Disclaimer: See Part One.
"I'll stay," Jubes replied.
"Jubilee, it's perfectly fine for you to leave. I'll..." Jean started to say.
"No, it's ok. I'll stay."
"Ok, I'm just going to go check on Logan. I'll be right back," she said, unlocking the door, stepping into the main room, and relocking it behind her.
"Thanks, Jubes," Rogue said. "You gave him a lot to think about."
"It's about time he started thinking."
"Look, kid, I don't need you..." Rogue paused. "Sorry, getting sleepy. Will you talk to Remy for me tomorrow?"
"What do you want me to tell him?"
"Tell him... tell that little prick to keep his hands... You know what to tell him, Jubes." Then Rogue drifted off to sleep.
Jubilee stayed through the rest of the morning, sleeping fitfully on the uncomfortable chair for a few hours.
The next day, Jean re-sedated Rogue so that all of the medical tests on her new mutation could be performed. Rogue allowed Jubilee to leave for an hour to go get something to eat as she fell back to sleep. In the kitchen, Jubilee ran into the Cajun.
"Chere, how be Rogue?"
"She's doing... ok."
"Don' lie to Remy, chere."
"Ok, she's doing lousy. She absorbed a lot of Logan, and he's messing with her head. Is that what you want to hear?"
"Remy goin' ta see her."
"No, Remy. She can't... she doesn't want to say anything she can't take back. She wants you to stay away for a while, but she wants you to know that she loves you."
"If chere be in trouble, Remy be dere."
"No, it would hurt her more to see you right now. Trust me on this one, ok?"
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