Hey y'all! I'm back due to not so popular demand! And, just to clarify some issues that will be dealt with in this chapter, the twins' grandmother, remember her? Well, originally, a couple by the name of Kerry adopted the twins. The paternal grandmother took them in and raised them when the Kerrys were killed.

(Eyes of Green; Eyes of Gold)

It had been three weeks since Ororo and Logan's surprise dinner. One evening, after the twins had finished their homework, Logan asked them to join him and Ororo in the dining room. The girls slid into seats across from their parents. "What's going on? You said you wanted to talk to us."

Logan opened the manila folder in front of him and turned it so the girls could read it. Jamila shrieked. "You want to ADOPT us?"

Logan nodded. "It ain't much, I know…"

Jendayi pressed her fingertips to her lips. "Are you kidding? We'll have a real family. A real, storybook family." She thought for a minute. "Okay, so in storybooks no one had powers like us, but still…" She read the paper again. "You're just reaffirming that you're our parents?"

"Yes. Full custody was given to your adoptive parents, and now I have to have that custody returned to me. Logan is signing an affidavit that he is your birth father."

"But don't you need Madea's signature for that? Ah mean, isn't she the one with custody of us?"

Logan turned to another page, where the twins' grandmother's signature was scrawled. Jamila's eyebrows furrowed. "How'd you get that?"

"Ah can answer that." Madea came out of the kitchen, with a plate of fried chicken in hand. She set the plate down just in time to be swarmed with hugs from her granddaughters.

"What are you doin' here, Madea?"

"Well, your mother called me and explained things, and Ah got here this morning."

Jendayi sniffed the air. "Why do Ah smell greens and macaroni and cheese?"

Ororo and Madea both disappeared into the kitchen and were back, huge dishes of the aforementioned goodies in hand. "Ah thought everyone could use some fattening up, so Ah cooked a little dinner for y'all."

Jendayi grinned. "That's great!"

Madea and Ororo finished setting out the food, just as Sam walked in, sniffing eagerly. "Is that fried chicken?"

Jamila nodded. "We've got a veritable Southern feast!"

Sam sat down with a huge grin on his face. "When was the last time we had fried chicken?"

Jendayi sat down next to him. "Ah can't remember." Soon, the table was full, and everyone began to eat. Dinner was full or laughter and conversation, and Jamila, Jendayi and Sam volunteered to clean up. Then, the twins, Ororo and Madea sat out on the front porch, watching the sunset.

"When are you leaving, Madea?" Jendayi questioned.

"Tomorrow morning, probably before y'all get up. Ah promised Miz Loretta Ah'd help her plant her new rosebushes."

"There hasn't been any trouble, has there?" Jamila inquired anxiously, playing with a loose thread on the hem of her shirt.

"You mean with those wild girls of yours? No, but you know Ah keep mah gun next to me at all times. They know better."

Jendayi grinned. "Mah grandma, the original gangsta."

Madea nodded. "And don't you forget it."

Jendayi shook her head. "Don't see how Ah could."

Madea ruffled Jendayi's hair. "Good. Now, Ah'm gonna head off to bed. If Ah don't see you in the morning, Ah'll be expecting a visit from y'all come summer vacation. Of course, Ororo, you and Logan are more than welcome to join them. Ah've got the room."

Ororo said she would try, and Jamila and Jendayi hugged and kissed Madea before watching her make her way inside. Ororo rested her hand on Jendayi's head, running her fingers through the loose strands of reddish black. "Have you spoken to Kurt yet?"

Jendayi shook her head, and sat next to her mother, resting her head on Ororo's shoulder. "No, not yet."

"Why are you putting it off?"

Jamila looked up from where she was sitting on the stairs. "You're scared, huh?"

"Yeah." Jamila closed her eyes. "What if he doesn't want me anymore?"

Jamila snorted. "Girl, you must be blind. Don't you notice the way he stares at you? How he opens his mouth to speak, but can't? That boy is every bit as scared as you are."

Jendayi opened one eye, and stared down at her sister. "Think Ah should go talk to him?"

"Yes!" Ororo and Jamila chorused. Ororo sat her daughter upright. "Now go speak to him."

"Now?" Jendayi asked.

"Yes. I guarantee you he will listen."

Jendayi stood and ran her hands through her hair. "Okay, here goes nothing." She went inside, leaving Jamila and Ororo to sit in silence.

Jendayi's nose led her to Kurt's room. Taking a deep breath, she knocked timidly. "Come in."

Jendayi walked into the room, and looked around. Kurt was dangling from a bar that had been placed a few feet from the door. His eyes lit up upon seeing Jendayi in the doorway. He flipped down to the ground. "Jendayi! Vat are you doing here?"

Jendayi wrung her hands together. "We need to talk."

Kurt motioned for Jendayi to sit at his desk, while he perched on his windowsill. "I'm listening."

"Well, Ah'm sorry that Ah've been so distant, especially after you told me about Morgan. Ah guess Ah was just scared. Of what, Ah'm not entirely sure. But Ah do know that Ah miss you, and Ah'd like a chance for us to have a relationship again."

