Diners and Phone Calls

Chapter 36

Logan felt the weight of the car drive over him, he growled as the tired ran over the back of his head, pushing his face further into the ground. When the car was completely off of him, he tried to get up, but his back said otherwise. With a loud painful crack, Logan fell back down, gritting his teeth in pain.

"I'm gonna get ya for this one, Creed!" he growled to no one in particular, "As soon as I can move, I'm comin' for your ass."

Inside the car, Rosie was watching Logan struggling to get up from the back seat. Sighing with relief, when she saw that he couldn't get up, she turned back around and looked at all of the others. Stag, Snake, and Bong-o looked pretty battered up, all of them were holding their heads miserably. Gothica on the other hand was still pretty much out cold.

"Are you guys okay?" she asked.

Stag and Snake simply waved their hands at her, letting her know that they'll be fine.

"I'll be feelin' a lot better if someone could light up joint and pass it to me." Bong-o mumbled.

"Well, ya ain't doin' that in here, hippy." Creed piped, "Not with a pregnant person in here."

Silence befell the car and everyone looked to Jubilee, except for Turk, who already knew.

Feeling many eyes on her, Jubilee sighed, "Yes… I'm pregnant. And for the sake of everyone in this car, don't make it an issue right now. I'm too tired to talk about it right now."

They all nodded, sitting back in their seats, and zoning out into their little worlds.

Rosie however had things on her mind that she couldn't keep inside, "I wonder if we'll ever be able to go back home…"

"I don't think we ever can." Turk said gently, "Now that Logan has discovered it, I'm sure that Weapon X will too. If we go back, we'd be signing our own death warrants."

"Pity… And I just finally had gotten around to planting my herb garden. I was going to see if I could create an herb that would decrease the aging rate and cure the flue. Snake and Stag always catch the flue around winter time."

"Well, no, duh! They're always running around butt naked around that time of year." Jubilee chuckled.

'No we don't!' said both Stag and Snake mentally.

"Yes, you do, and don't deny it, because I've seen more than I wanted to see a couple of times." She laughed as she saw them both fold their arms in discouragement through the rear view mirror. She then looked to Creed, "So, where are we going now?"

Creed shrugged his shoulders, "Can't go to the house that we picked out. Logan will find us in no time at all."

"What about my friends? What will happen to them?"

"I contact some old friends of mine and have them hook yer friends up with a place to stay."

"Thank, Victor." Rosie said, "That's very generous of you."

"Yeah, well… Don't get all mushy on me. I ain't that kind of guy. I'm only doin' this to return the favor."

"In other words…" Jubilee smiled, "He likes you guys."

Everyone chuckled, while Creed growled from embarrassment.

Six hours later, they finally made a pit stop after the crossed the Massachusetts boarder. They stopped at a diner; everyone ordered their food and waited, except for Creed and Jubilee, who were currently waiting in line for the telephone booth. Jubilee leaned back against a wall with her arms folded in front of her chest behind Creed, who was doing the same thing. In front of them was a really large man, talking on the phone to his girlfriend, and telling her how much he loves her. Both Creed and Jubilee looked as though they were going to barf.

Jubilee whined aloud enough for only Creed to hear, "How much longer is this guy gonna keep telling his girl that he loves her?"

"Hmph He's probably just puttin' on a show, so that we don't think that he's actually talkin' to his mother, who's been living with for forty years."

The guy on the phone heard Creed's comment, "Sorry, baby, but I have to go. Some low life is runnin' his mouth, so now I have to teach him some manners. I love you too, Snookums. Bye-bye." He hung up the phone and turned around to face Creed, "You got somethin' to say, pal?"

"Yeah. Are ya done with the phone now?"

"You got a smart mouth for someone that's butt ugly, but maybe that's all that you've got goin' for ya."

"Why, you!" Creed started to round on the guy, but Jubilee grabbed a hold of his arm and stopped him.

"Creed." She said warningly, "This is not the place or the time, just be the bigger man and walk away."

"Hey, chink!" the guys yelled, "Do us all a favor and shut the hell up, before I shut it for ya."

At this, Creed grabbed the guy by the throat, lifted him up, and slammed him against the wall, everyone who was in the restaurant turned around and stared. Creed looked to Jubilee, "You still want me to be the bigger man and walk away?"

Jubilee narrowed her eyes at the man pinned at the wall, "No. Go ahead and tare him a new ass hole. Just make sure you wash your hands after words before you eat. God only knows where this guys been."

Creed smiled and dragged the guy outside where no one could see them and began beating the shit out of the guy. "This is what you get fer being a racist bastard, punk!" he slammed the guy's face into a dumpster, "This is what ya get fer threatening to hit a pregnant lady!" he threw him against the wall, "And this is what ya get fer holding up the telephone line!" then he threw him into the dumpster and slammed the lid down on top of the man's head, "And let this be a lesson to ya, punk!" he walked back inside, washed his hands, and came back out just in time for their food to be served. He sat down next to Jubilee and grabbed his plate.

