Jubilee had been sick for many days now. It was like her body was not responding to the medicine. And each night she had fevered dreams. She was stuck alone in the Med-Lab. And tonight was not any different from any other night. The dreams started again.
JUBILEE'S DREAM
Jubilee was running down a strange hall with many doors.
REALITY
Jubilee twisted in her sleep.
JUBILEE'S DREAM
Jubilee tripped as she had done so before.
REALITY
Jubilee moaned clutching the corner of her pillow.
JUBILEE'S DREAM
Then the ghoulish demon head came towards her; mouth open. And swallowed her up.
REALITY
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Jubilee screamed.
Beast bounced into the Med-Lab, still in his jammies.
"Jubilee, are you all right?" Beast asked in a concerned manner.
Jubilee was gasping for breath, a hand on her forehead.
"I'll be all right, Beast, can I just get a hug?" Jubilee asked with her eyes wide and frightened, her brow sweaty and fevered.
"Um..." Beast hummed and hawed.
"Please, just one little hug, I won't even mention that crush you have on a certain, cute redhead." Jubilee pleaded as she blackmailed the oversized cookie monster.
Young Hank just stared at her, as he processed this new information. 'Just how much does she know?'
"Sure, J!" Beast said as he complied awkwardly, and gave her a big, blue, furry hug.
Jubilee returned the hug, an evil sneer on her face as she rested her head on Beast's body; she gripped the knife that she had hidden, and plunged it into Beast's back.
"AH!" Beast started to scream, but Jubilee quickly put her hand on Beast's mouth, and sneered at him, with her eyes glowing a very icy blue.
-----
Jubilee woke up in shock. Gasping for air, she looked around. She didn't see Beast's body; there was no knife and no blood.
"Just a dream, J. Snap out of it. It's not like I haven't this kind of dream before."
She put her hand to her fevered brow and wiped the sweat away. She calmed down and lay back down. As soon as she was asleep, an evil smile worked across her lips.
Sparrow
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Kitty hit the ground hard, followed by Rogue.
"Thanks for the sparrin' match, guys."
"Uhh...no problem, Jubes."
"It was our pleasure."
Rogue turned to Kitty. "Ah've seen Logan use those moves, but he never showed me how ta do 'em."
"I know, and he never showed Jubes or me either."
-----
It took some intensive telepathic therapy sessions but Victor Creed had all his memories restored. Combined with the positive influence of being the new surrogate father of Blink, they had brought back the man who had once been Logan's best friend. The two had begun working to make sure Project: Weapon X was done for and finding Silver Fox. They'd been out of the loop for a while, but thanks to friends, they'd managed to make do.
"What d'ya think of that guy Neena's hanging around?"
"Pain in the ass, runt. 'Specially since I can't figure him out. He ain't a cyborg, those parts don't smell enough like metal, an' if that ain't part of a mutant power how the hell did he get a metal arm."
"My thoughts exactly. I think I'm gonna let him know how I feel 'bout people keepin' secrets."
Tyger Tiger stood in the doorway blocking his path. "Logan, Neena has known Nathan most of the time you were gone. He doesn't keep secrets from HER and she isn't the little girl trying to make do in the business anymore. You've got plenty of girls you can treat like daughters, so don't start anything."
"I know at least one a those girls is lot more than a daughter to him," Creed chuckled.
"Shut it, Vic. You eavedropping, Tyger, or do ya have somethin' ta say."
"The school is on the phone. There's something wrong with Jubilee. Something about fighting in ways she never learned, and the telepaths can't enter her mind anymore."
"I better talk to 'em."
"If we need ta get there quick, Clarice knows where we are, just tell her ta come pick us up."
Jason Barnett
**********
The girl named Jubilee looked at herself in the mirror, clean and refreshed from her after-workout shower. Ogun was pleased. The body was young and strong. It would last him many years and win him many victories.
Her will had been strong, but the head injury she'd sustained six-months ago had allowed him to gain a foothold in her mind, and the fever she'd just recovered from had allowed him to push her core personality into the background.
He was in control now, and he had been a studious observer. He could copy the mannerisms of the girl; her speech and inflections flowed easily from his mouth. The mental barriers that had kept him hidden from detection for two years were now keeping the telepaths away from his thoughts.
