Thanks to:

Telepathic Angel – I didn't get your review until I posted the last chapter! Sorry. You're right about the fast updates, but because this is the last chapter there will be no more – well, not on this story anyway ::cackles madly::

LadyEvils – If a bloke is messing you about tell his mum – a lesson I've learned from men who thought they could get the better of me. But they all fear mummy! Evan deserves a little lurve – but only a little.

TheDreamerLady – Weirdly, it's not Scott getting the therapy in the epilogue! Although it should be…

Randomnity – Disintegration tends to happen when the stolen clothes are off a very old mummy…make the skeleton send me a postcard!

Spyder616 – Grounding me for something an alternate version of me had done is something my mum would do ::sobs:: I thought it might be nice for Scott to get some one else's powers in one universe and for some reason Evan's just appealed.

Disclaimer:

Author Note: This is the final chapter of the story. I'd like to thank everyone who read it, especially those of who reviewed. If you'd like to check out some of my other fics I currently have two in progress, a humour called 'Viva Lost Wages' and a serious fic called 'And I feel Fine'. Aside from those there are five completed stories on fanfic, a humour, two romances and two action/adventure. Feel free to take a look!

Also, apologies to anyone who may have reviewed but not gotten a mention. Fanfic isn't sending me any reviews at the moment.

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Scott sat bolt upright, determined to get the worst out of the way as soon as possible so he could get on with finding Forge and jumping to another dimension. It was getting a little tedious.

The room was the one he had always had in the mansion in his own universe, but that didn't make him feel any better. He'd woken up in it in a bunch of other dimensions too. He was also wearing pyjamas but that wasn't totally new. He woke up like that in one of the other worlds, just before being jumped by Jubilee.

A glance around told him that there was no one else in the room so Scott got out of bed and dressed quickly, before the other shoe could drop. Rather than hang about the mansion longer than he had to, he decided to hurry straight over to Forge's and find out what the deal was in this place.

As he snuck down the stairs, a telepathic voice spoke in his head – the Professor. Scott, could you come to the community room please?

Scott winced as he remembered his last glimpse of the Professor – tied up and slick with oil in bed with Pyro. But there was little choice in the matter; he had to go to the Community Room to find out what was going on. He could always make his escape when his actions weren't being psychically monitored.

When he walked into the Community Room, he was surprised to see not only the X-Men but also the Brotherhood, Evan and Forge. Everyone turned and glared at him.

Scott looked around uneasily. "What?"

"Is that him Chuck?" Logan popped his claws and gave Scott a smile. Well, the corners of his mouth turned up and he showed his teeth.

"That's the Scott originally from our dimension," replied the Professor.

"You mean…this is where I'm supposed to be?" Scott didn't believe it for a moment. He crossed the room and grabbed Forge by the front of his shirt. "Who's my girlfriend? Who's Jean dating? What are my powers? Whaaaaat?"

"Uh, Jean's your girlfriend, she's dating you and your powers are optic blasts." Forge disentangled himself from Scott's grip and sat back down. "You know, going to another dimension for a girlfriend check was your idea."

"I'm home?" Scott whirled around, spied Jean in a chair and threw himself at her feet. "I'm sorry about the iron! I'll go buy you something else! There's no place like home, there's no place like home…"

"Get off me!" Jean looked seriously annoyed, even more so than when she'd got the iron in the first place. "You have some serious explaining to do. You went to another dimension to see if you could get a better date?"

"It wasn't like that! It was all Forge's fault – he got me drunk!"

"You owe us all an explanation," said Rogue irritably. "One moment you're nowhere to be found, the next you come into my room and say something disgusting that I'm not gonna repeat – let's just say it involved Leech, a video camera and a gimp mask – then you vanish into thin air!"

"And then," continued Lance, who looked more amused than angry. "You show up at our place and stick your tongue down Pietro's throat!"

The Brotherhood all went into hysterics, save for Quicksilver and the Scarlet Witch.

"And no sooner have you run from my barrage of hair gel, still shouting your love for me – thanks for that Summers, now all the neighbours think I'm gay – you reappear in a flash of blue light and grope my sister!" Pietro leant back and folded his arms. "It's lucky Toad managed to slime you before you needed to be surgically removed from her throat!"

"It's lucky I was at the keyhole because Wanda was too stunned to hex you!" Toad gazed in adoration at Wanda as she flushed, trying to ignore the curious looks of the X-Men.

"And then you arrived back here in a flash of blue light again," said Jean. "You proceeded to go through my wardrobe, put on my favourite skirt and ruin my expensive blouse with your stupid attractive muscular torso and pranced around the house shouting, "I've grown testicles! I'm really gonna enjoy this!"

"Oh god." Scott covered his face as Bobby pulled out some Polaroid's and a digital camera.

"And then you vanish again," said Jubilee. "And reappear a few minutes later, grab my butt and give it a squeeze, see Logan and run away screaming that you never touched me!"

"I was giving chase when you disappeared into thin air," said Logan.

"And then you reappeared in our house and attacked me!" Toad looked horrified by the memory as the others sniggered. "You said I'd promised to have a shower. That's just cruel."

"We chased you out again and decided to come here and tell you to stop propositioning us," said Lance. "But when we arrived, you were telling Kurt you were going to ditch Todd because we were all psycho and he needed to finish with Jean."