Jubilee smiled at him, "Did you have fun?"

"Fun for me, but not for him."

She giggled, "Everyone heard what you said out there and were clapping and cheering for ya."

"That's a first. Normally people are calling the police by now."

After they all ate their food, Jubilee and Creed attempted to use the pay phone again, while the others sat in the car and waited for them. Creed picked up the phone, dialed a number, and waited for someone to pick up on the other end. While he was waiting, he noticed that Jubilee was still standing behind him.

He raised a curious brow and asked, "What're you waitin' for, frail?"

"I wanna make a call too."

"To who?"

"Bobby. I promised I'd keep in touch with him every once in a while. I haven't kept in touch with him for a while, so I just wanna give him a call before he goes to Professor Xavier and have him track me down with Cerebro."

Creed nodded, then focused his attention on the phone, when he heard a distinct hello on the other end. "Hey, Hucheson. Yeah, it's me. Yes, I need another favor. I need two houses, very far from Canada and far apart, also, I need this houses unlisted, so that no one will come lookin' for me." He paused for a bit, waiting for the Hucheson to finish talking and finish looking up the information that he needs. "Ya find anythin'? Good. I'll give ya a call when I get the plane tickets. Thanks, Hucheson. I owe ya one." He hung up the phone and turned to Jubilee, "Things are lookin' up fer us. I'll go warm up the car, while you make yer phone call. Don't take too long."

"I won't." she picked up the receiver and waited till he was gone before dialing the number. She waited as the phone rang, until someone picked up on the other end.

"Hello?" came Bobby's voice loud and clear.

"Hey, Bobby. It's me, Jubilee."

"Jubes! Hey, kiddo. Where ya've been? I've been worried about ya."

"Ya, sorry I haven't kept in touch lately, I've just been… Preoccupied."

"Preoccupied? With what?" Jubilee didn't answer, "Jubes? Hello? You still there?"

"Yeah, I'm still here, Bobby."

"Why'd ya go all quiet on me? Is something wrong?"

Jubilee fidgeted, "Kinda… But if I tell you, you can't tell anyone else. Promise?"

"Okay, sure."

"Promise me, Bobby! Or else I'm not saying a word."

"Okay! Okay! I promise."

"The friend that I'm staying with… Is actually Creed."

"What?"

"I didn't want to tell you at first… But I've gotten myself so in deep with Logan, that I felt that I had to other alternative. I couldn't face the rest of you after what I did… And… Well, more bad stuff happened along the way. Weapon X came looking for Creed, but found me, and did some… Weird stuff to me, so now I'm little more powered up than before and I kinda look different. My real problem is that Logan's been trying to come after me and take me back to Weapon X, because of a deal that he's made with them. He won't leave me alone and Creed and me has had to move more than once. We were staying with some old friends of mine, but he found us, and now all of us have to move. Creed's found a couple of houses, one for me and him and the other for my friends, we're gonna be separated, but also we'll be so far away from Logan and Weapon X that they'll never find us."

"God, Jubes… I wish you would of told me sooner. I could've helped…"

"I didn't want you to get involved, since Weapon X is after me."

"Still, though… Is there anything else that you haven't told me?"

"There's one other thing… I'm pregnant."

"Wha?" he dropped the phone on the other end and quickly picked it back up, "H-How? Who? When? I'll kill them!"

"How, who, and when should be obvious, Bobby."

"I'll kill him!"

"I think he's out of your reach, Drakester." She giggled, "Anyways… He's been taking good care of me. Not exactly the gentle sort, but he's been making sure that I'm well fed, and have all the training that I need to take on Logan if worse comes to worse. Also, he's been real protective of me, since he found out that I'm pregnant. He just beat up a guy a while ago for threatening to hit me."

Bobby was silent for a moment, then finally asked the question that was once asked by Turk, "Do you… Do you love him?"

She sighed, "No… Not really. He's more of a… Kind of a friend."

"Then why are you staying with him?"

Jubilee panicked, but the sound of the car honking brought her some relief, "I have to go. They're waiting for me outside. I'll call you whenever I can. Bye, Bobby."

"Jubilee, wait!" but all's he got was the click of the phone hanging up. He pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at it before hanging up, "Just… Be careful." Then he hung up.

Jubilee went outside; Turk was standing outside of the car holding the door open for her, so she could get in the middle. She climbed in, sitting next to Creed, and Turk climbed in after her.

"You call that short?" Creed asked sarcastically, starting the car.

"Sorry." She mumbled, "Guess, I got carried away."

He pulled out of the parking lot and drove off, heading towards the nearest airport, "Whatcha say to the walking ice cube?"

"I told him everything."

"What? Why, the hell would you do that?"

"He promised that he wouldn't say anything and plus… If something did happen to me, I would like to have at least someone that I know from the institute to know why."

"Still kinda stupid, frail."

"Oh, would you quit calling me that! I am the mother of your child here after all."

"Sorry. Old habits die slow."