So here is chapter 7! I've decided to move things along and start getting into the really good stuff. Also, just as a side note, I may post some chapters a little late due to future tests and midterms. Sorry about that, but that's what high school does to you. Anyways, here it is!

Song of Grey Lemons: Congratulations for getting your own account! I love your account name. It really is original! And it's great to see that there's another Jean Grey fan!

TristeAlma: You may be in for a surprise with Rogue (hint hint! Lol). As for Remy, when does love not backfire? We'll just wait and see. I really loved putting in the plot twist with Kitty and wanting to see how Logan would react. As for your guess with who Emma is talking to, it's a very logical and interesting guess. I like it!

Disclaimer: Again, nothing is mine. Again, only the storyline is mine. Again, I'm sad…

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Running outside, Scott was met with a gale of icy wind. His t-shirt and pajama pants were no match for the frozen ferocity of the wind.

Maybe I should've brought a jacket.

Ignoring the thought, Scott scanned the area around him. It was completely dark but his surroundings were illuminated by moonlight. As he turned to his right, he saw the figure of a woman lying on the ground. Her head was propped up against the mansion and her skin was unnaturally pale.

"Jean," Scott whispered. He walked up to her and touched her face. It was cold.

Too cold, he thought. Putting the thought that she may be dead out of his mind, he picked her up and carried her back into the mansion.

Scott walked upstairs to Hank's room but found the door open and the bed perfectly made. Swearing under his breath, Scott decided to check one of the classrooms. Hank was known for his late-night test marking.

Finding the blue mutant in the Chemistry classroom, Scott didn't bother to knock.

"Hank, I need your help."

Hank looked up from his work and saw the unconscious Jean in Scott's arms.

"Oh my stars and garters. Bring her at once to the Infirmary."

Scott nodded and swiftly walked to the destination. Placing Jean carefully on the examination table, he stepped aside as Hank examined her.

"What happened to her?"

"I-I don't know." Scott's voice cracked and he felt angry at himself for not getting to Jean sooner.

Hank put a hand on Scott's shoulder. "You shouldn't worry, Scott. Jean will be absolutely fine."

"Have you diagnosed her yet?"

Hank sighed. "I've checked her vitals and they seem to be fine. Her body temperature is lower than normal. Where did you find her?"

"Outside."

Hank turned around and looked at Scott.

"And Emma didn't mind?"

Scott was confused. "Why would she mind?"

"Oh, no reason. I just like to get my facts straight." Hank smiled.

"Wait, are you saying that you think Emma did this?"

"You should go and get some rest. I'll tell you my findings in the morning."

"No. You're going to tell me right now why that thought would even cross your mind."

Hank sighed once more and ran a hand over his face.

"Look, Scott. We all know how Emma feels about Jean. Even you cannot deny that there is a possibility that Emma did this."

Scott opened his mouth but then closed it. He couldn't deny it; he had some thoughts about who had done this to Jean. But even then, he wasn't going to admit it to Hank.

"You have no proof that Emma did do this. You haven't even figured out if it was physical or mental."

"True, but I can tell from her heart rate, blood pressure, and physical state of being that it was not physical damage. Her temperature couldn't have dropped unexpectedly and have caused her to faint. So, the only remaining factor is that she was attacked mentally. The only known telepaths that are almost or as strong as Jean are Charles, Betsy, and Emma. And with Jean's mutant powers depleted, she would be completely vulnerable to a telepathic assault. Even the most weakest of telepaths could have disrupted her mind."

"What would be Emma's motive? And don't tell me that she did it out of hatred. I've heard that far too many times already."

"How about love? We know how she feels about your love, Scott."

It was at that moment that Scott lost his patience. "Yes, because you know everything about love. Who the hell would love a blue, fur-covered monster?"

The bitterness in his voice even surprised Scott himself. He quickly left; the image of Hank's tormented face still burnt into his mind.

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Logan was dumbfounded. He didn't know whether he was angry or disappointed. He sure as hell knew he wasn't happy.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice remaining at a constant level. Logan didn't want to show his emotions in his voice; it would only make things worse.

