Disclaimer: Same as always. Not mine, never will be. Birthday's past and I didn't get them, damn.

Author's Note: Sorry,for the wait. I've been crazy busy with shool and B-TV. That's a club at my school where we write, produce, and direct our own films and other productions. Anyway, hope you like it.

Reagan and Conner walked down the stairs to the kitchen talking quietly with each other. It was still only 7:30, but they needed the half hour to eat breakfast. When they reached the hall that lead to the kitchen they both heard the voices of the whole Summers family. Looking at each other they rolled their eyes and sighed. Then, to their relief, Hallie and Max were walking towards them.

"Hey!" Max hollered, hurrying towards them, pulling his sister along by her hand. The twins silently consulted each other if they should tell the other two what happened the night before. They decided that it should be okay, considering they were already pretty much best friends. After relaying everything with tears and hugs the four headed towards the kitchen.

Conner glanced at his watch, "Shit, Reag it's 7:45 we've got fifteen minutes 'til Dad's meeting us."

Reagan simply shrugged her shoulders, "He'll wait ten minutes if he's gotta. You know he loves us atleast that much," she said chuckling. Conner chuckled right along with her and the other twins joined in with them. They hadn't even realized they had reached the kitchen until Conner, walking backwards bumped into an object behind him and jumped a little, turning to where he faced the same way as the three other teenagers.

Realizing who it was he bumped into, he smirked, "Sorry baby, my butt got a little Kitty crazy there."

Kitty Pride laughed and slapped him playfully on the cheek, "I'll dare you Conner! You are just like you're father I can tell it already!" She said in a mock offended tone.

The two sets of twins started their hooting hollering again and heard a gruff voice behind them, "You sayin' that's a bad thing Kit?"

"Well of course not Logan, but I mean really flirting with a girl nine years older than him, just isn't exceptable at Xavier's School For Gifted Youngsters. Your son should know that, it was in the rule book wasn't it?" Kitty gave back, trying as hard as she could to sound authoritative.

Reagan, as hard as she tried, could not stop herself from laughing. Just the site of a woman maybe 5' 4" at the most trying to sass talk her 6' 1" father was simply hilarious. She was laughing so hard she thought she was going to fall over, so she headed towards the closest thing she could reach to sit on, the kitchen table.

"Reagan is it?" she heard a loud manly voice behind her. Turning, she jumped at the sight of the large, hairy, blue man adressing her.

She ended up jumping so far she landed right in front of Scott Summers, or One Eye as she had decided to call him. She looked up when she felt a hand on each of her arms, sneering she said in her most sinister, most Wolverinish voice, "Don't touch me."

The man's hands fell to his sides and she stepped twoards her father, brother, and friends. "Yeah? So what?" she said adressing the large blue man from earlier.

"I was simply going to introduce myself, because I wasn't here when you arrived," he turned towards Conner this time while he spoke, "And you're Conner I presume?"

"Yeah, great to meet you Fur Ball," Conner said rudely and the first thing that flashed through all of the adults mids was the first time Logan had met the large blue man.

"My name is Hank McCoy, boy. And if I do say so myself you remind me remarkably of your father," Hank said placing his hand out for Conner to shake it.

Looking at it he let out a gruff laugh and shook it, "Just for that I think I like you." Logan smirked and placed one hand each of his kids' shoulders.

"Kids, Beast is a long time friends of mine. And not only do you look like me, Conner, but that's exactly what I called Beast the first time I met him," Logan informed his children smiling. The last comment brought a huge smile from Conner as he took in the pride of un-knowingly acting like his father.

Looking at Reagan and almost reaching out to her to shake her hand, Hank saw the look of resentment that passed over her face and turned his head to where she was looking to see what was causing it. The only thing he saw was Jean and Alex standing beside the kitchen table, Jean pouring two cups of orange juice. For a second he wondered why the site would cause such a reaction from the young girl. Then it hit him, her mother tending to the needs of her step-brother was a routine thing and she could tell it. That must have set in a feeling of resentment towards the innocent ten year old boy. She placed her hand in one of her father's and pulled him along towards the refrigerator and past her mother and step brother. Conner followed sut behind his father.

"Can you make me pancakes Daddy?" she asked a look of grief flashing over her eyes and he couldn't possibly say no to the puppy dog eyes that reminded him so much of her mother.

"Ah'course punkin', you want any Con?" he asked turning towards his son who stood bent half way over, his head and upper-body in the refrigerator. "Need some help, Bud?"

"Yea, I cain't find da milk in this herre bottomless pit of a 'fridge," he said his words slurred and muttered from his postion in the refrigerator.

Chucking Logan answered swiftly and not having to look, "Second shelf from the top behind the tea jug."

"Oh, thanks Pops," Conner said emerging from the refrigerator. His face was bright pink and his hair stood on end form leaning down with his head toward the floor. Logan full out laughed followed by Reagan, Max, Hallie, Kitty, and Jubilee the last who had just entered.

"What's so funny you guys?" Conner asked and rushed towards the mirror behind Scott, sneering as he walked past him. His eyes widened when he saw his reflection. "Jesus Lord Above! I look like I've been sky-diving in Alaska!"

"Well, that's one way to put Cutie," Jubilee said coming behind him to smooth out his hair. He smirked and turned around giving her a peck on the cheek in thanks. "Well, thank you dear but I'm a bit old for you don't you think?"

At this Kitty chimed in, "Oh, I see cheating on me are you? I really thought we had something good going here, Conner!"

"Ladies, ladies there's enough of me to go around you know. I mean honestly I know I'm one sexy stud but there's no need to fight over me," Conner answered putting on his best player smile.

At this Hallie walked toward the three and stepped between them, "Oh no, I don't think so, Mr. Conner James Grey is all mine. You'll have to find your own men." Smirking she lent towards him and pecked him on the lips, "See you later Cons," and walked out the door, her smirking brother following after her and shrugging towards Reagan, whose smile was almost as big as her star-stunned brother's.

Walking towards his father, who had witnessed the whole scene and still managed not to burn the pancakes he had sitting out on two plates, he said still dazed, "She kissed me," and sat down beside his sister finishing off his breakfast in a matter of minutes.

In the time his kids had eaten he informed Kitty, Jubilee, and even Jean as much as he didn't want to talk to her ever again, that they were headin out and would be back before lunch. The twins, rushed towards them, and although they were still very mad at her, each gave their mother a goodbye hug and kiss, easing her fears that they wouldn't talk to her for a long while slightly. She waved towards the three heading outside and smiled lightly. Silently she promised herself that the four of them would talk when they got back, and they would discuss anything the twins asked.

Another A/N: Sorry if this disappointed you for any reason but I had to have some happy times and show some up coming relationships in this chapter. And for all of you that might think that giving Conner a girlfriend and not giving Reagan a boyfriend isn't fair, give me a chapter or two, I have a few ideas for one.

Next Chapter Preview: Logan gazed across the field to the two teenagers playing a game of chase and smiled happily. Just as a thought of Jean passed across his mind, he felt a hand on his shoulder.