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Three copies of Jamie were running on the treadmills that were right next to each other while Sam was on the exercise bike. Logan was at the bench press, lifting up three-hundred pounds in weight as Ororo stood over him. She then took her eyes off him for a moment to look at the west side of the gym where Remy was, hitting the punching bag with punches, kicks, and a long metal staff.

"He's got some nice combinations."

Logan placed the bar on the rack as he sat up to see Ororo observing the new guy.

"Yeah, I guess."

"He reminds me a lot of Rogue."

Logan scowled.

"He's nothing like Rogue,"

"That wasn't an insult to her," Ororo assured.

"Then what was it?"

"An observation. He has a good heart."

"How can you know that?" Logan asked.

"He helped Jean and Scott escape, he didn't participate in the Morlock massacre-"

"He didn't try to stop it."

"He may have not been allowed to. He did refer to Sinister as his father, after all."

"That doesn't matter."

"Of course it does. If the only reason he was with Sinister was because he believed him to be his father, then all he needed was a better alternative."

"You want to recruit him?" Logan questioned.

"We took you in," Ororo reminded him.

Logan grunted.

"Come on."

Ororo motioned for Logan to follow her. Logan wiped the sweat off himself with a towel before pulling his shirt back on. The two of them heading over to the punching bags and once Remy noticed he was no longer alone he smirked. He then looked over and eyed the two of them.

"Gotta say, I'm not really into the whole threesome thing. Unless it's the fun kind. So why don't you go away," Remy looked at Logan when he said that, then looked to Ororo. "And we'll find that hot blonde who arrived here this mornin'."

"So, bub, here's the deal," Logan stated. "We're going to ask you questions and you're going to answer."

"And if I don't?"

"You get hurt."

Remy laughed at the response.

"We just want to talk," Ororo said while stepping in-between the two. She hadn't wanted a confrontation. "We really haven't gotten the chance to become acquainted since we brought you back with us."

"Now that's better. You should let the 'Déesse du temps' speak for you more often, Wolvie."

Logan raised an eyebrow at the French words.

"The what?"

"Weather goddess," Remy clarified.

"My name is Ororo."

He smiled at the tone in her voice.

"Feisty. I like that."

"Do you ever stop?"

"Stop what?"

"Flirting."

"Nope." Remy went to take Ororo's hand but suddenly Logan's claws were against his skin. Remy laughed again as he suddenly charged up his staff and placed it under Logan's chin.

"Temper, temper."

"You two, knock if off!" Ororo yelled.

"Tell you what, you shelve those claws and I won't paint this room with ya brains. You ever seen the movie 'Scanners?'"

Logan growled but the claws disappeared. Remy relaxed his staff.

"Why were you with Sinister in the first place?" Ororo then asked.

"The Professor has already heard it."

"We haven't heard it, pal." Logan snapped.

"He found me, he claimed to be my father. I was having trouble with controlling my powers at the time. He offered to help. I took him up on it, because I...couldn't go home."

"Why?"

Remy sighed heavily.

"I accidently killed my brother in law."

"You're married?" Ororo asked, somewhat shocked.

Remy scratched the back of his neck.

"Ya...no, well, I guess I still am, technically. It's complicated, if I went into it to we'd here all night."

"Alright. So will you-"

Remy then glanced over her shoulder and saw that Rogue had walked in and was making her way over to the speed bags.

"This has been a good talk, but I must be going."

Remy brushed by them and they watched as he made his way towards Rogue. When Logan saw it he began to go after him but Ororo grabbed his wrist.

"Logan-"

"What? He's going-"

"Rogue can talk care of herself."

She held onto his wrist and led him out of the gym. Rogue, who was wearing a black tank top pulled her hair back into a ponytail but before she could even begin to train, Remy swept by her and was now standing in front of the speed bag. Rogue nearly fell out of frustration.

"What are you, stalking me? Do I need to get a restraining order?"

