Okay, around the month of May, I told the people who read Adamantium is Genetic? that I was preparing to write a One-Shot about Logan and Jean, revolving aroung his lost memories, based on what happened in X-Men Origins: Wolverine. I had no idea it would take this long. And guess what? It's not a one-shot. I'll be adding to it from time to time, and it'll probably be 3 or 4 chapters in total. If it sucks, I guess you can blame me, but I didn't think it was that great. It's hard to write X-Men stories. (For me, anyway.) Plus, I just started school and all that...plus hockey, and that doesn't give me much time to write. But I'll do what I can.

In Memoriam
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"You're not an animal, Logan."

"Adamantium."

"He will heal."

"Jimmy!"

"-Memories won't."

"Your country needs you!"

"What do you want them to say?"

"…Wolverine."

"Stryker!"

"It was real for me."

"Do you know her?"

"No."

Logan shot up out of bed. His brown eyes scanned the room. He ran his fingers through his messy dark hair and sighed.

"Jesus," he muttered. Looking beside him, he saw Jean Grey, the love of his life, sleeping peacefully. Logan smiled softly and stroked her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked at him, thoroughly confused.

"Logan?" she asked. "What's wrong?"

"Nothin'," he answered. "Just thinkin'." She smiled sadly.

"I thought you would know better than to lie to be by now," Jean noted softly. Logan stood up and moved towards the window. She sighed quietly and followed him, lightly placing a hand on his shoulder. Responding to her touch, his hand reached up and grasped hers. "What's bothering you, Logan?" He sighed heavily and put his arms around her. As she laid her head on his chest, she asked, "Was it another nightmare?"

"Jeannie…" he started. She shifted her position and looked into his eyes.

"You don't have to hide anything from me," she whispered, stroking his hair. "I thought we agreed to be honest with eachother."

"I know, Red," he said softly. "It's just…it's just a dream. It doesn't matter."

"If it doesn't matter, then why are you so bothered by it?" Jean argued. She released herself from Logan's arms as he silently turned away from her.

"I've been having scenes…flashes…from my past," he said hesitantly. Jean bit her lip.

"Well, that's good, isn't it?" she asked. "Isn't that what you wanted?"

"I thought it was," he responded quietly.

"And now?" she prodded.

"Now I'm not sure," Logan admitted. "Maybe I don't want things to change." Jean's eyes slightly widened.

"Do you think that your past will change my feelings for you?" she asked disbelievingly. "Logan-"

"Jean…you don't understand," he said roughly. She slightly recoiled and he winced. "Sorry."

"What don't I understand?"

"I may not remember everything, but there are some moments…" Logan trailed off, and it was a full moment before Jean realized that he was crying. And she suddenly understood.

"There are moments…that are truly horrifying," she finished for him. He turned around and gave her an intense gaze.

"Yes," he said hoarsely. A traitorous tear slipped down Jean's cheek. She swallowed and he gathered her into his arms.

"Oh, Logan…" she said softly. "I'm so sorry…"

"Me too, Red," he mumbled into her hair. "Me too."

More than you will ever know.

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"So what am I supposed to do about this?" Logan asked Professor Charles Xavier. Xavier sighed.

"I've told you before, Logan, the mind is not simply a box that can be unlocked and opened. I cannot help you," he said. Logan frowned.

"If you can't help me…" he started. Who can? Xavier smiled.

"It just so happens…I know someone who can," he said with a knowing smile. The door opened, and none other than Jean Grey walked into the room. Logan turned around, confused.

"Jean?" he asked. "What're you-" He looked at the professor, and realization dawned.

"Jean has offered to help you control the nightmares and flashes," Xavier said. "Her telepathy is strong, able to connect to your mind for a long period of time. If we are fortunate, she will help you piece together what you've lost." Jean's hand swept over Logan's, and he grasped it tightly. Xavier smiled.

This will work. Yes, this will work well indeed.

The door squeaked open again, and Scott Summers walked in. He raised his eyebrows at Jean and Logan.

"I've been getting some of my memories back," Logan said dismissively. Scott frowned.

"Oh yeah?" he asked.

"Yeah," Logan challenged.

"Maybe you have an old girlfriend that wants you, and I can have mine back," he joked.

Scott had been engaged to Jean when Logan had first come into their lives. A few years after that incident, Jean and Scott had an argument, and Logan had happened to be walking by. Seeing her crying, he immediately wrapped her up in his arms, ignoring any protests that she had.

Jean learned soon that Logan was as kind and compassionate as he was rough and sarcastic. She and Scott split up, though remaining friends, and she grew closer to Logan. He and Scott reluctantly became friends, though Logan still threw an insult his way once in a while.

Logan snorted. "In your dreams, Boy Scout," he answered, glaring at the other man.

"Well, now that we know where your loyalties lie," Scott said sarcastically. "What're you doing about it?" Logan raised his eyebrows.

"I was thinking about going to bed early," he said devilishly, giving Jean his most charming smile. Her face flushed with embarrassment.

"I meant about your memories," Scott said, clearly not amused. Jean and Logan's sleeping habits didn't interest him, and it certainly didn't impress him.

"Actually, Scott," Xavier said, "You may be of some assistance." Scott frowned.

"How?" he asked. The professor smiled, and looked from Logan and Jean to Scott.

"It will be revealed in time," he answered simply.

Oh, yes…everything will be revealed in time.

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Was it good? I'll take any ideas you have, because I'm fresh out. I have no idea on how to continue it, though I want to. If you think it should stay a one-shot, I think that's a good idea. PLEASE tell me!

As you can probably tell, this isn't related to Adamantium is Genetic?. Michael won't be in this story, so if you're looking for him to appear, he won't. This is just a general Jean/Logan fic.

Thanks for reading. I'll update as soon as I can.

Jason