Yet another one; I didn't expect people to react so well. Infact, I expected a lot more flames; Jubilee and Victor aren't exactly, uh....yeah. But I love Jubilee with anyone they don't usually pair her with, so it all works out well. Now, Enjoy;
Rogue tossed in her sleep for the first time in a month. After a while of Jubilee and Victor's memories and emotions playing out in real 3D in her head, she had made temporary residence in Logan's room; the heartache of being alone in the dark when she woke up had gotten to be too much since Kitty had moved in with Bobby; weary and hiding from Jean's never-ending questioning. After they'd stopped, she moved back into her room; even against Logan's requests.
But this night was much different then any of the others-these were new, full of anger and Rage. Visions flashed red from Sabretooth. She saw a man running, being followed; hunted. She saw Jubilee in the back of Victor's Jeep, curled into a fetal position and sobbing. Rogue herself was lost-confused and alarmed, but her own feelings were barely felt from under the fury that seemed to bleed from Victor, fueled by Jubilee's pain; a searing pain that ripped her open from the bottom of her feet to the top of her head. Rogue knew, because Rogue felt it.
She was almost thrown out of the hallucination, trying to catch her breath as she stumbled out of her bed and into the dark hallway, clumsily sliding her gloves on.
~*~*~
Jubilee stared up at the door, knocking timidly. She ran her hand through her recently cut hair, now a choppy black bob. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves.
"Relax." Victor slid a hand down her back. "This shouldn't be bad."
"I know," She sighed. "It's just, I left, you know? I just took off. I don't think they understand it."
Kitty peeked out the door, almost unsure of her eyes.
"Jubilee?" She asked, pulling the door open. She winced at the sight of Victor, taking a step back.
"Yeah, Kitty. I figured I'd stop back in for a visit." She grinned, trying to diffuse the situation that had rapid potential for awkwardness. "Is everyone home?"
"PROFESSOR!" Kitty bounded into the school, laughing.
"She always was too excitable." Jubilee muttered, ushering Victor in and closing the door behind them. The first thing she heard outside of the click of the door was two distinct snarls.
Logan stood at the foot of the stairs, fists balled and teeth bared. The animal nature that he usually fought to control was invading him, and Victor matched his growls, watching him closely.
"Um, excuse me boys, but your 'hey, watch me make an idiot of myself' slip is showing." Jubilee stepped in front of Victor, catching his eyes. He backed off, glaring at Wolverine in the least threatening way he could manage.
"Wow. How'd you manage to make big bad Sabretooth a housecat?" Logan asked, smirking as he took a step back, sitting on the stairs.
"Wolverine-" Victor took a step toward him, only to run into Jubilee as she stood firm in front of him.
"Let's just say I had some Catnip in my pocket and leave it at that, okay?" She sighed, running her hands through her hair. "I just hate to see my two favourite Little boys duke it out over a smartass comment." She gave Logan a pointed look.
"Alright, alright." Logan held up his hands in retreat. "I'm done."
"Good. Now, where's Rogue?"
"I'm here."
Rogue descended the stairs, arms wrapped around herself, her cheeks red and her eyes sunken.
"Honey, what's wrong?" Jubilee took a panicked half step towards the stairs, worried.
"Nothing. I just had a bad dream." she said softly, walking to her. She gave her a careful, weak hug.
"Are you sure?" Jubilee asked, gently rubbing her arms. Both Victor and Logan had fallen silent, their own tiff forgotten for the moment.
"Yeah." Rogue nodded. "Jube, is everything alright?"
"Peachier then Keen." She nodded. "Why?"
"Then, nothing's.....happened?"
"Rogue, what did you dream?"
"Nothing." Rogue shook her head, taking Jubilee's hand. "Don't worry about it."
Victor looked past them, to Logan. There was something that Rogue wasn't telling them, he could see it was well as Logan could. Something that scared her.