The only person who could possibly defeat him was Logan-san. He had used his samurai techniques in the sparring match with Kitty and Rogue as a way to alert Jubilee's teachers to a problem and to draw Logan back to the school.
Once Logan was here, Ogun would kill him in his sleep, perhaps poisoning him first. He would not make the mistake of so many warriors before him and leave Logan with any means to recover. He would not be satisfied until he held the man's heart in his hands. It was not the samurai way, to kill with cowardice, but Logan was more animal than man and would not die any other way.
Perhaps he would allow Jubilee's personality a glimpse of the bloodshed. Surely that would kill her spirit even more and allow him to push her out of the body completely.
Khaki
**********
Months prior.
"Silver Fox, the mission you were brought from exceeded even your authority. Not only did the Contessa LMD cause only superficial damage to S.H.I.E.L.D. operations, but our computer systems were massively damaged. You are a high-ranking member, but Hydra is not yours. Your vendettas are not the reason for our existence."
-----
Now
Silver Fox watched her troops perform flawlessly. She had been busted down to a single squadron leader, but months of intensive training had left them the best in Hydra... and loyal only to her. She had a way of winning confidence.
There was an offshoot of Hydra located in Madripoor led by a woman named Viper. She planned on allying her group with Viper's, taking Madripoor, then dealing with Logan.
-----
"Colonel Fury, Professor Xavier for you."
"What d'ya need, Chuck?"
"I fear that project X-Factor may need to be delayed."
"That ain't somethin' I wanna hear. What's wrong?"
"Jubilee..."
"The girl who's supposed to be number two in the group after Maverick?"
"That is her. She has been showing extremely bizarre and unexplainable behavior as of late, and I haven't been able to read her mind to determine the potential problem."
"Why not?"
"Because I cannot."
"She was on one a those Hydra copters wasn't she? They replaced Val with an LMD an' we still ain't found her."
Jason Barnett
**********
"I shouldn't be gone too long. You'll let me know if you get any leads on Silver Fox?" Logan had attached his pack to his motorcycle and was ready to go.
"Yeah. You sure you don't want Clarice ta just blink ya there?"
"No reason to wear out the kid. It's not an emergency. Plus, I'll enjoy the ride. See ya in a couple of weeks."
-----
"Jean, Colonel Fury has just given me a possible explanation for Jubilee's strange behavior."
"Yes."
"One of his people was replaced by a LMD a few months ago, an android with an organic body. He said it was almost indistinguishable from the real person. Since Hydra was responsible for the switch in that case, and since Jubilee was captured by Hydra before these changes started to occur, do you think it likely..."
"That's she's been replaced by a robot? Charles, really, it sounds like so much science fiction."
"Yes, but can you think of any other reason for her unexplained behavior?"
"It'll be easy to determine whether you're right or not. I'll just call her down for a physical."
-----
Ogun would be relieved once he could leave this place and resume his work in Japan. This Jubilee's life included an inordinate amount of frivolous activities. He couldn't train or do katas all day as it would arouse suspicion. Instead he was forced to play video games, watch T.V., do homework, and just "hang with the girls."
He would have left already if it hadn't been for Logan. He could track Jubilee anywhere her body went. No, it would be better to stay and take Logan unawares. Still, Logan had better show up soon. Rogue was threatening him with a fashion makeover, and he could only say "no" so many times.
Khaki
**********
You're coming with us, Sugar." Rogue and Kitty came into the rec room to drag Jubilee out. They had been asked to keep an eye on her while Dr. Grey set up for the phyical.
"I'm not taking no for an answer, either. I made appointments at Sasha's for all of us, a girls' afternoon out. We'll make it just in time if we leave now." Rogue said grabbing her arm. What better way to keep an eye on Jubilee than at the mall?
Ogun fumed. Logan would pay dearly for this treatment. He began thinking of various forms of torture he could inflict on a man with a healing factor.
In the background a newsbreak came on the TV.
"We are interrupting your regularly scheduled program for the following story." A blond news woman came on the air. Behind her was the smoking remains of what was left of a city block. "We are live at the World Trade Center here in New York where just minute ago an explosion occured. It was possibly a bomb. The rescue workers are here now. At this time no word on any injuries or deaths..." The report went on in an empty room.
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"Sir, we've got a photo image of the bomber."
