Innocence Lost II: The Forgotten One
By Didi

Disclaimer: All the characters within this story is owned by Marvel. I take no credit but with the imaginative story line. This is story will hopefully lead to another so stay tuned.

Warning: Were this a movie, it would be rated at least PG-13. I will not be responsible for outraged parents.

Note: This is an alternative timeline so don't go jumping down my throat about stuff that's going on in the comic. It's well before Everett Thomas's death and that's all I'm going to say on the subject of timelines. Any new characters written by me would will noticeable by the complete lack of inventiveness.

Oh, and this is a sequel so please go read the first part, it's not that long. This will make much more sense to afterwards. Thanks.

Summery: Sequel to Innocence Lost. Jubilee takes back her life and repays a debt owed. AU. New character introduced.
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He watched her quietly as she stared out the window. Their evenings usually began like this, both calm and rather quiet, in their own thoughts for a while. "Do you remember the attack at all?" Logan asked in his usual quiet tone. Nothing faked, just his usual way of speaking to her. He cared.

"Yeah, most of it. It wasn't too spectacular or anything, pretty quick in fact. I blacked out after something hit me in the back and that was it. Didn't last very long, they knew exactly what to do to incapacitate me." She shook her head. "I really do have a lot to learn when it comes to this superhero business if I'm suppose to help save the world."

"You're learning." He drawled out as he reached into his pocket for a stick of cigar. "You mind if I smoke? Haven't had one in..."

"Go right ahead," she waved him to it. "I rather liked the smell."

He smiled at her. "Rogue and Jean hate the damn things. Thinks I should quit."

Jubilee smiled back, her open smiled reserved only for him these days. "Well, not all of us have an immune system that keeps us from developing lung cancer or getting properly drunk."

Logan sighed and put the stogy away. "Okay, I get the picture."

She laughed and went over to him. She sat down and leaned her head against his broad shoulders. There was a sense of calmness she always felt when she was with him. Even when they were on the run and needed to be extra careful cause anything could pop out at them at any moment. She never felt fear when she was with him, not when they were in the most dangerous of situations. Wolverine always takes care of her. He was the only thing she could depend upon in life. And she was the only thing that girl...whatever her name is... can depend upon now. "I want to help her, Wolvie. I need to."

"I know." He stroked her baby fine hair wanting to calm her fears. "We're going to help you find your friend."

"I can't remember her name." She felt the tears gather in her eyes, damning herself against her own weakness. "Why can't I remember her name?"

"Let it go, kid. Like the kid with half a face said, it'll come soon enough. Don't force your mind to do what it doesn't want. It ain't going to do you no good." He sighed knowing that his words were only that, words. There was nothing he would like better at the moment than to stick his claws into Sinister's guts. "When this is over, want to go into the Alaskan wilderness with me?"

She looked up at him. "The Alaskan wilderness? Why would you want to go there?"

"Need to get away for a while." He smiled at her. It wasn't a lie. He had been feeling the city close in on him for some time now. It was high time he went for a little track in the woods to clear his head. "I'll even let you bring all them junk food you like so much."

Jubilee looked at him. She knew what those peaceful trips into the nature were to Wolverine. They were his sanctuary, his home. It was a place where he could simply be himself and not worry about anything or anyone else around him. "You sure you want me tagging along?"

"You now me, kid. I like having someone that can talk without an answer from me. It makes for better conversation that way."

She grinned, thanking him for not making her feel like an unwelcome visitor in his domain. "Then I'd love to come. I think maybe..." her voice trailed off, not sure if she should speak of it.

"What?"

Jubilee sighed. "Maybe I need to get away from this place for a while. Let the others heal in their own way. I think having me around kind of reminds them that life is really hard. Plus, if Paige asks me one more time if I'm okay, I'm going to have to shave her bald."

Logan nodded with complete understanding. "So, we wait for Scott then?"

She nodded. "We wait for Scott."
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She could see the girl through the window, bypassing the security system had been easier than taking candy from a... What was that saying again? She winced as something hurt in her brain. Rubbing her hand against her forehead trying to push the member a little more. But it was gone. Nothing there. "Damn it." She sighed.

Moments like that frustrated her like crazy. She couldn't understand why she couldn't remember things that she knew that she should know. Like little saying and phrases like that. Things that any six year old should know, remember from their... childhood. Another big hole in her memory.

"Who am I?" She hissed to the moon as her heart pounded harder. "Concentrate you fool. Fail and he'll kill you." She took a deep breath and backed away from the window slowly, careful to stay away from security camera that she could sense trees just above her.

She had to get this done tonight. No time like the present and she wanted it done with. A part of her knew, she knew that this was wrong. Taking the pretty girl away from her family, those that love her. "Damn it." She climbed the tree just outside the ladies' dormitory, one she had studied for hours now. It had to be this way. She didn't have a choice and neither did the girl.

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Logan looked up sharply. His senses just went on full alert. A weft of something caught his attention, not like any of the other scents that are in the air. Between the soap Jubilee used to wash herself with and the stale soda bottle someone left behind the couch, he could sense something else. Jasmine and dirt, sewer water and roses, a strange combination of scent that made no sense to even his hyperactive sense of smell.

"What is it, Wolvie?" Jubilee asked, so attuned to him now that she was. His whole body was comfortably firm one moment and rock hard and alert the next. "What do you..."

"Sh..." he held out a finger to hush her while trying to concentrate. "It's gone."

"What is?"

"I thought that..." he shook his head. Maybe he was just getting paranoid. Everyone's nerves have been shot to hell these past months, always afraid that something or someone was going to reach out from the darkness and take her away again. "Nothing. The wind probably just changed directions or something."

Jubilee watched the man in the soft light of the lamp. "You sure?"

He shrugged, not wanting to unduly alarm her. He would be on alert tonight; she needed to rest. "I'd say so if it was more."

She nodded her head, ever trustful of her Wolverine.

He settled back down, making a conscious effort to relax for her sake. He wasn't wrong when he said that that wind had shifted. It was that shift that caused the new scent to come through the window, or he would have never caught it. Someone was out there. Someone he didn't recognize at all.


To be continued...