~*~*~
Jubilee cracked her neck, staring up at the ceiling.
"Jubilee, why are you still awake?" Victor mumbled from the darkness.
"Just thinkin'. Am I bothering you?" she asked, looking over in his general direction.
Victor studied her in the blackness that she was blinded by. Her eyes were wide and distracted, gone in a far off daze.
"Not in the least, Precious." He whispered. Jubilee turned her attention back to the ceiling, groping for his hand in the dark. He reached out and caught her, cradling her hand in his.
"I'm sorry, Vic." She said softly. "You're not comfortable in the mansion, are you?"
"Are you kidding? A bed with you is more comfortable then the back of my jeep any night."
"You know what I mean."
"Jubilee, I'm comfortable with you." He pulled her close. "Are you comfortable with me here?"
"I'd be miserable without you. I'm just...Rogue. She's scaring me." Jubilee whispered, curling into his arms. "She won't tell me why she had her little interrogation this morning, and she starts shaking everytime I try to get it out of her. I hate to admit that I'm actually scared of her dream."
"She's hiding something. Not something that she doesn't want you to know-it's something that scares her too much to tell you. To tell anyone. Your best chance is Wolverine."
"I don't think she's going to tell him." Jubilee sighed, closing her eyes.
"Why do you say that?"
"I don't know. I just don't think she will."
~*~*~
Logan rubbed his temples, looking at her. Rogue sat on his bed, wringing her hands in front of her.
"Rogue, please, just tell what it is." He said again. "Just tell me what the dream was."
"I can't, Logan. I told you, I can't." she pressed her hands over her eyes, sallow and tired.
"Why can't you?"
'Because I don't *know* what it was that I dreamt!" She cried, standing up. "it was too mixed, too random. I can't sort it out." She looked at him, her entire body shaking. "God Logan, it actually *hurt* me. I felt this unbelievable, hot pain. It tore right through me."
"Rogue, calm down," Logan stepped forward, hugging her close. "It was just a dre-"
"I don't know that it was." She whimpered. "Jube was hurt, and she crying as if the tears were feeding off the pain that cut through every bone in her body. Vic-"
"That thing." Logan let her go, striding toward the door. "I knew he was out for blood, from the moment-"
"No!" Rogue lurched forward, falling to her knees. "He's not hurting her. It's not Victor." She spoke through tears, her fists closed in front of her. "It's someone else; a man. Victor's chasing him, hunting him." Her eyes were closed as Logan dropped next to her.
"Rogue, can you see who it is?"
"No. I don't...I can't...." Rogue could see it all again, and she could feel the pain coursing through her. "Victor can't see anything but Jubilee crying, because of this man. He's caught in the blood rage, and he's trying to kill him." She shook violently, wrapping her arms around herself and choking back sobs.
"Ssssh, ssh." Logan pulled her into his arms. "Calm down, please."
"Logan, I think it was a premonition." She whispered. "I think this is going to happen. But I don't know what's going to happen."
Rogue tossed in her sleep for the first time in a month. After a while of Jubilee and Victor's memories and emotions playing out in real 3D in her head, she had made temporary residence in Logan's room; the heartache of being alone in the dark when she woke up had gotten to be too much since Kitty had moved in with Bobby; weary and hiding from Jean's never-ending questioning. After they'd stopped, she moved back into her room; even against Logan's requests.
But this night was much different then any of the others-these were new, full of anger and Rage. Visions flashed red from Sabretooth. She saw a man running, being followed; hunted. She saw Jubilee in the back of Victor's Jeep, curled into a fetal position and sobbing. Rogue herself was lost-confused and alarmed, but her own feelings were barely felt from under the fury that seemed to bleed from Victor, fueled by Jubilee's pain; a searing pain that ripped her open from the bottom of her feet to the top of her head. Rogue knew, because Rogue felt it.
She was almost thrown out of the hallucination, trying to catch her breath as she stumbled out of her bed and into the dark hallway, clumsily sliding her gloves on.