Kurt stood, and walked over to where Jendayi was sitting. He looked down into her eyes seriously. "Jendayi Kerry, vill you be mein girlfriend?"

Jendayi's face lit up with an enormous smile. "Ah'd love to."

Kurt wore an identical grin, which turned into a look of surprise as Jendayi darted up to press a kiss on Kurt's lips. She smiled. "Ah missed that," she whispered softly, leaning her forehead against Kurt's.

"Me too." Kurt pressed his lips to Jendayi's forehead tenderly, making her smile. He sat down, pulling her onto his lap.

"Ah'm sorry Ah was so stubborn."

Kurt shrugged. "It's alright now."

Jendayi smiled and wrapped her arms around Kurt's neck. He countered by wrapping his arms and tail around her waist. "Ah just want to chill for a minute, y'know? Ah've missed being held by someone who cares."

Kurt tightened his hold around Jendayi's waist. "I understand."

The young couple sat in silence, simply holding each other and thinking their own thoughts. Out of the blue, Jendayi blurted out. "Logan's gonna adopt us and make it official."

Kurt raised his eyebrows. "Really? That's great!"

Jendayi smiled. "Yeah, he's great." She rested her chin on Kurt's shoulder and pecked his cheek. She intertwined their fingers, drawing gentle circles on the back of Kurt's hand. "Ah should probably get goin'. Curfew's comin up."

Kurt sighed mock dramatically. "I suppose."

Jendayi dropped a kiss on Kurt's nose. "You don't want me to get in trouble, do ya?"

Kurt shook his head. "No."

"Well then. Ah'll see you in the mornin'. Catchin' a ride with us?"

Kurt nodded and dropped a kiss on the back of Jendayi's hand. She smiled and slowly walked out of the room.

Jamila was working on her solo assignment for dance class when Jendayi bounced into the room, a huge grin on her face. Jamila smiled. "Ah'm guessin it went well?"

Jendayi sighed happily and sunk onto her bed. "Yeah. Still workin' on that dance, huh?"

"Yeah. Damn thing."

"Did you decide on a dance?"

Jamila nodded as she slowly stretched her leg above her head. "Yeah, Ah'm doin' a belly dance."

Jendayi lay down on her stomach and propped her chin up with both fists. "Sounds interestin'."

"Yeah. Wanna learn it? It's simple, very sexy."

Jendayi shrugged. "Sure, why not?" Jendayi watched Jamila perform some of the steps before getting up and joining her. Jamila soon had Jendayi performing the dance like she was born for it. Jamila grinned.

"Don't suppose you want to perform it for me next week?"

Jendayi laughed. "Ah would, if we looked alike."

Jamila snapped her fingers. "Damn! Why couldn't we be identical?" Her face fell, and she covered her mouth with one hand and ran from the room. Jendayi ran after her, just in time to see Jamila dash into the bathroom and slam the door. Jendayi winced as she heard Jamila retching and vomiting. She tapped on the door timidly.

"Mil? Do you want me to go get Madea or Ma?"

Jamila's voice sounded strained. "No, Ah'm fine. Ah might have eaten too much."

Jendayi grinned. "Yeah, you did sorta stuff yourself. You gonna be okay?"

"Yeah. You can go back to the room. Ah'll be alright."

"If you're sure…"

"Ah am."

"Okay." Jendayi walked downstairs, got some crackers and ginger ale and returned to her room. Jamila had just returned to their room, and was lying on the bed, eyes closed, with a cold cloth over her eyes. Jendayi carefully set the crackers and soda on Jamila's nightstand. Jamila carefully lifted the soda can to her lips and sipped.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. Why don't you try and get some sleep?"

Jamila nodded feebly. Jendayi stroked her twin's hair until she fell asleep, and then got into her own bed and slept.

Jendayi was awakened the next morning by the bedroom door slamming. Jamila walked back in five minutes later, sweating and shivering.

"You sure it was the food, Mil?"

Jamila grinned shakily. "Maybe not. Ah might be catching a virus. Ah surely can't keep anything down."

"Ah don't think you should go to school today."

Jamila climbed back into her bed. "Me neither."

"Do you want to see Dr. McCoy?"

"Nah, Ah'll be fine. Ah'll just rest here for today, and by tomorrow, Ah'll be right as rain. Just let Ma know Ah'm not goin' to school." Jendayi nodded and began getting ready for school. Just before she went downstairs, she sniffed out her mother and informed her of Jamila's condition. Kurt, Evan, Kitty and Rogue were waiting for her when she got downstairs. Kitty looked around.

"Like, where's Mil?"

"She's sick."

Kitty scrunched up her nose. "Really? That totally sucks! Do you, like, know what's wrong with her?"

"We think she's got a virus."

"Oh."

Kurt wrapped his tail around Jendayi's waist. "Ready?"

"Yeah, let's go y'all."

