<div class="floatleft">(http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/9400000/elle-elena-satine-9418218-402-604.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name/ Real Name:</strong>Jean Grey<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Scott and Jeans Bedroom<br/><strong>Date/time:</strong>Monday the 7th of September (2019) 10:45am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cyclops<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/1593147e2773ad9493f67e2976487e9f/tumblr_p3x3kp86Yo1x5v61xo1_1280.png) </div></div>__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>Jean smiled when Scott embraced her from behind and pulled her close, she slowly turned around to face him. He was as ever in his Xmen uniform, she sometimes wondered if she was going t have to make him some more as he wore his uniform more then any other team member. Ever the boyscott who always was ready for action. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in close. The feeling of their bodys together set her pulse raceing. Soctt was the only man she had ever been with but she couldn't imagine feeling another mans touch. The closet she came to straying was with Logan who expressed his feelings for her on more then one oocasion. But even though The Wolverine did appeal to that side of her which was darker she knew that Scott was the only one for her. He said it was strange searching for a son that they hadn't even conceived yet in reference to Nathan. "Life of a Xman." She said with a sigh as she nodded in agreement. She was sure Nathan was fine, out there somewhere doing whatever it was that he did and making it through but they worried about him. They both Knew he grew up in a terrible future where mutants were persecuted and essentially here the Xmen had failed. It was a very daunting thought to say the least.<br/><br/>"Im sure he`l come back to us when he`s ready. Nathan dosen`t do anything without a reason. For now the least we can do is take in his team members and look after them." She said in referee to the X force members who were now staying at the Xavier School such as Warpath, Shatterstar, Cannanball, Boomer and Sunspot. Jean felt they had to be the responsible ones who looked after them and helped guide them as they were essentially left high and dry without a team leader. It was clear that the former X force members didn't all agree with the way the Xmen did things which could cause some rising conflicts between the two teams. Jean kissed Scott on his lips as he asked her if everything was getting sorted with their bedroom. "Hmmm what do you think Slim?" She teased him as she gently nibbled down on his bottom lip. "I know unpacking isn't as glamorous as regular Xmen duty but we can't put if off forever...were here to stay....arnt we?" She asked him, Jena genially wondered if they were going to stay here and commit potentially the rest of their lives to Xavier's dream. In some ways it was like moving back in with Dad after spending the last 18 months on their own operating as X Factor. Jean had mixed feeling's about it and she wondered if her boyfriend felt the same way.  After all, Scott had made a defiant decision to leave the Xmen once and for all after he learnt Jean was still alive. But somehow they had ended back here along with Warren, Hank and Bobby. Were they suckers for pain? Why couldn't any of them ever truly move on from Charles and this mansion? It had a hold over them and no matter how hard they tried they couldn't seem to break away from it.<br/><br/>Jean Looked up into his eyes and tried to read him, she wasn't the type to scan peoples thoughts without their consent. It was rude to say the least and she was now older and had a real handle on both her telepathic and telekentic abilities. It was a major invasion of privacy and Jean didn't want to be the type of mutant who abused her gifts like that, she wanted to be better then that.