Author: Jozzy
Title: Sessions 2
Summary: A look at Jubilee after the first session.
A/N: ##### shows the end of a scene.
Part 2
Jubilee stepped out of the doctor's office noticing the animal man sitting in one of the chairs in the waiting room. His head was bowed in sleep his muscular frame barely fit into the small chair. For a moment Jubilee's eyes softened at the funny picture he made, but then the hard expression that had been pressed on her face resurfaced.
Jubilee stood at the door her staring a hole into Wolverine, trying to decide whether she could slip away before he awoke. She quietly maneuvered across the room making for the door to the right of Logan. As she passed the sleeping figure a hand rushed out and caught her arm. He didn't squeeze, didn't have to. They both knew that there was no way she could get loose of him.
"Darlin' you know the rules. Ya can't leave the doc's office without one of us."
"Let go of me."
Wolverine tried to keep the flinch visible, but Jubilee saw anyway. A large smile crossed her face. Logan hated that the only time Jubilee smiled lately was when she caused him pain. It hurt a lot that Jubilee, who had once been his best friend, now received perverse pleasure in causing him emotional pain. There was no doubt in his mind that if she could have done any real harm Jubilee would have attacked him. The malice she seethed one of the main reasons they were here now.
"Why are YOU here. Jean usually picks me up."
"Jeanie was busy and I didn't have anything better to do-"
"So I was just a time filler."
"I didn't say that darlin'."
" But that's what you meant." Jubilee's eyes now blazed. " Just admit it Wolverine the only reason you're here now is cause your precious Jeanie asked you to."
Wolverine opened his mouth to protest," You know what Wolvie, forget I said anything. Just take me back to the prison."
With that Jubilee stalked out the door. Logan's head once again lowered his heart heavy at the way things between him and Jubilee.
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Jubilee rushed through the door of her bedroom, her haven from the outside world. Or at least it had been, until the accident- then the camera had been installed. Jubilee had the choice of moving into a room with Rouge or getting a camera. Knowing that neither her nor Rouge wanted roommates she opted for the camera.
She hated that damn camera knowing that in down in the control room was a little television with her room on it. Which is why she had converted her closet into her get away spot.
After close surveillance Jubilee found out that the Xmen only checked the camera once every hour usually within the first fifteen minutes. In her closet she had an alarm clock that buzzed at the hour. At that time she would reenter her room and pretended to be doing something. It had kept them fooled for several weeks now.
In her closet Jubilee spent most of her time writing in her diary and drawing. A lot of the time her diary involved her feelings about the Xmen. Most of them not good. When she had told her doctor (they didn't call him her psychiatrist) about her diary. Sometimes she brought him exerts. She'd write it on a fresh sheet of paper so he couldn't read what else she had written. Sometimes he would say nothing others they would spend sessions talking about what she had written.
Once she brought in an entry about a dream she had. In it her hands were in chains hanging down from the ceiling. Her feet didn't touch the ground. The pain in her arms from holding her weight was horrible. Then the voices had begun. First her mother telling her what a disappointment she had been. Then Cyn Jen screaming at her for abandoning her to the streets; and finally Wolverine who did not yell, simply told her in a few short words that she had been nothing to him. How he had used her as a cheap substitute for Kitty. Jubilee began to cry and the tears started filling up the dark shadow of her dream. First at her ankles then her knees, until it reached her neck and she panicked. She screamed and screamed but no one appeared. The water covered her head and slowly the world went black. She opened her eyes only when her alarm clock sounded next to her bed.
When Jubilee had brought her this entry in. Doc (the only thing Jubilee would call him) had asked her to explain her relationships with those people. They had spent days working up to the point were Jubilee would actually talk to about anything. But finally it had begun in a round about way. Jubilee still refused to talk about the time before joining the Xmen, not for long periods. So she told him how she had met the Xmen, how she had come to be what she once believed to be close. And now she told how they had been torn apart. How she had discovered what she believed to be the truth, how she had discovered utter betrayal.