A:N: Sorry it's been so long since I've updated, but school interfered. Next update hopefully will be a little quicker
It took Logan close to a half an hour to reach the police station. By the time that he arrived his temper had only gotten worse. When Jubilee saw him walking in with a scowl on his face, she started wishing that she had called someone else. He walked over to where she sat on a bench near the exit doors.
Nervously she twirled her hands in her lap and looked up at him without saying anything. When he didn't say anything for what seemed like an eternity to her she finally muttered a thank you.
His dark look only got darker, "I didn't buy you that bike for you to go out reckless driving."
She stood up next to him, looked at him in the face and whispered at him in a heated tone of voice, "No you didn't, but on the other hand, you're no longer my parent. I'm anything but a young 16 year old driving for the first time. I would have gotten away with it had I not decided to stop for the pig to catch up."
In a rare display he backed down thinking to himself, she's right. My Jubilee is not a kid anymore. I should know this by now, with the new feelings that I have been having towards her since she turned 21. But dammit, I don't want her out risking her life like this either.
Jubilee reached over and gently laid her hand on his forearm. "I'm sorry; I just wanted to feel alive again. With so much going on, the only way that I can feel some happiness is riding at high speeds," a look of sorrow crossed her face, "and now I can't even do that."
"I understand darlin'. I really do understand." Logan reached over and put his arm around Jubilee's shoulders and began walking outside.
Jubilee laid her head against his shoulder in weakness. She was tired from all the excitement of last night and today. The doctors said it would only be a matter of time before the weakness would win unless they did the other option. Looking around for Logan's bike and not seeing it she asked, "Where's the bike?"
He looked down at her and noticed that a lock of hair had fallen across her forehead and fought the urge to move it out of the way and place a gentle kiss there. "Scottie boy wanted to borrow it today. I thought that we would go out and around on your bike so I told him no problem and not to scratch it. So because I didn't have my bike and that Scottie boy was driving my bike, I decided to take his prized mustang."
Jubilee giggled behind her hand, "I can just see his face when you told him that you decided that you can take him mustang anytime you want. He hasn't even let Jean drive that thing yet." She was going to say more but then a wave of dizziness assaulted her.
Logan felt Jubilee stumble and clutch her head, "Do you want to stay here while I bring the car around?" He asked not letter go of her.
"How much further?"
"Two more isles then it's a comfy ride back to the mansion."
"I can make it." Her stomach started cramping up. I can make it, I can make it. She repeated over and over to herself, not noticing the worried frown that Logan wore. What seemed like years which instead was really several seconds, they finally reached the car.
Logan helped Jubilee into the passenger seat then got in the other side. Logan made a promise to himself that as soon as they reached the mansion, Jubilee was going to see Hank whether he wanted to or not.
As it turns out they never made it back to the mansion. About five miles up the road, Jubilee called out hoarsely to pull over to the side. Before Logan could do anything to react, she flung open the door and vomited while clutching her stomach and crying.
"Darlin' anything I can do," Logan said feeling extremely helpless. He got out of the car and went to the other side to hold her head. That's when he saw her throwing up nothing but blood.