Nick Fury turned his chair to the officer that had spoken. They were in the new temporary S.H.E.I.L.D. headquarters, an office tower in New York City. From the outside, it looked like any other office building. Inside, it was business as usual for S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel, while a new helicarrier was being designed and built. The time table put its completion date in about one year's time. In the meantime, they were using a network of ground offices.
"Put it up on the screen."
The room went quiet. "Val" He said.
Lurker
**********
Ogun would never admit it, but he was actually enjoying his facial. The scents calmed his nerves, and the massage helped his tense muscles to relax. He began to mentally chant one of his favorite meditation rhythms and lost himself completely in the sensations. It was a perfect way to center himself, since it calmed the Jubilee personality, as well.
He should not have fought this outing. It had aroused suspicions, and the day was turning out rather well. He had received a manicure, and after this facial, the final item on his list was something called a leg wax. If it was as pleasant as the other two treatments, he would have to come back and do this again.
-----
"Dum Dum, is there any way to determine where she went? Do we have any shots of vehicles, any leads we can use?"
"No, Nick. From what we can tell, she walked in and walked out. We even checked local ATM cameras, but the only shots we have of Val are on foot. No vehicles, no license plates. We don't even know if it was Val."
"Why would Hydra want to blow up the World Trade Center?" Nick said, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"They couldn't have been trying to destroy the building. It wasn't that big of a bomb. Minimal structural damage. No fatalities."
"What offices were in the vicinity of the bomb. What could they have been after?"
-----
Rogue was enjoying her manicure. It was one of the few treatments she could get at the salon because the manicurist wore gloves. She'd already gotten a pedicure, and this would be the last treatment of the day before they returned Jubes to the mansion.
Jubes had been acting like she didn't want to go to the mall, and that, more than anything, had alarmed Rogue and Kitty. Jubilee would drag herself on a mall trip even if she was dying of leprosy, just in case fingerless gloves were on sale. If the mall was on fire, Jubilee would still go and just hang in the "less smoky" stores. Rogue was certain that there was no force on earth that could keep Jubes away if someone at the mansion was going to the mall. That's why she had been stunned speechless when she'd asked Jubes earlier in the week to join her for one of those free makeovers, only to be rejected. She and Kitty had to practically drag Jubes for this afternoon of beauty. It felt wrong.
Of course, ever since they'd arrived, Jubes had been her old self, revelling in the attentions of Sasha's employees. She was in the back now, starting her waxing...
"OWWWWWW!" A scream from an angry Jubilee filled the air and the girl came running out of the back room, clothing askew.
"We're going. Now." was all Rogue heard as Jubilee stormed past her and out of the salon.
Rogue turned to an equally baffled Kitty.
"You get her," Kitty said. "I'll pay."
Khaki
**********
Ogun had lived a very long time. However, like most men, he knew that he didn't understand women. 'If they subject themselves to things like that it is no wonder they are so often moody. However, it doesn't explain why they would do it. However, given the amount of body hair Logan possesses, it does give me a very entertaining idea.'
Jason Barnett
**********
They had just finished putting their bags in the car when Kitty climbed in.
"Gee, Jubes, what's your damage? You'd have thought you were getting a full Brazilian bikini wax with the way you were screaming."
"I did not scream," Ogun said with as much diginity as he could muster. In Jubilee's body it came off more as a pout.
-----
"Nick, here's the list of offices nearest the center of the bombing." Dum Dum handed Nick Fury three files. "Frost Enterprises, a firm called Landau, Luckman & Lake and Stark Enterprises."
Lurker
**********
"Hi, Jubilee, Rogue, Kitty."
"Hi, Beast. What's up?"
"Uh, Jubes, Dr. Grey wanted to see you down in the Med Lab. You know, as a check-up to see if you've fully recovered."
"I feel fine."
"She was insistent."
Jubilee let out a long sigh, allowing everyone to know just how necessary she felt this check-up was, then followed Beast out of the room.
-----
"Well, Jubilee, that's about it. You may go now."
"So, I'm gonna live, Doc?"
"Absolutely. You're in perfect health."
As she watched Jubilee leave, Jean reviewed the results of her tests for the third time. Blood tests... X-rays... they showed nothing. The CAT scan had showed a little more activity than was expected, but her new psychic shields could easily account for it. Jubilee was absolutely normal and perfectly healthy.
