Scene 4: (Inside the X-men's meeting room.)
"So Vertigo has taken over Earth in the future, but wants to wipe you and your friends out so that he won't have to worry about someone going back into the past and stopping him," Cyclops said, summing up Traveller's life story in one short sentence.
"Yeah, that's about it," she said stretching her arms above her head. They had been sitting there talking for almost three hours and after the battle they just went through, she was exhausted.
"Ok. Well, I believe we are all getting tired, so we'll figure out a plan in the morning. Gambit, will you escort Traveller to Rogue's old room. Everyone else, you know where your rooms are. Get a good nights rest, we have a lot to do in the morning," Cyclops said standing up. Everyone seemed relieved to finally get some rest. They all slowly walked to their rooms, making small conversation as they did so. Traveller watched as everyone walked into their rooms. Particularly looking for the room Logan was staying in.
As Logan opened the door to his long forgotten room, he sensed someone watching him and looked down the hallway. He saw Nadia being led by Gambit to Rogue's room. She was looking at him. He mouthed the words goodnight to her and saw her smile and mouth them back. It felt good to know she was alive and weird as well. He hadn't had such strong feelings towards any woman in a long time. Between the time he met Nadia and now only one woman had come into his life and that was Jean-Gray, but there was no point in even trying to win her heart. She was Cyclop's now and forever.
Traveller watched as Logan closed the door behind him. She wondered if he was feeling, the same as she was now.
"Here you go chere. Welcome to de Inn o' Xavier, here is yo' room," he said opening the door and smiling, "You know, if yo' don' feel comfortable stayin' in dis strange place alone, Gambit always got room in his bed."
"I'm sure I'll be just fine cajun," she said smiling and started to enter the room.
"Wha', no goodnight kiss?" Gambit said, his eyes glowing red with mischief. Traveller leaned in and kissed him lightly on the lips. Using her psychic ability to send a few images his way.
"Thank you for helping me," she said smiling at him.
"No problem chere. For you anyt'ing," he said smiling back and walked down the hall to his room, looking back only once.
Traveller closed the door and walked in the room to look at her new home. Pictures of Rogue and the rest of the X-men where all along the wall, particularly a lot of pictures of Gambit. Traveller walked around the room, looking at each one. They looked so happy together, whatever happened that could have caused her to go marry Joseph, she wondered.
All of a sudden she got a feeling of guilt. She was in Rogue's room, looking at her stuff, and felt like she was trying to replace her. Both in the X-men and in Gambit's heart. The room suddenly didn't feel so inviting after all. Traveller glanced at the clock. It was too late to go ask Cyclops for a different room and she didn't feel comfortable sneaking into Gambit's room just yet.
As she opened the door to her room and looked down the deserted hallway it seemed one door stood out among the rest. Logan's. She quietly shut her door and floated down the hallway. Slowly she opened the door to his room and walked in, making sure to shut it quietly.
"I knew you were coming," he said from the dark shadows of the room. "I could smell you walking down the hall."
"And all that time I thought I was being inconspicuous," she said smiling as her eyes adjusted to the dark room. "I didn't feel right in Rogues room. I felt like I was replacing her or trying to replace her."
"Nadia, I know Gambit may seem like he's over Rogue, but trust me, that cajun is nothing but trouble. You'd be better not to get involved with him," Logan said, his jealousy flooding into her brain like a tidal wave. She smiled to herself. Still the same Logan.
"Maybe you're right," she said walking over to the bed, "Mind if I crash with you for the night?"
"You can crash here all you want," he said smiling and lifting the cover's so she could climb in. She rested her head on his chest and the sense of security once again flooded over the two of them. Soon she was asleep, dreaming of a time before Vertigo.
Logan watched her as she slept, her head laying on his chest, cuddled up next to him. That ever so pleasant feeling of security seemed to fill the room and for once the chaos that was in his head slowly depleted, giving him a sense of peace that he hadn't felt in a long time.
"I love you Nadia," he whispered softly, leaning down and kissing her lightly on her forehead. Then he too fell into a deep sleep with a dream he recognized all to well.
Outside of Logan's room, Gambit sat, his eyes glowing red with anger at Wolverine's words. Even for Wolverine, this was an all time low. It seems jealousy can sometimes bring the worst out of people.
"Well Wolverine. I los' Rogue to a friend and I'm not about ta lose anot'er love to anot'er friend, mon amie," he said, standing up, "I wonder if da danger room is up and running. Gambit need to burn off some o' dis steam before da others wake up." With that he walked down to the old danger room and turned on the Gambit/Wolverine sequence.
As the rest of the X-men slept peacefully, Gambit fought a hologram of Wolverine long into the night, letting out all his anger. What he didn't know was that Wolverine knew he was outside the door the whole time, and was counting on him hearing everything. After all, he wanted Gambit to know he wasn't going to give Nadia up without a fight and a fight is what he was hoping for.