"Hey, wait up Jean." Ororo was jogging to catch up with her best friend.

Jean sighed and stopped in the middle of the lobby. She quickly shoved her hands back into her pockets.

When Ororo caught her, she was surprised to see tears forming in Jean's eyes. "What has happened? Don't tell me that you are simply hung over. I know you better than that. And I just saw the Phoenix light up your eyes in there, over Emma of all things, so start talking."

Jean looked away, concentrating on a spot on the floor. "Ororo just let it be."

"I can't. We're friends, so why won't you tell me what is going on? What happened between you and Emma after you left our group last night? Did she do something?"

"Y-Yes, well no. She…"

"Say the word, and I will hunt her down and electrocute her wherever I find her."

Jean laughed in spite of the tears. "That won't do. "

"If she has done something to hurt you I will make her wish she had never drawn a breath."

"Ororo, please don't. She didn't do anything bad so to speak, and I really don't want to be a widow the very next day after…" Jean slowly pulled her left hand out of her pocket and extended it out. Storm looked down at a very large diamond ring adorning her best friend's finger. Her eyes went wide.

"Oh my God Jean."

"I am freaking out. So please, leave Emma be."

Ororo pulled Jean off to the side. "You guys got married?"

"Yes. There is a picture of us in a photo album next to our wedding certificate to prove it."

"You don't remember it?"

"No."

"What did Emma say?"

"I didn't wake her up. She was sleeping when I left the room. I woke up curled up in her arms this morning. I got up, and hopped into the shower. When I bent down to pick up the soap I dropped, I noticed that I had a very large rock on my ring finger. I freaked out. I went back into the bedroom and pulled the covers back to look at Emma's hand. She has a large ruby ring on her ring finger."

"Ruby?" Ororo chuckled. "What kind of spell have you put on that woman? Emma Frost, wearing a ruby ring for her Phoenix. It defies all logic."

"This isn't funny." But despite herself, Jean smiled.

Ororo shook her head in disbelief. Then she started chuckling. "You two must have been the couple Helena mentioned earlier. You had a bald Charles Xavier impersonator marry you!"

"I guess as much. Emma is gorgeous and bitchy, and apparently I am the volcano waiting to explode. I really don't recall any of it."

"What do you remember?"

"When we got back to the hotel, we drank some more in a bar. I vaguely remember her dragging me out to shop for something, and then nothing."

"Do you think Emma planned this?"

"No."

"How can you be sure?"

Jean sighed, "Because we had a moment last night. Emma dropped the barriers surrounding her mind in the bar. There was no deceit there. Not that I can remember anyways."

"So, somehow you shopped for rings, got married, and then what?"

"Passed out in our room. I told Betsy the truth. I woke up fully clothed, and when I pulled back the sheets to look for Emma's ring, she was clothed too."

"Now what? Are you going to get it annulled?"

Jean shrugged. "I haven't talked to Emma yet, but I don't think she will relish being married to me. "

"Does that bother you?"

"Yes. No. I don't know. I have been thinking about her romantically for months, but I can't say that I love her."

"Well, she has been thinking the same about you for about the same amount of time. You can't tell me that you didn't notice."

Jean nodded. "I knew last night was about flirting with me. I cornered Helena in a bathroom and had it confirmed. As for how long she has been thinking about me, I really don't know."

Ororo crossed her arms. "Well think about it now. With everything you know about Emma, don't you think her behavior of late has been strange? She rubbed your feet on the flight to the Tower! And she has been shakily very friendly with the rest of us. She has been on the best behavior she can muster given her prevalence towards, well, being an angsty bitch. And I think that change in her attitude has to do with her feelings for you."

"You think Emma loves me?"

"In her own way, yes, I think Emma cares a great deal about you. "

Jean let the tears fall again. She rested her head against Ororo's shoulders. She felt Ororo's arms hold her in a hug. "It's okay Jean. This will work itself out. Talk to her. Make her be honest with you. This may not be the ideal way that a relationship should start, but maybe it is how you two will come to terms with what you each are feeling."

"I was just horrible to Betsy. I can't believe how angry I became."

Ororo squeezed her friend. "Don't worry about Betsy. I will talk to her. You did get pretty mad though! Defending Emma…I think your feelings may run deeper than you are admitting to yourself. And I think we will keep any jokes about Emma to ourselves for a while. Just to be safe." She pushed her friend back a little and winked.

Jean smiled and wiped away her tears. "I guess the Phoenix didn't like Emma being the butt of any joke."

"I guess not. And I have a feeling that the White Queen would be terrible to deal with if the roles were reversed."

Jean looked down at her ring. The stone was rather large without being garish. "Can you believe this thing? How much money does she have?"

"Looks like you got yourself a sugar momma."

"Lord. Can you see us returning to the mansion with me wearing this thing? "

Ororo laughed. "Scott will choke."

