my Guess of Jean's Pov

Scott and Jean woke up together and then enjoyed breakfast together as they did every morning Yet right now she was going through the motions she was still thinking about the new student David and the kiss she had she loved her husband but she felt a huge sense of guilt. Her husband seemed to notice but she quickly laughed it off telling him she was fine leading to a long discussion between the two about the nature of Dean's abilities and how he would live in the future. Both agreed that he had behaved impeccably so far, but they would disagree less about his powers. Scott felt that he would have a better life with a fully functioning damper while Jean didn't want to hear about this. She was convinced that Dean could handle his powers responsibly. Even though Scott could not or did not want to contradict her, the two had different opinions. Finally, Jean sat on his lap and kissed him gently.

"Are you jealous because I'm spending time with him?" Jean asked gently and smiled at her husband.

"Of course, not darling," Scott said honestly and kissed his beautiful wife. "I know how much the children mean to you and how important it is that they have it better than we did then." He smiled, and Jean raised an eyebrow.

"Child? Do you really think Dean is a child? He is ..." she said in amazement and Scott interrupted her gently.

"I didn't mean it that way, darling. I meant that they are students just like we were. Now we... are the teachers and we can show the professor what we have learned. Jean. You've always taken great care of them and now, for the first time, you have a student of your own." he smiled gently and put his hands on her hip.

"Do you... think I'm doing it right?" she asked insecurely and got a kiss from Scott.

"The boy seems to adore you and I can't think of anyone who would take better care of him." He smiled gently and confidently but Jean didn't seem so sure. "Jean. Why do you suddenly doubt yourself?"

"I don't know. I just doubt everything right now. Dean has a strange effect on me."

" Strange effect? Do you think he can influence you after all?" he immediately asked worried, but Jean waved away.

"No, that's not what I mean... I'm just... thinking. If I am really the right one to educate him... if the professor might not be better suited." She said uncertainly, and Scott smiled.

"Honey... Trust me. You're exactly the right teacher for him! Maybe we should invite him over again? For dinner? Then you could get to know him a bit better?" he asked and had the insane idea that the two of them would kiss again. For some reason, he was excited to think that his wife and Dean were kissing while he watched... or if they were doing it behind his back?

Jean clearly felt his growing excitement and gave him a long and tender kiss. She wrapped his arms around him during the kiss and hugged him gently as she snuggled up to him. But as they kissed longer and longer she suddenly pictured Dean which caused her to freak out and quickly break away and headed to class she manages to get through the lecture fine about Mutant powers and their practice in physics no problem that night she meets with Emma Frost

"Your student is quite eager Jean," Emma said as she looked out the window where Dean was sitting by the tree.

"He has great potential," Jean admitted and crossed her arms. She still did not like Emma, but sometimes it was imperative to talk to her. "May I ask what interests you about him?" she asked bitingly, and Emma just smiled.

"From his abilities, he reminds me very much of Purple Man or the Mind Master. Both have abilities like his and yet he is different from both.

"That's because of his limiter in his head. Hank suspects that he would be much more powerful without it." Jean answered and put one hand on the window when she looked at Dean. Her eyes hung thoughtfully on him and her face was blank.

"I don't mean that Jean and you know it. A truly powerful mutant is made up of its abilities and how to handle them. I must know. I really suck at this sort of thing, but he fits in well at school here. He has that certain something that is not defined by his abilities. Dean is someone you should keep an eye on."

"Touch him and you'll get to know me!" Jean growled much more angrily than she had intended and received an astonished look from Emma. She knew immediately that she had said too much.

"Don't worry, Jean. I only want his best. No more ... and no less ..." she said with a grin and walked away. Jean, however, stopped and watched the young man by the tree for a while longer and sighed heavily.

"Yes, Dean... you have that certain something though..."