AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a companion piece (and eventually a sequel) to Wild
Side. If you have not read that story, you will probably get lost if you
try to read this.
QUICK NOTES: This is AU. Angel has his feathered wings. Psylocke did not go through the Crimson Dawn story arc and does not have shadow powers or tk. I have not read Generation X so, though Jubilee was at the Academy, it is not going to be mentioned much here. Sorry.
NOTE TO JADE: Here is your Jubilee fic that you've been waiting for. I hope you like it and I hope I write her to your satisfaction. I've only ever read her when she was in the X-men so that's where she's coming from. My Jubilee muse says to thank you for bringing about her existance and tells me that it's about damn time I got to her.
WARNINGS: This story will conatain violence, cursing, and smut. Please be mature and don't read it if you will be offended. My aim is to create something enjoyable not to offend.
MANDATORY DISCLAIMER: I own absolutely nothing here. If I did, the X-men comics would be quite different including the first thing would be Jean's death, permanent this time.
Now (FINALLY) on with the story.
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Chapter One
Jubilee's body went weak causing her to almost drop the phone and sag back against the wall. Logan was in a coma and was not waking up, not even Jean or the Professor had been able to reach his mind. How could this have happened? She had seen him that morning and he had been fine, pissed off but that was usual. How had he gone from telling her to behave herself to...to... Jubilee did not even know what to call it.
"Jubilee, are you there?" Hank's voice revealed his concern.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm here. What...how did this happen? Who did this?" She wanted to scream. She wanted to hit. Most of all she wanted to curl up in a little ball and cry until Logan found her and reassured her that it was just a dream.
"Betsy hit him with her psychic knife. We...we are not sure if he's still alive in his mind."
"No! Damn it, don't say that, Hank! He's alive, he'll be fine." Jubilee knew she sounded hysterical but she did not care, not now. She was more convinced than ever that this was a nightmare, that any moment she would wake up and she would laugh about it. Maybe she would tell Logan and they could laugh about it together. "Betsy wouldn't do that." Betsy would never hurt Logan like that, not now.
"Jubilee, I am sorry but that is what happened..."
Jubilee cut him off, demanding, "I wanna see him. Hank, come get me in the Blackbird."
There was silence on the other line and she knew what the doctor was going to say even before she heard his placating voice. "I do not think that would be wise. School is starting again tomorrow. Besides, all you could do up here is sit around and worry. Down there you will have your friends and school work for distraction."
Friends? School work? Distraction? Had Hank gone insane? At least up there she could reassure herself Logan was still breathing. "I wanna see him, Hank. I should be up there. He needs me."
"Jubilee, child, I understand you want to be here. I know he is like a father to you but there is really nothing you can do and I highly doubt he would want you just sit up here and worry yourself sick. Trust me we are doing everything in our power and we will wake him up."
Father? Jubilee forced herself not to laugh hysterically. A father figure? Is that what they thought she saw when she looked at Logan? Adults were a deluded group, except for a few, like Betsy. She knew what was actually between Jubilee and Logan. It was Betsy who she had gone to for advice all that time ago. She blinked. Had it really been a year ago that Betsy went missing? It did not matter. Logan was hurt and people were blaming Betsy but that wasn't true. It could not be true. "I want to be there!" She sounded like a child about to have a temper tantrum but she had to be there.
"No, Jubilee, we have discussed it and decided that it would be best for you to remain where you are."
She wanted to demand who this 'we' was that was making decisions about her life and by what right was this 'we' doing it. However, she did not say that. The tone of his voice told her that he would not be swayed. His mind was set and hardened against any plea she might make.
"Ok, ok. But, can I talk to Betsy?"
There was a long uncomfortable pause. "Jubilee, exactly why do you want to speak to her?"
"She's my friend, why wouldn't I want to speak to her?" Her brows knit in confusion.
"She attacked Logan and put him into the coma..."
Jubilee could not contain herself any longer. "That's not true! She'd never do that. Logan's fine and she's fine and she'd never do that! Put her on the phone and she'll set all this straight!"
There was a patient sigh on the other end. "Child, I am sorry but I can not lie to you. I have told you the truth. Logan may wake up but odds are he will not and Betsy is responsible. She has left the mansion and the X- men for good. Jubilee, I know this is..."
Jubilee did not hear the rest of the well meant words. She slammed the phone into its cradle. It wasn't true, it couldn't be.
Her legs gave out and she slid down to the floor, burying her head in her arms in despair, uncaring of those walking by.