The tests had lasted well through dinner and Jean supposed she should probably just go to bed, but the lack of any progress on the Jubilee matter was disturbing. She decided to run the blood tests one more time, just to be sure.
-----
Logan was worried. He hadn't said as much to Sabretooth, but if Jubilee was doing the things that Rogue had described something must really be wrong. He hadn't stopped, except for gas, since he'd left, and he was finally pulling up to the mansion at around 10 p.m. local time.
Leaving his bike next to One-Eye's in the garage, he entered the house and almost ran into the girl he was looking for. "Hey, Kid."
"Hey, Logan." Jubilee replied, heading towards the stairs. "What're you doing back?"
She was trying to keep her voice neutral, but from her scent and the way she stood, Logan could tell she knew why he was back. It was almost as if she'd been waiting for him.
"Heard you've been showing off in training, Kid. Thought I'd get a crack at you."
"Yeah, well, maybe tomorrow. Night, Logan."
As he watched her go, Logan was stumped. Her smell was Jubilee, he was certain, but her behavior was odd. He'd purposefully called her 'kid', something Jubilee normally wouldn't tolerate, and she hadn't seemed to notice. Also, she called him Logan. She hadn't called him Logan since they first met. It's always been Wolvie or some other twist on his codename. What was going on?
-----
Ogun smiled. Logan was back. He would make Logan's death exquisite and then be able to return to Japan.
Khaki
**********
Logan went to look for Xavier. Something was beyond wrong with Jubes. That was her body all right, but that was not *her* in there. He knew he couldn't really explain exactly how he knew that. Only that he did.
He just hoped the Professor took him at his word.
Evil Cordy
**********
As Logan walked down the hall, he noticed some faint spices.
'The Cajun. He'll help me out,' Logan thought.
Believe it or not, these two had come to a understanding about Jubilee.
"'allo, Logan. What brings vous back to the mansion?" Remy asked, as he lit a cigarette.
"Hey, kid! Don't you know smoking will kill ya one day." Logan said as his nostrils flared at the scent.
"Many t'ings that could kill me, Logan. As I asked before, what brings vous to the mansion?" Gambit asked once again as he snubbed out the cigarette.
"Jubilee. Wheels and Jeannie said she was acting strange."
"Ah, you noticed that too." Gambit replied, but anything else was replaced by Logan grabbing his coat and slamming him against the wall.
"What the hell do you know about that?" Logan asked as his eyes went bright.
"Many t'ings, Logan. I called her petite the ot'er day and she did not get mad at moi." Gambit said as he was slowly let down.
"Yeah, I called her 'kid' in the garage and she did not say one blasted thing about it. Something's wrong Gumbo and I don't like the smell of it." Logan said as began to pace back and forth.
"So we go to de professor. Allez vous." Gambit said as he made the sweeping motion with his arm.
And they both made their way to the professor's office. Neither one of them noticed that Ogun/Jubilee was behind the wall, she being downwind of Logan and out of range of Gambit's proximity sense.
'Damn that Gaijin!! Damn them both!!' Ogun/Jubilee fummed. But inside Ogun/Jubilee's mind a lone figure shackled to the wall smiled the first smile in a long time.
Sparrow
**********
"I agree that there is something wrong with Jubilee. However, after Jean's tests, we do know that she is Jubilee. I'm sure she will confide her problems in at least one of us when she is ready. For now, it's late. I suggest we resume this discussion in the morning."
The professor had effectively dismissed Logan and Remy for the night. They weren't happy about it, but he was right. Nothing would probably change between now and the morning.
-----
Logan was asleep. Ogun had been waiting in the hall for hours until he was certain. The man's senses would have alerted him to Jubilee's presence if Ogun had tried anything earlier, but now, unconscious, Logan was vulnerable.
Hefting the katana in his right hand, feeling the comfortable weight and balance of the weapon, Ogun approached the bedside of the man who had once been his student.
He could feel the Jubilee personality fighting within their combined mind. Thrashing at her bonds, trying to stop him from what he must do. The first strike was important.
Lining up a blow through the heart, Ogun positioned the sword, ready to thrust. It wouldn't kill Logan instantly, like it would any other man, but it would injure him enough to be easily disposed of.
A split-second before he struck, Logan's eyes snapped open. It was too late, though, as the blade plunged between the metal ribs and into his chest.
