Need of Services

Chapter 9

Logan was in the danger room practicing a level 8 program that he had forge design for him. He needed to release some steam. Bobby, Scott, and Jean all confronted him one by one about why Jubilee left, asking him to understand and forgive her, but he wouldn't hear of it. He was too angry with Jubilee to even think about forgiving her.

As he pounded away at the machines, he began thinking to himself, "Why'd Jubes have to go and pull something like that? I know it wasn't entirely her fault, but... Damnit! She should of known better than to get drunk with Creed nearby!" he slammed an android into another and leapt onto of the nearest platform, "After all I've been through. After all we've been through, the kid should have known better than to plot and try to manipulate me! Every woman that's been in my life has betrayed me in some way or another. Everyone of them except Jubilee... Up until now. Why is it that her betrayal is the one that hurts me the most?" he swung on another android kicked it off of the ledge. He stared down at the pile of rubble that he made with the many bodies and pieces of androids down below, imagining it as if it were Creed and Jubilee down there instead of the androids. "Grr No matter how much I want to forgive her I still want her dead!" he turned away from the rubble and went back to fighting what androids were left, "Jubilation... You better pray that our paths don't cross. Otherwise... You might end up dead and torn to shreds just like these androids."

Jubilee roused from her slumber in the middle of the night. Nature was calling and she needed a shower. Slowly she got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her, and adjusting the shower handles while she went to the bathroom. After a while she stepped inside the shower and began soaking herself in its warm waters.

She leaned against the wall of the shower and went into deep thought again. She was trying to picture how life would be living in Creed's cabin and how he might treat her. So far he's been generous enough to offer her a home to stay in, but he's also demanded sexual favors from her too. It pained her to think that she allowed her former mentor's enemy to take her virginity willingly. She really wanted Logan to take it. She really couldn't picture herself doing anything in his house except for being his little servant or his little punching bag whenever something pissed him off. A smile quirked at the corner of her mouth as she imagined what she would do to him if ever he started abusing her.

Back in the bed room Creed awoke to the sound of Jubilee taking a shower, he was about to roll over and go back to sleep when his cell phone went off. He growled, knowing that it could only be one of him many employers wanting a job done. He reached for the phone and answered it.

"This better be good if yer callin' me at this hour."

"Now. Now. Victor. Is that anyway to greet someone on the phone." said a sadistic female voice.

Creed sat up at the sound of the woman's voice, "Mystique."

"Yes, Victor. It's me. Surprised?"

"Naw. Not surprised, just curious as to how the hell you got this number and why yer callin' me."

"Oh, I have my ways. As for why, then the answer is because I need your services."

"Hmph Why? Last time you needed my services you nearly got me killed."

"Funny. I thought you'd welcome death if it came."

"Not if I'm being set up by you I don't."

She sighed on the other end of the phone, "You know, Victor, you may be a very good lover, but you're not a very reasonable."

"If you want reasonable then why don't you just place yourself on the end of my claws."

"Charming. Anyways, how about that little service that I need you to do. Would you be willing to do it? I'll be paying you a hundred grand."

"Since it's you, you better be paying me five hundred grand to do yerr dirty work."

"Three hundred grand, that's my final offer."

"Five hundred grand, plus interest for any damages done to my personal property, otherwise you ain't gonna get me at work for ya."

"Fine. I really don't have time to argue about this anyways."

"What do you need me to do?"

"There's this mercenary that won't leave me alone. I don't know why he's after me, but he seems to be taking his sweet time about it. His name is Dead Pool and right now he's sitting in a booth nearby watching me drink my dry martini."

"Where ya at?"

"I'm actually in the town that you're in right now. I saw you pull into the hotel earlier this morning. By the way. Why do you have that X-Brat with you? I thought that you didn't like her."

"That's my business, Raven. If you keep yer nose clean and out of my personal business, then I might give ya a discount."

"Oh, come on now, Victor. You can trust me with your little secret. I promise I won't tell."

"Yeah right. I bet you have yer fingers crossed behind yer back right now. Like I said. It's my business why the frail's with me. Now if ya still want me to do that little service for ya, you better give yer exact location."

"Oh, all right. Do you need to write it down or will you actually remember it."

"Just spit it out already."

As Mystique gave him the directions to the bar she was in, Jubilee popped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. Creed hung up the phone and started to get dressed.

Jubilee looked at him curiously, "Are we leaving?"

"Not until mornin'. I've got a job to do real quick, so you just sit tight and go back to sleep. I'll be back after I'm done."

He put on the last article of clothing and headed out the door.

Jubilee sat down on the bed. Sighing, she reached for the remote, and turned on the tv.