Your defenses were on high
Your walls built deep inside
Yeah I'm a selfish bastard
But at least I'm not alone

Logan leaned against the tree as he watched Scott throw the rest of Emma's bags in the back of the car. As he watched them, he felt Jean's presence before she even walked past him…not once looking his way, or acknowledging him. There was a different presence about Jean; Logan could smell it on her. But it was still Jean, and he was positive about that. Scott closed the trunk as Ororo and Hank came down to the car with the Professor. Emma was leaving and Logan didn't care. Jean told him that the worse was yet to come and that it wasn't over while Emma said that it was, even though Sinister escaped. Logan preferred Emma's version, but knew Jean was right. Ever since that little talk in the hallway with Jean, Logan had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach; one he couldn't figure out.

My intentions never change
What I wanted stays the same
And I know what I should do
it's time to set myself on fire
Was it a dream?
Was it a dream?

"Okay," Emma said. "I guess this is it."

Hank extended his hand out to Emma, who shook it. "It was an honor working side by side with you, Emma Frost."

"No it wasn't," she replied. "But thanks for saying it."

Ororo gave Emma a warm smile and hugged her. "It took you awhile, but I'm glad you found your way."

"Thank you storm," Emma said thankfully. Emma turned to Kitty and Jubilee who were sitting on the ledge, a few feet from the crowd. "Kids?"

Kitty glanced over to them and scowled. "I still think you're a bitch." Jubilee laughed as Ororo shot Kitty a warning look. "But…you helped us. Probably even saved us," she added. "So…thanks."

Emma smiled at them. "You're welcome."

Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I
Your reflection I've erased
Like a thousand burned out yesterdays
Believe me when I say goodbye forever
Is for good

Emma then turned to the Professor. "Charles…" Giving her a warm smile, Emma returned the smile and bent down to hug him. "I owe you so much…"

"You owe me nothing child," Charles said. "You are always welcomed back here."

"Thank you."

"Just don't come back," Marie spoke up.

"You've done good to redeem yourself," Scott told her. "I'm proud of you. We all are," he added.

Emma smiled as her eyes watered. “You’re going to make me cry…"

"Wouldn't want to ruin your makeup," Kitty muttered rolling her eyes.

Was it a dream?
Was it a dream?
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I

As Emma turned around to open the door to the car, she locked eyes with Jean, who stared at her. Emma froze and her throat became dry. Gathering her wits, Emma slowly walked up to Jean, as everyone moved to the side and remained quiet. "Jean."

"Emma."

Raising an eyebrow, Emma asked, "Should I call you Jean, or Phoenix?"

Jean shrugged. "Either or I guess."

Emma sighed deeply. "I know you'll never be able to forgive me…and I don't expect you too…"

"You helped me," Jean said, cutting her off. "I never thought the day would come where I'd be thankful that you were there. Not only did you save me…but them as well," she said, indicating the X-Men. "I can't forgive for what you have done," Jean admitted. "But I can put it to the side."

Emma nodded. "I'd rather we be woman…than enemies."

"Me too," Jean replied. An eerie silence broke out between the two. Jean held her gaze, but Emma got too nervous and looked down at the ground. "Be careful," Jean said. "Sinister is still out there and you did betray him."

"I know," Emma responded.

"It's not my place to tell you to stay away…but if the Professor welcomed you back here, I'll stand by him and his decision."

"Thank you Jean," Emma said. "That means a lot."

Nodding her head, Jean turned back, and walked back up the ramp towards the school.

'You be careful too, Jean' Emma projected to her. 'I know the impact he had on you…please.'

Jean turned back and stared at Emma intently. For a second, Logan thought that Jean would attack her. Emma knew better though.

'He isn't worth it,' Emma added. 'You think you'll feel better…but you'll feel worse.'

Was it a dream?
Was it a dream?
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I
(A photograph of you and I)

Jean continued to look at Emma…but said nothing; not even mentally. Logan watched the two careful, especially Jean. But all Jean did was turn back around and walk into the mansion. Emma exhaled and walked back to her car, opening the door and turned to look at Logan. "Take care of her, Logan," Emma told him. 'You're the only one who can,' she added mentally. 'Don't let her fall off the tracks and make the same mistakes you and I have.'

Despite his feelings towards the White Queen, Logan nodded, understanding where she was coming from and what she was asking. He watched as she got in the car and started it up. With one last look, Emma drove off on the highway, and out of sight. Logan knew she'd be back; he was sure of it. He didn't know of the friendship between her and Jean, but they fought the enemy together and they saved each other. The two shared a secret that only they knew of. As he retreated back into the mansion, one thing kept going around in his mind; what really happened to Jean? He knew one thing for sure…it wasn't good. If it wasn't good now…he knew for sure it wouldn't end well.

Was it a dream?
Was it a dream?
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I
A photograph of you and I
A photograph of you and I... in love...

As Logan and the others headed back into the school, Logan stopped, and sniffed the air. "What is it?" Scott asked.

Logan held up his hand, silencing him and looked around. Logan glanced down at the ground and saw as it got darker. He the others looked up at the sky and saw the sun disappear behind the dark, reddish clouds that covered the once blue sky. It was an eerie feeling and it made Logan sick to his stomach.

"Ororo?" the Professor questioned.

Ororo shook her head, just as confused as the others. "It's not me," she told them.

Looking up, Kitty shook her head slowly. "This is so not good," she muttered.

Logan turned around to the young one just before he felt a sharp pain in his head, and sank to his knees in agony. The last image he saw were the X-Men on the ground screaming in pain…

Then nothing.

THE END...