A Weeks Time

Chapter 28

It had take Logan a week to finally heal from Jubilee's blast. When he was completely healed, he made his way into a nearby town which he recognized, and used a pay phone to contact General Tyler. Informing Tyler of his where about and what had happened to him and to Tyler's satellite. Tyler was none too pleased.

"Damn it, Wolverine! How could you let her blast out our satellite!"

"It's not like I could do anything to stop her, bub. You're the ones who turned her into a nuclear easy back oven. I can't even get close to her when she starts to power up."

"Well, find a way! In the mean time you're going to have to track her on your own, our satellite's still down."

"Whatever, bub. I update ya next time I find her."

"And it had better be when you've caught her. Good-bye, Logan."

Logan hung up the phone, "Jack ass." heading into a general store, he bought a map, and headed back to where he woke up. He sighed as he looked down the path of broken trees, "Well… There's no better path than a straight one."

Meanwhile, Creed was mapping out plans for him and Jubilee to take to avoid any trouble before they left the house. Now and then he would go into town and do some personal business just to get out of the house. When he was not busy, he would take the time to train Jubilee, and keep her in check.

During his time at the house he learned some things about Jubilee and noticed a few changes in her as well. He found that she was a fast learner and that her emotions get the best of her sometimes, sometimes when he didn't talk down to her or mistreat her she would be cooperative, anytime she uses Rosie's herbal shampoo her hair would become longer, but what took him by surprise the most was the fact that every time she went into a feral state of mind so would her body. Now, in addition to her teeth and claws, she grown a thin layer of fur going down her back that resembled to that of a white tiger on, and a long tail. Rosie had to make a special cloak that would be long enough to conceal the tail if Jubilee was to go out into the world.

Jubilee's mutation did not go unnoticed to the other occupants of the house. In fact it caught the attention of a certain tiger man. Turk to advantage of Creeds absence to spend more time with Jubilee and teach her some things that not even Creed could teach her. He taught her how to truly accept her animal side, he even showed her some of the methods his would used when greeting one another and communicating.

When she wasn't wearing the dresses that Rosie had made for her, she would wear a skirt and a halter top. Every once in a while she would bump into Gothica and shout insult at each other, until they came close to killing each other. It took every occupant in the house hold to separate the two.

One day, while Creed was away, Jubilee had become feral again. She prowled around outside like a hungry tiger searching for prey, but found Turk instead. She crouched down on all fours, ready to fight him for right of hunting grounds. Turk laughed and crouched down as well, he thought of this as a game when she thought of it as a fight. Touching noses with her to let her know that he was a friend not foe, chuckling when she acknowledged by rubbing her body up against him like a cat. After that, they continued their hunt in opposite directions.

That night Jubilee curled up on the living room couch, sleeping, until she sensed another presence enter the room. Lazily she opened one eye to see who it was, seeing that it was Creed she went back to sleep. Walking behind the couch, he leaned on the back of it, and stared down at the young feral girl, listening to her calm breathing. Not even thinking, he reached down with one hand, and began caressing her cheek gently. She purred at his rhythmic touch.

"Come on, frail." he said, bending down to pick her up and cradling her in his massive arms, "It's time for bed." she groaned and tried to squirm out of his grasp, but gave up. He chuckled and carried her up to their room, he laid her down on the bed, an then climbed in, pulling the covers over them both. "Night, frail. Tomorrow is gonna be a big day, so ya better sleep as much as you can while you can."