Khaki
**********
Logan brought his claws out and slashed off the blade leaving the possessed Jubilee holding the worthless weapon. He rolled off the bed and stood.
"How... your healing factor isn't that great! You cannot heal with the blade through your chest."
"Heh... cough... can't bleed out with it still in there either."
Jason Barnett
**********
"Who are you? What's happened to Jubilee?"
"Logan-san, you weren't always so naive. Is this what time has reduced you to?" Jubilee flung the sword hilt away and sprang away from the claws and into a perfect samurai attack stance. "Come, let us dance like we used to."
As Logan rose from the bed, Jubilee attacked. The blows rained down on him as he blocked and ducked her attacks. She was too good, and the sword still in his chest was making him slow. The blood flowed out around the metal that was embedded so close to his heart he could feel it vibrate with every beat.
As his vision began to blur around the edges, and his movements became more sluggish, he realized that the sword had been tainted and poison was flowing through his body, propelled by his every movement. He fell to his knees, still blocking the attacks with his arms, although more kicks were getting through.
"Logan-san, is it so hard to recognize your old master?"
Logan knew only one man that could fight like this, but... "Ogun is dead. I killed him. You saw it, Jubes."
"No, I am Ogun. I have many faces and many names. I have lived centuries before you, and I will live well beyond you. I must thank you for finding me this new body, Logan. It is young and strong. I will rule with it for many years to come."
"Nooooo!" As weak as he was, his shout echoed the halls of the mansion, waking the occupants.
-----
A red optical blast splintered Logan's door and Cyclops, Jean, Storm, and Rogue ran in to see Jubilee holding Logan's hair in one hand, a shortened sword in the other. She was cutting into the meat of his throat when she froze. Jean's shaking, outstretched hand holding her captive.
"Jubilee..." Cyke said, stunned at the image of his student killing one of her best friends.
Jubilee's eyes focused on Jean, pushing in to her essence. Jean gasped at the mental assault and stumbled back as Jubilee, now free of the psychic hold, dropped Logan's body and jumped through the open window, fleeing the campus.
Rogue ran to Logan's body as her teachers stood stunned. "Jean, help me."
Jean took in the injuries, the gash in his throat, the traumatic wound caused by a blade still held in his chest. Feeling for a pulse, she let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding. "His pulse is erratic, but it's still there. Help me get him to the med lab."
Khaki
**********
Rogue quietly entered the Med Lab. Jean and Beast were working feverishly over microscopes and machines, while Logan lay in the middle of the room, IVs and tubes attached to him everywhere.
"How is he, Jean?"
"Rogue... he's not good. There's some kind of poison in his system that's slowing his healing factor. We're trying to come up with an antidote now. With his kind of chest injuries, normally I'd use a sternal saw, crack the ribs, and repair the damage. With his adamantium skeleton, I can't get access to the injuries. His left lung has collapsed and his aorta was nicked. If he didn't have the chest tubes, the cavity would be full of blood. Right now, we're taking the blood from his chest and putting it right back in with the IVs. It's a stop-gap measure at best. If he doesn't heal on his own..."
Jean didn't finish the sentence. Rogue nodded and pulled a chair to Logan's bedside as Jean returned to her work. Putting a gloved hand to his sweaty brow, she whispered into his ear.
"Logan. I know you can hear me, sugah. You hold on. Come back to us."
Khaki
**********
Ogun smiled slightly as he, no, as *she*, ran into the night with a pack filled with a few items banging against her back. Deep inside, in a dark place that not even a telepath could reach, the rightful owner of the body screamed and railed at the intruder that she couldn't evict.
'You sonofab*!%h! When I'm strong enough I'm gonna kick yer psychic @$$ from here to the outer galaxies. I'm gonna wail on you so bad you'll think you're married to a linebacker for the Dallas Cowboys.'
'Such language, child. What would Logan-san think? Oh, I am sorry. He will not be thinking of anything much longer.' Ogun laughed faintly. 'And you will never be strong enough to defeat me.'
Jubilee settled in to fume. It was one of the many things she did incredibly well, and it also served to conserve her strength. And she would get strong enough to beat Ogun. She had to. Logan and the others needed her.
Evil Cordy
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Rogue jumped as Logan coughed, blood coloring his deathly pale lips. The heart monitor started spiking in more and more erratic patterns as his body started to shake in convulsions.