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I know, it's kind of short. Anyway, let me know what you think. Next chapter will be coming soon.
QUICK NOTES: This is AU. Angel has his feathered wings. Psylocke did not go through the Crimson Dawn story arc and does not have shadow powers or tk. I have not read Generation X so, though Jubilee was at the Academy, it is not going to be mentioned much here. Sorry.
NOTE TO JADE: Here is your Jubilee fic that you've been waiting for. I hope you like it and I hope I write her to your satisfaction. I've only ever read her when she was in the X-men so that's where she's coming from. My Jubilee muse says to thank you for bringing about her existance and tells me that it's about damn time I got to her.
WARNINGS: This story will conatain violence, cursing, and smut. Please be mature and don't read it if you will be offended. My aim is to create something enjoyable not to offend.
MANDATORY DISCLAIMER: I own absolutely nothing here. If I did, the X-men comics would be quite different including the first thing would be Jean's death, permanent this time.
Now (FINALLY) on with the story.
***********************************
Chapter One
Jubilee's body went weak causing her to almost drop the phone and sag back against the wall. Logan was in a coma and was not waking up, not even Jean or the Professor had been able to reach his mind. How could this have happened? She had seen him that morning and he had been fine, pissed off but that was usual. How had he gone from telling her to behave herself to...to... Jubilee did not even know what to call it.
"Jubilee, are you there?" Hank's voice revealed his concern.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm here. What...how did this happen? Who did this?" She wanted to scream. She wanted to hit. Most of all she wanted to curl up in a little ball and cry until Logan found her and reassured her that it was just a dream.
"Betsy hit him with her psychic knife. We...we are not sure if he's still alive in his mind."
"No! Damn it, don't say that, Hank! He's alive, he'll be fine." Jubilee knew she sounded hysterical but she did not care, not now. She was more convinced than ever that this was a nightmare, that any moment she would wake up and she would laugh about it. Maybe she would tell Logan and they could laugh about it together. "Betsy wouldn't do that." Betsy would never hurt Logan like that, not now.
"Jubilee, I am sorry but that is what happened..."
Jubilee cut him off, demanding, "I wanna see him. Hank, come get me in the Blackbird."
There was silence on the other line and she knew what the doctor was going to say even before she heard his placating voice. "I do not think that would be wise. School is starting again tomorrow. Besides, all you could do up here is sit around and worry. Down there you will have your friends and school work for distraction."
Friends? School work? Distraction? Had Hank gone insane? At least up there she could reassure herself Logan was still breathing. "I wanna see him, Hank. I should be up there. He needs me."
"Jubilee, child, I understand you want to be here. I know he is like a father to you but there is really nothing you can do and I highly doubt he would want you just sit up here and worry yourself sick. Trust me we are doing everything in our power and we will wake him up."
Father? Jubilee forced herself not to laugh hysterically. A father figure? Is that what they thought she saw when she looked at Logan? Adults were a deluded group, except for a few, like Betsy. She knew what was actually between Jubilee and Logan. It was Betsy who she had gone to for advice all that time ago. She blinked. Had it really been a year ago that Betsy went missing? It did not matter. Logan was hurt and people were blaming Betsy but that wasn't true. It could not be true. "I want to be there!" She sounded like a child about to have a temper tantrum but she had to be there.
"No, Jubilee, we have discussed it and decided that it would be best for you to remain where you are."
She wanted to demand who this 'we' was that was making decisions about her life and by what right was this 'we' doing it. However, she did not say that. The tone of his voice told her that he would not be swayed. His mind was set and hardened against any plea she might make.
"Ok, ok. But, can I talk to Betsy?"
There was a long uncomfortable pause. "Jubilee, exactly why do you want to speak to her?"
"She's my friend, why wouldn't I want to speak to her?" Her brows knit in confusion.
"She attacked Logan and put him into the coma..."
Jubilee could not contain herself any longer. "That's not true! She'd never do that. Logan's fine and she's fine and she'd never do that! Put her on the phone and she'll set all this straight!"
There was a patient sigh on the other end. "Child, I am sorry but I can not lie to you. I have told you the truth. Logan may wake up but odds are he will not and Betsy is responsible. She has left the mansion and the X- men for good. Jubilee, I know this is..."
Jubilee did not hear the rest of the well meant words. She slammed the phone into its cradle. It wasn't true, it couldn't be.
Her legs gave out and she slid down to the floor, burying her head in her arms in despair, uncaring of those walking by.
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I know, it's kind of short. Anyway, let me know what you think. Next chapter will be coming soon.