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Emptying My Heart.

"We've come up with a solution to this problem, Professor." Iceman speaks. Three X-Men have walked into this old man's study, and he mediates so that all three walk out.

"Oh, so quickly? And what is it child?" The Professor asks as he folds his hands together in his lap. This is a typical move of his, to most it looks like, I'm listening, but what it really signifies is, What now?

"Storm and I will raise this child. I will adopt it, and Logan will have limited contact with it." Bobby replied.

"Interesting. And you are all in accordance with this?" Charles asks, even though a simple scan of the other two peoples mind is a resounding NO.

"I don't like this one bit, Chuck." Logan spits out. "But this was the only good way to fix this for the best." Logan feels defeated, this is one of the few times fighting, or his claws, can help him. He's defiled this man's wife, and normally, he wouldn't care, but with this, and the child, what can a man do? This would bring low any man with a conscience. If he were a different man, or the one people tend to perceive him as, Bobby would be bleeding on the floor right now, but for this, he has to back down.

"I agree with my husband, and I understand Logan's feelings in this." Storm, Ororo, adds to the conversation. Secretly, and she's sure that Charles knows this, she wishes that she could raise this child alone, without ether man involved, but she loves Bobby and she cares for Logan. She understand that Logan is a man with a heart, she understands he has to back down, she just wishes that this didn't cost him so much.

"And there'll be no more hostility, I hope?" Charles says as he brings his forefingers to his lips, the other fingers still firmly clasped. Another gesture purely his, supposedly to mean INTERESTING. What it means really to say, I'm thinking, and you are bothering me.

"No sir! None." Bobby replies. "May we go now?

"Yes you may. Logan, I believe you had a question for me? Charles inquires as two of the three get up to leave, relieved that yet another of the several crisis' on hand has been put on hold.

"Have you had any luck locating them, Chuck? Any of them?" Logan asks as his eyes plead for something, anything that tells him about his own missing wife. The ones that Sinister took have been gone nearly three months, and now Gambit has gone missing as well.

"No, none. And you should be relieved, all things considered. What would Jean think of you having a child with another woman? Her best friend no less?" Assumed Charles, rubbing his bald head. This move is not deceptive, this one actually does mean I'M TIRED.

"I can't tell you. I'd hope she'd still love me as much as I love her." Logan responds. "Is the new Danger Room up and running? It's been awhile since we've had a good fight and I need to blow off some steam."

"Yes, but be careful, and by the way, You and I are not done discussing this problem you've caused." He answers back.

After a brisk work out with a holographic Iceman, that was repeatedly obliterated, Logan begins the walk home, but he doesn't get far, on the front porch of this venerated old mansion is a naked, shaved and unconscious Cyclops.

"Someone, get down here! Logan yells into the intercom as he picks Scott up and takes him inside. The first two to answer his call are Beast, and then Emma, Scott's current wife. Emma and Beast have been spending much time together lately, too much for Logan's taste, but that wasn't his concern

"Logan what is it!" Emma questions before seeing the man cradled in Logan's arms. "Oh my gosh! Scott!" She gasps as she runs to his side, much to Beast's dismay, as he himself walks over to take Scott from Logan's arms to get him to the infirmary for testing and treatment.

"You just found him here?" Beast asks. " No note, not see you later, just him?"

"That's right, now you going to fix him, or do I have to answer some more questions?" Logan quipped back.

"No you're free to go on this, but I do want some answers about Storm." Beast replied.

"And Logan is on his way home, knowing that if Scott came back, his Jeannie would to. Now all he had to do was wait, and hope for his own miracle.