An injured looking Kurt nodded. "Ja, I went to ask Jean if I had amnesia and she hit me over the head with an iron!"

"And then you vanished again," said Lance. "We began to wonder if something was wrong, so we came in and spoke to Jean…"

"And then you came running down the stairs yelling about how no one understands you and just because you're dating X-23 doesn't mean your gay." Jean gave Scott a very suspicious look. "And then you vanished. Again."

"You reappeared at my house," said Forge. "I thought it was you coming back from your alternate universe until you shoved your tongue down my throat and your hands down my pants."

"It took me four hours to calm him down," said the Professor.

"And then," said Bobby, sniggering. "You turned up back here where we're having a training session with Logan, put your hand on his ass and ask if he's looking forward to your romantic weekend away!"

Scott glanced over at Logan in horror. Logan growled and popped his claws.

"We managed to restrain him before he did too much damage," said Sam.

"And we managed to free him so he could do some more damage," said Lance with a smirk.

"But then you vanished again," said Pietro sadly. "And I was about to win twenty dollars for your being disembowelled."

"So then Logan came to me," said the Professor calmly. "I'll spare you the details of what he had planned for you. When you entered the room I had to use my mental powers to stop him stabbing you. However, when you told me you thought you'd left me in your room covered in oil with Pyro I had to release my mental hold on him."

"I never knew you could run that fast," growled Logan.

"And then you vanished from the woods and reappeared back at the mansion," said the Professor. "You were quite surprised to see me. You said I'd gone to live in a place called Genosha with Magneto and Jean was dead and you were co-headmaster of the school with a young lady we've never heard of. Then you vanished again. At this point we realised the Brotherhood might be right about something being wrong."

"Our theory was confirmed when you wandered into the kitchen and began looking for a snack." Storm glanced at Scott sternly, but there was a smile pulling at her lips. "You said that Logan had given you some 'killer weed' and now you had the munchies. And wasn't I in the middle of a gang-bang with Hank, Pietro, Forge, Tabby and Kitty?"

"I said that?" Scott knew he wouldn't be able to look any of them in the eye again.

"And then you said the others might be hungry too and would they like some butter? And when I asked who 'they' were, you told me…"

"Stop!" Scott remembered who 'they' were well enough. "I can explain everything – except maybe the butter, I've no idea what that was about."

"And then you vanished," finished Storm.

"And then you reappeared in my room," said Kitty, looking cross. "You told me you could sneak away easily because 'that asshole Lance' could never catch you."

"You came creeping down the stairs," continued Lance with a scowl. "Saw me in here, yelled that I could never stop you and Kitty from seeing each other and ran away like a scared little girl!"

"And then you came back to the mansion," said Jean angrily. "Commented on my disguise and said you preferred me blue and homicidal any day!"

"About that," said Scott nervously. "Are you really Jean?"

Jean narrowed her eyes and a vase lifted from a table and smashed over Scott's head. "OUCH! Alright, I was only asking!"

"You were out cold from the iron – it's a bit the worse for wear since I hit you and Kurt over the head with it – when you suddenly vanished." Jean leaned back in her seat. "And that wasn't even the worst part."

"The worst part was when you suddenly walked down the stairs and started yelling about how you couldn't produce spikes any more," said Rogue. "Then you took off your shades and started blasting holes in things. Have you seen what you've done to my bedroom door?"

"Then you ran into the sewers, scared the crap out of us and vanished into thin air." Evan glared out from the corner. "You said I'd stolen your powers and tried to de-spike me! Then you showed me your cock and said I'd stolen it!"

"Oh god." Scott blushed.

"I don't know why Jean stays with you to be honest…"

"Shut up Evan!"

"Forge told me all about your little experiment with the trans-dimensional device," said Jean. "How dare you go gallivanting off to another universe just to date other people!"

"I've learned my lesson!" Scott threw himself at her feet again, wrapping his arms around her ankles. "I've been to all the different universes out there and I know the best place to be is here and the best time to be is now!"

"Are you sure this isn't hippy Scott?" asked Lance. "Because that's a line from Bill and Ted."

"I mean it!" Scott gazed up at Jean with a puppy dog expression. "I've realised that I can never be happier than I am right here! I'll make up for the iron, I'll buy you a big gold ring if I can find one on Ebay – " He caught the expression on Jean's face. "- Forget Ebay, I'll buy you a nice new one, a relatively inexpensive – fine, an expensive one!"

"It had better be expensive!" Jean tried to keep her expression stern. "Because after the whole iron for Christmas thing and then heading off into alternate universes to screw around with other people, you need to do a ton of grovelling!"

"Not to mention all the extra training room sessions you've got," added Logan.

"And the therapy you owe me," said Forge.

"And the hair gel you owe me," finished Pietro.

"So everything's back to normal," said Kitty happily. "Hey Lance, want to go back to your place and make out?"

"I'm there!" Lance followed Kitty out of the door.

"I need to go see Amanda," said Kurt, teleporting away.

"We have to go and do New Recruit things," said Amara as the New Recruits left.

"Thank God," said Scott fervently. "This really is my universe. Everything's just the way it should be."

"I knew one of my alternates would get it right in the end," said Forge as he stood up. "Ready to go home darling? I'll give you a nice massage!"

"Sure," replied Fred, pulling himself to his feet and planting a lip lock on Forge.

A vein in Scott's forehead began to bulge.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"