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Storm fell to the floor as the house came crashing down. Debris followed almost immediately after her, pinning her to the ground, and engulfing her in darkness. Her claustrophobia threatened to engulf her as she was reminded of that horrible day that she couldn't erase from her mind. The plane crashing; the house shaking; debris falling. She screamed.

XXX

Logan sheathed his claws, allowing him to drop to the ground. Then he un-sheathed them again. He was about to charge into the parlor when he heard Storm's scream. "'Ro," he called, reaching the living room.

XXX

Logan's call brought Storm out of her nightmare. It was then that she realized that her wrist was on the outside of her enclosure. She shifted it around.

XXX

Logan came in searching for her. She hadn't answered, and feared she was probably knocked out. Then he saw the debris shift, ever so slightly. He took a deep breath to breathe in the scent and found out it was Storm. "Storm," he called again, reaching the mound of debris. "Are you okay?"

He began to move the debris off of Storm, then stopped. He bent a little closer and heard sobs coming from her. Strange, he thought, I've never seen or heard 'Ro cry before. He kept sweeping the debris off of her until she was free.

XXX

Storm had started to cry a little when she heard someone shifting the debris. Even though she knew Logan had heard her and saw the debris shifting, it still killed her that her claustrophobia would still come out in times like this. It made her feel weak and vulnerable. As she saw the light, she stopped crying and got up. "You okay?" he asked. Storm nodded, taking a deep breath to steady herself. "You sure? You're shaking."

"Logan I said I was fine," Storm said sharply. "I just had a flashback that's all." Storm looked around then turned back to Logan. "Where's the professor?" Logan looked up again and dashed off. Storm followed closely behind. When they reached the parlor, all they saw was the professor's empty chair.

"No," Logan said, as he turned to look at Storm. She was just as shocked as he was. "Oh gosh, no," Logan repeated sinking to his knees.

Storm tried to be strong for him, but couldn't and let the flood gates open up. As she started to cry, she walked over to her friend and placed her arms around him, sobbing a little on his shoulder. After a few minutes Logan took his arm and wrapped it around her, bringing her closer to his chest. After a few more minutes, Storm calmed down enough to allow Logan to help her up. He grabbed the wheelchair and took it back to the car. After Logan closed the trunk, Storm tossed him the keys. "I don't think I can concentrate on driving right now," Storm said. It wasn't long before the rain started coming down, responding to Storm's current emotion.

After a few minutes of driving, Logan broke the silence. "What happened back there, Storm?" Logan asked. When she didn't answer, he tried again. "Storm."

Storm jolted back into the present. "Sorry, what?"

"I asked what happened back there," Logan repeated. "Before we went into the parlor."

Storm sighed. "It's really stupid. You wouldn't understand."

"Try me."

She turned to give him a hard stare. "I know you Logan; it's a stupid childhood fear."

"Storm-"

"Logan, I said I don't want to talk about it," Storm said sharply.

"Okay," Logan said, defeated. "Okay, I get it." After a moment, Logan spoke again. "So who's gonna take care of the school?"

Storm looked down for a second. "I guess I am," she said. "Charles said he wanted me to take his place. My question is, how are we going to break it to the children?"

"I don't know," Logan said.

XXX

As they pulled into the driveway, Rogue, Hank, Bobby, Kitty, and Peter met them. "Where's the Professor?" Rogue asked.

Storm looked down as she tried to compose herself. "The Professor... is gone."

The kids looked at each other. "How?" Hank asked.

Storm hesitated, then answered. "Jean."

They all gasped. Storm made her way to her room sedately. When she reached it, she managed to reach her window before her emotions became too strong to hold back, and the rains came down.





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