"Hey, don't flatter yourself. Remy was in here first."

Rogue blinked.

"Did you just refer to yourself in the third person?"

"Suppose Remy did."

"Just when I thought you couldn't get any more annoying."

"Chere wants Remy to stop? All she has to do is ask nicely."

Rogue ignored him and went to turn away.

"Come on, chere. How bout' I teach ya how to handle yourself?"

"I can handle myself."

"Sure you can."

Rogue then stepped onto the blue mats on the floor that were there for hand-to-hand sparring.

"Fine, let's fight."

"Excuse me?"

She smirked in victory when she sees the look his eyes now had at her, clearly thinking over the idea.

"And don't hold back on me, I can take it. Logan has been training me."

"Oooo..." Remy mock quivered his fingers.

"I'm serious, okay? Unless you're afraid."

She smiled sweetly when she said it, which prompts Remy to just shake his head at her behavior and eventually give in, stepping up on the mat. Rogue raised her fists up as Remy circled around Rogue a couple times, then rushed at her suddenly, punching away. She blocked them all, but he droped down suddenly and sweeps her legs out from under her by swinging his own leg into them. Rogue fell flat on her back and lies there for a moment, staring up at Remy smirking down at her, satisfied.

"Round one goes to me," Remy smirked.

Rogue sat up on her hands and nods at him wordlessly, then got back up and raised her fists again.

Remy raised his also, and starts circling again, then charges with a jab with a kick aimed at her ribs. Rogue blocks the jab and the kick and comes back with a standing sidekick of her own, aimed at Remy's head, but he leaned back to avoid the kick and drops down again to do another sweep. She scouts it out beforehand and simply hops over his leg and waited until he's standing again before leaping into the air, her two feet colliding with his chest. Remy fell hard onto his back, as did Rogue but she quickly pushed herself up into a standing motion. Remy got to one knee, panting as he glared at her.

"Round two to me," Rogue said, smiling with mock-sweetness.

Pushing himself up, Remy came at Rogue again. Rogue threw a kick which Remy knocked aside and then blocked a jab aimed at his jaw, then countered with a hard body blow that she blocked but still stumbled back from the power. Remy then reached out and caught hold of her shoulder and her hip, then tossed Rogue to the matted floor. Remy then trapped her beneath him, then caught her hands when she went to hit him. Rogue struggled under his weight, then noticed his gaze lingering on her mouth and decided to use a different kind of strategy.

Rogue lifted herself up to his face and kissed him.

As her power began to drain him, it took only a few seconds before Rogue had the advantage of his strength plus Remy's disorientation. She flipped him underneath her and smiled.

"Round three goes to me. Element of surprise."

Remy had a grin across his face, as if he had a good buzz going.

"Dirty fighting? Two can play at dat game."

Remy then flipped them around again so Rogue was back under him. But as Remy had a look of superiority on his face, Rogue's now held that of concern. In addition to draining someone's life force, she also got their thoughts, feelings, and memories. Remy took notice of her look and his brows furrowed.

"What is it?"

Remy got up as Rogue slid out from under him. She continued staring at Remy for a few moments before turning and leaving the gym.

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It was starting to get late as Emma was standing out on the veranda looking up at the night sky, watching the stars. She had found that over the years stargazing had made her sleepy. As she continued on, she then noticed out of the corner of her eye the door open up as Jean walked out to join her.

"Can I help you?" Emma snapped, irritated that her space had been intruded upon.

"Sorry. I didn't know that anyone was out here."

"Obviously. It is very rude to enter a room without seeing if someone else is in it and may not wish for your company."

Jean ignored the comment and walked up next to her.

"So, are you liking the school? I certainly hope it measures up to yours."

Emma smirked at the sarcasm in the other woman's voice.

"It's just fine."

"Something about it you like?"

"Someone, actually."

An uncomfortable silence then passed between the two of them. Jean then placed her hands on the railing as she too watched the stars.

"Stay away from Scott."

