Jean

Jean stayed sitting on the edge of Rogue's bed, she knew better than to try to calm Rogue down by touching her, so instead she was trying to let Rogue know that she was here, in her own way.

Kitty kept glancing over every once in a while, she seemed to be thinking the same thing as the rest of them. The dream must've been something pretty bad since Rogue was letting Jean, of all people, sit on the edge of the bed for comfort. Everyone else had already made their way back to bed, except for Storm, who still stood in the doorway.

Storm had already made it apparent that she was going to stay there until Logan came to get Jean, Kurt, and Rogue.

When Logan finally did make it to the room he didn't say a word, he just waited until his presence was known and then turned around and made his way back to the professor's office.

Jean stood, turning around and pulling Rogue off the bed and leading her down the hall. Kurt followed after them silently, concern on his face as well as he watched Rogue while they walked.

When they made it to the professor's office Logan silently opened the door and held it open while they went in. When they made it past the threshold Logan shut the door behind them, and Jean could hear him padding off down the hall again, though he didn't seem to be heading back to his room.

"Professor? Is there any reason this couldn't wait until the morning?" Jean asked, glancing at Rogue in concern, who was now sitting on the sofa next to Kurt.

"I'm sorry, but it is something that I would rather take care of know." Charles said, wheeling his chair around the desk and over near Rogue. "Do you mind telling me what you saw in your dream?" He asked her, knowing full well that Jean didn't seem very comfortable with the professor questioning Rogue already.

Rogue let out a shuttered breath before repeating what she'd seen in the dream, making sure to give every little detail in case Kurt might remember something that she mentioned.

Jean figured that Charles had Kurt there as well in case Kurt remembered something, even though Kurt had been very young at the time, Mystique was Kurt's birth mother.

"So did you happen to know the boy that appeared to be in the wooden crate?" The professor asked, watching Rogue's reactions.

"Well, that's the thing. I never really saw the boy, he was in the crate the whole time, but I seemed to know him, somehow. Like, I think I know what he looked like." Rogue said, though she obviously seemed unsure of herself.

Jean frowned slightly, sitting on the chair nearby as the question and answer session continued. "What do you mean, you think?" She asked, not even realizing she spoke until everyone glanced at her.

"Well, it's more like a feeling that I've seen him before, even if I don't really remember. I-I think he was my brother."

This statement caught everyone off guard, and Kurt was the first one to respond. "I thought you didn't have a brother, besides me, at least."

Rogue nodded, hugging her knees to her chest, "I didn't think I did either, but that's just the sort of feeling that I got from the dream."

Charles had remained silent for a little while now, and Jean was wondering what he could be thinking about. She didn't have to wait long before the professor finally voiced his thoughts. "Do you have any ideas what his powers would be?" He asked, though his voice was quiet.

Jean watched as Rogue shook her head, though the next words that she spoke changed everything, "I'm not sure, but I know he had his powers even at that age, because even at that age I could tell that Mystique was afraid of him, so he had to be pretty powerful."

I had a harder time with this chapter, as well as a few others. But I hope it's alright. Don't forget to review, I want at least 3 for this chapter, that way I can make corrections to make the story better for all you readers! Introduce this story to your brothers brother guys! Spread the word!