Contrary to what Jamila thought, she did not get better in a day. She remained sick for the rest of the week, complaining of dizziness, nausea, and sensitivity to certain smells and foods. Finally, Ororo and Jendayi forced her down to the MedLab to speak to Henry. He performed a routine checkup and found no cause for her illness.

"Jamila, I know this might be embarrassing for you, but I must ask. Have you had unprotected sex in the past two months?"

Jamila flushed. "Yes sir. Once."

"Alright. Well, in that case, I'm going to administer a pregnancy test."

Jamila nodded and followed the doctor's instructions. He left to process the test, leaving Ororo and the twins alone. Jendayi was her usual blunt self. "How in hell did you have sex without at least a condom or something?"

"It broke," Jamila replied shortly. When Jendayi did nothing but shake her head, Jamila fired, "Hey, not all of us are celibate, okay?"

Jendayi narrowed her eyes. "If thou can wait, then thou can stay, thank you very much."

Jamila worried her bottom lip with her fangs. "Whatever." She turned to look at Ororo. "Ah'm sorry Mama."

"You have no reason to be sorry, Jamila. No contraceptive is completely and one hundred percent effective. I would rather you use something and have it not work than to use nothing at all."

"You're not mad at me?"

"Goddess no!" Ororo exclaimed. "I was once put in a similar situation." Ororo looked at both girls. "The result was two beautiful twin girls. I hold no regrets. If you are pregnant, Jamila, we will simply raise the child, all of us, in the most loving environment we can offer."

Jamila smiled. "Thank you Ma."

Henry came back into the room, his face the picture of solemnity. "Jamila, you are a month and a half pregnant."

Jamila's face paled, and she instinctively brought a hand up to touch her stomach. Jendayi's eyes fell out of their sockets. Jamila looked around, feeling claustrophobic. "Is it alright if Ah leave now, you know, go somewhere and be by mahself?"

Henry nodded. "Of course. Just take it easy. Doctor's orders. You'll need monthly checkups, and I will draw up a diet plan for you. I strongly advise you not to use any part of your mutation during your pregnancy, as we do not know how this will affect the baby."

Jamila nodded distractedly, and slowly walked from the room. Jendayi's voice, when she spoke, was quiet. "Who's gonna tell Dad?"

Remy was awakened from his catnap by an insistent knocking at his door. He got up, grumbling in French, and swung open the door. "What?"

Jendayi folded her arms. "Mil's pregnant. She's not gonna tell you about it until it's too late, but Ah'm tellin' you now."

Remy's eyes nearly bugged from his head. "WHAT?"

"You heard me. Ah suggest you go 'fess up to Dad before he comes looking for you." Jendayi left, and headed back to her room, where she curled up on her bed, deep in thought.

Ororo had found Logan in their room, and headed straight into his arms. "Jamila's pregnant," she said softly.

Logan's claws slid out of their own accord. "Remy's dead."

Remy went back into his room and sat down on his bed. A million thoughts ran through his mind, confusing him and making him feel ill. Jamila was pregnant with his child. Jamila, his beautiful lioness, was going to give birth to his child. His mind's eye filled with images of three AM feedings, diapers, and a baby with red on black eyes. He felt the walls begin to close in on him, and he grabbed his trench coat and left. Jamila watched as Remy's motorcycle sped from the Institute, and she instinctively knew that he would not be returning for a very long time. She wrapped her arms around her stomach and stared down at it.

"Don't worry. Mama's gonna take care of you," she whispered.

(Eyes of Green; Eyes of Gold)

Well, as much as I hate to say it, this story is rapidly coming to a close. I know Remy was portrayed a little out of character, but you have to think. He's a young man, and you have to imagine how confused and trapped he must have felt. I think that in a situation like this, he would have left. Eventually, I'm sure his sense of responsibility will win out, but for right now, he's young, confused, and as much as I hate to say it, irresponsible. But anyway, to give you an estimate of how many chapters are left, I'm going to tentatively say one. It'll jump pretty far ahead, and cover the wedding of Logan and Ororo. Oh yes, and as to the fates of Pietro and Sabretooth, I'll leave those to your imagination. But, before I sign off, I have a small question. Should Logan take Ororo's name, or simply remain just Logan? Thanks!

Added November 13, 2006

Hey y'all! Just wanted to let you know that I am working on the next chapter in the story, and that the chapter is going to cover Jamila's pregnancy, from the time we left off in the previous chapter, until birth. I've already determined the sex of the baby, a girl, but I need some feedback on names. I'd like to stick with the 'J' theme, and some of the names I've picked out are as follows:

Jahari, 'jewel' in Swahili

Jahzara 'princess' in African

Jereni 'peaceful' in Slavic

Jacinta 'hyacinth' in Spanish

Jalila 'great, revered' in Arabic

Jalene, the feminine form of Jalen, which is a combination of Jay and Allen

If I could get some e-mail with your two top choices, I'd really appreciate it! The sooner I get the e-mails, the quicker the chapter will be up!