"Sure that I'm pregnant?"

"Are you sure that it's Bobby?"

Kitty fiddled with her hands before answering. "I'm pretty sure."

"How did this even happen? When did you and Bobby even hook up?"

Kitty motioned for him to talk quieter and he complied, holding in his anger. If he held it in any longer he was going to erupt like Mount Vesuvius.

"It was when you, Piotr, Storm, and Rogue went to stop the military from re-activating the Sentinels. Piotr and I, we… had an argument. I was angry at him because he had promised me that we would spend more time together as a couple. I told him that someone else could go in his place. You know Piotr. He said that he was doing this for not only mutants, but for everyone. I became angry and said something that I shouldn't have."

Logan raised an eyebrow. "What did you say?"

Kitty took her time answering. "I told him that he always said that when in fact he was doing everything for Illyana and it was time for him to get over her. I don't know why I even said that. I loved Illyana like a sister."

"And then…?"

"And then I went and talked to Bobby. I don't know why. I just wanted someone to talk to and he was the first person who popped into my head. We started talking and I mentioned how Piotr and I weren't having sex anymore. He joked around and said that if I was with him he would always be ready for sex. And then it happened. I saw a chance and I took it."

Logan looked down at his Pepsi can, realizing he had crumpled it into a ball. Trying to remain calm, Logan said nothing. There was a long period of silence before Kitty finally spoke.

"Are you mad?"

Logan held in a laugh. "Why would I be mad? You didn't cheat on me."

His last sentence stung Kitty. She closed her eyes and began to cry.

"I'm so sorry. I don't know why I did it. I'm so sorry."

Logan shook his head. "Don't tell me you're sorry. Frankly, I don't give a damn. Whatever you did is on you. I don't care if you tell him or not. It's not going to affect me. You made a mistake and now you're going to have to deal with it. Good luck. You're going to need it."

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Emma woke up to the sound of rain striking the mansion. She hadn't got any sleep ever since the call. It had made her worried and she knew that she would have to find a solution. Emma turned and looked at Scott. She had heard him come in, his incomprehensible mumbling distracting her from her problem. All she had heard was something about Hank.

She got up and quickly brushed her teeth and changed. Trying to think of a solution, Emma kept coming up nothing.

I was once with the Hellfire Club. This does not happen to me!

It was at that moment that Emma thought of the idea. It was practical and would be very simple to execute. All she would need was Scott's support. Not wanting to waste time, Emma quickly woke up Scott. He grumbled and turned away.

"Scott, please listen to me. I have an idea. Why don't we go away for a few days?"

Scott turned back and looked at Emma.

"You want to go away for a few days?"

"Why not? We haven't been alone together for a while and it would be the perfect opportunity to forget about everything that happened."

"Emma, something happened. I found Jean lying outside, almost frozen to death."

She waved her hand. "I heard you last night. You were mumbling about it and it woke me up. Anyways, this vacation can get our minds off everything that's happened. Plus, we don't need tickets. I can be very persuasive when I put my mind to it." She smiled seductively and kissed Scott several times. He smiled.

"I guess it couldn't hurt. Sure. Let's go."

Emma smiled and almost danced in joy. She couldn't believe her luck. Running to the closet, she took out two suitcases. While Scott went to the bathroom, Emma began to pack, not bothering to fold all of the clothes. She had decided that they would go to France; the farther they were from the mansion the better it was. By the time Scott came out, Emma had already packed everything.

"I've decided that we should go to France. I've always wanted to go there."

Scott nodded and Emma squealed. She was very pleased that Scott hadn't questioned why she wanted to leave so early. She guessed that his incident with Logan and Hank made him upset and angry.

Walking down the stairs with their suitcases, Emma and Scott entered the foyer. They were about to leave when they heard voices and footsteps. From the kitchen emerged Betsy and four young women. They had blonde hair just like Emma and wore the exact same outfits: white tops with white pants. The most intriguing quality was that they were quadruplets.

Betsy smiled. "Scott, Emma. These are the Cuckoo sisters.