said, and Jean smiled at him and before leaving the room.

Logan turned back around to look at the Professor and Claudia, a frown on his face. Claudia was pointing to something in the book and let out a soft laugh, that's when Logan noticed the large round diamond ring on her finger.

"You did it," He stated, looking at them.

The two of them looked at him and Charles placed the book on his desk.

"Did what?" Charles asked confused "Logan, don't you have a class to teach?" he asked again.

Logan rose an eyebrow, "A class to teach?" he replied, even more confused.

"Yes, history," Claudia reminded him, raising an eyebrow of her own.

"History?" Logan asked, furrowing his eyebrows. "Actually, I could use some help with that," he commented.

"Help with what?" Charles asked, as he moved his wheelchair to Logan's position.

Logan narrowed his eyes and looked at the floor, "Pretty much everything after 1973," Logan informed, turning to look at them. "I think the history I know is a little different," he added with a smile.

Charles gave him a knowing look and nodded, "Welcome back..." he whispered with a small smile, as Claudia's eyes lit up in realization.

"It's good to see you, Charles," He said, looking at the Professor "Even you," He stated, now looking at Claudia. "It's good to see everyone," Logan breathed out in relief.

Charles sighed, "Well, I had a promise to keep," Charles replied with a soft smile. "You and I have a lot of catching up to do," he said.

"Yeah," Logan added with a smile.

Claudia walked over to him too with the same smile, interested in him telling everything that happened.

"Tell us, what's the last thing you remember?" she asked, placing a hand on Charles' shoulder.

Logan looked out of the window and sighed, "Drowning," he answered.

Claudia looked at Charles and he motioned for Logan to sit down.

"Well," Claudia began. "This is going to take some time, won't it?" Claudia commented, with a smile and she closed the door with a simple wave of her hand.

~~~x~~~

The past. A new and uncertain world. A world of endless possibilities, and infinite outcomes. Countless choices define our fate. Each choice, each moment a ripple in the river of time. Enough ripples and you change the tide.

For the future is never truly set.

AN: I really can't believe this is the last chapter guys. It has been a pleasure writing this story and I'm glad that so many of you enjoyed it along with Of Vices and Virtues.

I regret to inform all of you that there will not be sequel to this story. I'm going to be honest with you, I did not enjoy X-Men Apocalypse at all. It does not bring me the same joy that First Class and Days of Future Past does. So, I'm not going to write something that I have no passion for, I do hope you all understand.

Once again, I thank you all for supporting this story and the last one. It really helped me out when I was under a lot of stress.