"Jean!" Rogue shouted, holding Logan's head in an effort to keep him from hurting himself.
Jean and Beast rushed to the side of their stricken teammate, Jean ordering anti-seizure medication.
Rogue was pushed aside, to give the doctors room to work. She stood, terrified, as she watched her best friend struggling on the bed. Then, his body stopped moving.
The whine of the heart monitor filled the room, transmitting one, flat tone. Jean and Beast took a step back from the body, communicating without words.
"What're you doing?" Rogue screamed. "Start CPR, get one of those electrical shock machines."
"It won't work, Rogue," Beast said in an attempt to help her understand. "The metal skeleton is too strong for CPR, and any electrical impulse will be conducted away from the heart."
"No, that can't be it. He can't die."
"There is one chance," Jean said, as she rushed to the medicine locker. "Hank, get me a heart needle."
"What're you doing?"
"I'm going to inject adrenaline straight to the heart," Jean said, filling the three-inch needle and plunging into her patient's chest. "It might start it beating again."
The three waited, breathless as they watched the heart monitor. The flat line jumped once, and then again, until there was a steady rhythm.
"That was close," Hank said in relief. "We've got to find an antidote, now."
Rogue silently pushed her chair back up to Logan's bedside and resumed her vigil.
Khaki
*********
Gambit hissed into the phone. "Non, I'm telling *you*, dat girl o'mine be in trouble. She ain't been right in d'head. Not for near on a year. Now, you gonna find Ol' Tante and you gonna ask her dat question, or Gambit gonna come on down t'Nawlins. An' Gambit knows you don want dat."
He slammed down the phone and turned to find a few of Jubilee's other nearest and dearest standing behind him with hard looks on all their faces.
"What the heck was that all about, Remy?" Kitty demanded.
Gambit thought about trying to put her off, but the girl was a pigheaded as St. John and Bobby, who were standing on either side of her. "Gambit got some... special contacts. Jubilee tried killin' Wolverine, which be somet'ing p'tite not never wanna do. So Gambit contact de specials."
"Say that again," Bobby said in tone of voice he rarely used. It made him sound... dangerous. "In plain English this time."
"I sicced de psychic who works for m'family on Jubilee," Gambit muttered. "Ol' Tante be clairvoyant. I was hopin' she could find Jubes."
Evil Cordy
**********
"Clairvoyant, huh. That means she'll be able to tell us where Jubilee's going an' Blink might be able to take us there."
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"So, you're the famous Viper."
"And you are Silver Fox. I've heard a great deal about you from my contacts in Hydra's main body. This is my right hand, the Silver Samurai," she said pointing to the armored man entering.
"A pleasure. Lady Viper, I must speak with you."
He led her away from Viper. "I have just received a message from my late father's former mentor, Ogun. He says he will be arriving soon, seeking an alliance. However he warns his form will be surprising."
Jason Barnett
**********
Viper scowled. "I dislike Surprises. You know that."
"But Ogun does not, Lady Viper," Silver Samurai said almost gently.
The venomous woman only ground her teeth together and stalked back into the room where Silver Fox waited.
Evil Cordy
**********
"Eureka!" Hank called, backing away from the microscope. "I think I've found it."
"Let me see," Jean said, leaning over the equipment he'd just left. "Hmph, looks right. The reaction appears to be working. Let's try it out."
"But Dr. Grey, shouldn't we experiment more with the formula? We don't know how much to give him, or if it will work in his body."
"Hank, you saw yourself. Half an hour ago, Logan was clinically dead. He doesn't have any more time. We've got to use what we have and hope for the best."
When they entered the main room where their patient lay, they found an exhausted Rogue asleep, her head laying on the bed, her hand still holding Logan's.
"Should we wake her?" Beast asked.
"No, let her rest. We'll know soon enough if this works."
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The pain woke him, more than anything else. His chest was throbbing, but with each passing second, the pain eased, and it got easier to breathe. He opened his eyes to find the sterile surroundings of the med lab. As he tried to remember what had happened to him, he heard a soft moan beside him.
Rogue was sitting in a chair, her head resting on his bed and her hand clutching his. He squeezed the hand, and then released it, bringing his hand up to run his fingers through her hair.
Groggily, she sat up and looked into his eyes.
"Logan?"
*Cough* "Hey, Marie."
"Jean, Hank, Logan's awake!"
Khaki