"Excuse me?"

The two women then faced each other. Jean narrowed her eyes.

"You know damn well what I'm referring to."

"I haven't done anything."

"Not yet."

"If you're afraid that I'll steal him away then you better keep a tight hold of him, darling," Emma smirked.

Jean gave the other woman a death stare.

"Don't. Go. Near. Him."

"And what if he goes near me, dear?"

"He won't."

"Are you sure about that? You can't blame Scott for being attracted to me, he's only human for god's sake."

"I should wipe that smug look off your face, bitch."

"Then why don't you?"

By this point, tensions were so high that Jean decided to take her up on the challenge. Jean reached way back then slapped Emma as hard as she could. Emma yelled out in surprise before returning the favor. She then grabbed a hold of Jean and tackled her through the glass window, sending them crashing back into the mansion. The two women rolled around in the broken glass until Emma was straddling Jean, raining punches down upon the redhead. Jean struggled under her until she managed to grab a fistful of Emma's blonde hair. She tugged as hard as she could, making Emma wail in pain. Using her slight advantage, Jean twisted and threw the other woman off her.

They were both back on their feet and Jean kicked Emma in the mid-section. After being momentarily winded, Emma came back with a vicious backhanded slap. The two grabbed a hold of each other again and slammed against the bookcase, knocking everything it held off as they went crashing to the floor as well. It appeared as if the fight would go on all night until Jean managed to rise above Emma.

She slammed her fist with all her might into Emma's nose. There was a very much audible crunching noise as Emma screeched, her hands covering her nose. Blood ran down her face, between her fingers, and onto her pretty white clothing.

"You just broke my nose!"

"I'll break much more than that!"

Just when Jean went to punch her again, Emma suddenly turned into her diamond form. Jean yelled out as her fist painfully slammed against the hard diamond that was now her entire body. She then shoved Jean off of her and when Emma was back up, she grabbed Jean by the shoulders and lunged forward, headbutting her. That split Jean's forehead open and she fell to one knee as blood began to pour over her face. Emma went to strike her again when Jean's eyes suddenly burned orange and she telekinetically threw Emma violently backwards, slamming her hard against the wall which left a large crack behind her.

By this point the sound of the brawling women had gotten the attention of the entire school. Scott, Ororo, and Logan pushed by everyone else and quickly got in between the two of them.

"What is going on here!?

Scott then looked to see the damage to the wall.

"Jean, stop it! You're going to hurt her!"

Jean glared at him

"What do you care!? What about me?"

Scott then cupped Jean's damaged face in his hands. He then whispered;

"Jean, relax. You know I love you."

Logan walked over to Emma as she had gotten back up and was now back in her normal appearance.

"Are you okay?"

"Do I look okay?"

She snapped at him before glaring at Jean. The other woman returned the look before using her abilities and healed the large cut in the middle of her forehead. Scott breathed a sigh of relief before looking back at Emma and saw the state of her face.

"Jean, heal Emma's nose."

"Why should I?"

"Please just do it."

Jean glared at him for a moment. She then turned her attention to Emma who cried out as her nose snapped. It was healed, but none to gently. Logan looked at Jean, then glanced back and forth at both her and Emma. He said with a slight smirk;

"Not that I wanna get between two hot women fighting, but could you at least not destroy the damn mansion? Or each other?"

"I'm sorry, I guess I just lost it." She then gestured to the wall. "That won't happen again."

Jean and Emma continued to stare each other down. Ororo cleared her throat, obviously uncomfortable.

"I think we should all go to bed."

"Yeah, we should."

He then looked back at everyone else who had come down and motioned for them to go back to their rooms. They did so and as Emma walked past Jean, she mumbled;

"This isn't over, darling."

Then, too really push Jean's buttons she walked up to Scott, hugged him and traced her finger along his jaw line. Scott just stood there. He couldn't move.

Jean glared at Emma and murmured back;

"Oh, that had better be a promise, sweetheart."