"Logan too."

"You heartbreaker. Seriously, go talk to Emma. Work this out, whatever it is. And I am here for you if you need me. And if she breaks your heart, then my previous statement stands. I will find her and ruin her white clothes permanently. And if you decide to give this a shot, then I will support that too. Just be happy."

Jean laughed. "You are a great friend. I need to go and talk to Emma now. She's snored long enough."

Ororo's eyes went wide. "Emma snores?"

"She does. Just don't tell Betsy!"

"Wait, before you go, what last name did you guys choose?"

"Frost-Grey. I am Mrs. Jean Frost-Grey."

"Emma Frost-Grey. Wonder if she will start wearing red now that she is married to you?"

Jean laughed, "I seriously doubt that. But we will have to do something about her wardrobe. I can't have my wife running around catching everyone's attention. The Phoenix won't be easily controlled with that going on."

"Sounds like you have made up your mind how you want this to end."

Jean contemplated the thought for a moment, and then shook her head. "I really haven't. " She hugged Ororo quickly and walked away.

Ororo walked back into the restaurant and sat back down at the table with the other women.

"She okay?" Betsy asked.

"She will be, but absolutely no more jokes about Emma for the time being. Jean isn't finding them funny."

"Something did happen between them last night!" Betsy squealed. "Spill it. Her and Emma hook up?"

"In a way…"

"I knew it! Jean's embarrassed because she slept with Emma."

"No, that isn't it. They didn't have sex. And I don't think she'd be embarrassed if they had."

"What's the problem then?"

Ororo looked around the table. All of the women had concerned looks on their faces.

"Did Emma do something stupid? We need to straighten her out?" Diana asked.

Ororo laughed.

"What? What's so funny?" Dinah asked.

"Because I threatened to electrocute her. We all think that Emma is the problem, but it really isn't like that." She turned her attention to Betsy. "You and I are the only straight people at this little gathering."

"So, Jean and Emma are together now?" Helena smiled.

"Sort of."

"Enough of the riddles, just tell us what is going on."

Ororo looked at Helena. "The chapel where you and Dinah got married also hosted an X-Man wedding last night. And we were all wondering who the people had been…"

The table sat back shocked when the realization hit. "Emma and Jean got married?" Dinah finally managed.

Ororo simply nodded her head.

Betsy started howling. "HOLY SHIT! No wonder she got riled up. I made fun of her little woman."

"And that is why Emma jokes are off limit for a while. They need to work this out."

"Wait, you mean they might actually stay wed?" Betsy asked.

"I don't know what they will do. Jean left Emma sleeping in the room when she came down here. She is going upstairs now to wake her up so they can talk about it."

"Surely they talked about it before taking the plunge?" Shayera asked.

"If they did, Jean doesn't remember. She doesn't remember anything after drinking in the bar when we got back."

"Damn. Just damn. Is that why her hands were in her pocket at the table? She didn't want us to know?" Betsy asked.

"Seems logical," Helena interjected, "it would keep us from asking questions she apparently can't answer."

Betsy leaned over to Ororo. "Did you see the ring?"

Ororo smiled. "I did."

"AND?"

"You know Emma doesn't do small, and Jean has the rock to prove it."

Betsy laughed. "Jean and Emma got married, and now Jean had a massive stone on her finger!"

"She does. And that is not even the best part. Apparently Emma has one too."

Betsy shrugged. "That isn't all that surprising. I am sure Emma's diamond is bigger."

Ororo eyes bounced with mirth. "It isn't a diamond. She has a huge ruby instead."

Betsy was shocked. "A ruby?"

Shayera listened to the chatter intently. "Wait, why is that strange?"

Betsy answered. "Because it is Emma. The White Queen is ridiculous about her wardrobe and her color of choice is always, well, white. Even her room is all white. Her sheets are white, her towels, everything!"

"So for her to wear something that isn't white?" Shayera continued.

"If you had told me that Emma would wear anything that wasn't white, I would have taken that bet a thousand times over." Ororo stated.

"Maybe it's a sign of some sort." Helena managed.

Ororo nodded. "I think it is. I think that Emma loves Jean. That would have been her way of saying I love you without actually having to verbalize the sentiment."

Betsy giggled. "Man, Emma must have it bad. I wish we could have seen them get hitched. I am sure it would have been fantastically funny."

Helena grinned. "There is a way."

"How?"

"Dinah and I have a video of ours. They video tape every ceremony they perform. It's a souvenir!"

"No way!" Betsy was ecstatic. "We have to go to that chapel and get it! I have to see this…"

A/N: A much longer chapter this time...I still have not worked out Emma's response to all of this. And I am curious if you guys would be interested in seeing Scott's reaction. This has turned out to be much longer than I originally intended and we are only a full day into the X-Men's trip. What do you want to see?