The letter turns his heart upside down. While it's good to hear from the old faces, remember his family--"Marius has died"—he's surprised to realize he doesn't want to go back. He has his own family now: Rogue, Liv, Becca, the X-Men.

He's bonded to them through blood, hardship, and the one thing he never had with anyone else before: trust.

It seems odd to him to toss this long-wanted letter casually onto his desk, stretch out on the bed beside his wife, and study her sleeping face. He brushes gloved fingers across her cheek.

She's all he needs.

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