~*~*~
Jubilee stared up at the door, knocking timidly. She ran her hand through her recently cut hair, now a choppy black bob. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves.
"Relax." Victor slid a hand down her back. "This shouldn't be bad."
"I know," She sighed. "It's just, I left, you know? I just took off. I don't think they understand it."
Kitty peeked out the door, almost unsure of her eyes.
"Jubilee?" She asked, pulling the door open. She winced at the sight of Victor, taking a step back.
"Yeah, Kitty. I figured I'd stop back in for a visit." She grinned, trying to diffuse the situation that had rapid potential for awkwardness. "Is everyone home?"
"PROFESSOR!" Kitty bounded into the school, laughing.
"She always was too excitable." Jubilee muttered, ushering Victor in and closing the door behind them. The first thing she heard outside of the click of the door was two distinct snarls.
Logan stood at the foot of the stairs, fists balled and teeth bared. The animal nature that he usually fought to control was invading him, and Victor matched his growls, watching him closely.
"Um, excuse me boys, but your 'hey, watch me make an idiot of myself' slip is showing." Jubilee stepped in front of Victor, catching his eyes. He backed off, glaring at Wolverine in the least threatening way he could manage.
"Wow. How'd you manage to make big bad Sabretooth a housecat?" Logan asked, smirking as he took a step back, sitting on the stairs.
"Wolverine-" Victor took a step toward him, only to run into Jubilee as she stood firm in front of him.
"Let's just say I had some Catnip in my pocket and leave it at that, okay?" She sighed, running her hands through her hair. "I just hate to see my two favourite Little boys duke it out over a smartass comment." She gave Logan a pointed look.
"Alright, alright." Logan held up his hands in retreat. "I'm done."
"Good. Now, where's Rogue?"
"I'm here."
Rogue descended the stairs, arms wrapped around herself, her cheeks red and her eyes sunken.
"Honey, what's wrong?" Jubilee took a panicked half step towards the stairs, worried.
"Nothing. I just had a bad dream." she said softly, walking to her. She gave her a careful, weak hug.
"Are you sure?" Jubilee asked, gently rubbing her arms. Both Victor and Logan had fallen silent, their own tiff forgotten for the moment.
"Yeah." Rogue nodded. "Jube, is everything alright?"
"Peachier then Keen." She nodded. "Why?"
"Then, nothing's.....happened?"
"Rogue, what did you dream?"
"Nothing." Rogue shook her head, taking Jubilee's hand. "Don't worry about it."
Victor looked past them, to Logan. There was something that Rogue wasn't telling them, he could see it was well as Logan could. Something that scared her.
~*~*~
Jubilee cracked her neck, staring up at the ceiling.
"Jubilee, why are you still awake?" Victor mumbled from the darkness.
"Just thinkin'. Am I bothering you?" she asked, looking over in his general direction.
Victor studied her in the blackness that she was blinded by. Her eyes were wide and distracted, gone in a far off daze.
"Not in the least, Precious." He whispered. Jubilee turned her attention back to the ceiling, groping for his hand in the dark. He reached out and caught her, cradling her hand in his.
"I'm sorry, Vic." She said softly. "You're not comfortable in the mansion, are you?"
"Are you kidding? A bed with you is more comfortable then the back of my jeep any night."
"You know what I mean."
"Jubilee, I'm comfortable with you." He pulled her close. "Are you comfortable with me here?"
"I'd be miserable without you. I'm just...Rogue. She's scaring me." Jubilee whispered, curling into his arms. "She won't tell me why she had her little interrogation this morning, and she starts shaking everytime I try to get it out of her. I hate to admit that I'm actually scared of her dream."
"She's hiding something. Not something that she doesn't want you to know-it's something that scares her too much to tell you. To tell anyone. Your best chance is Wolverine."
"I don't think she's going to tell him." Jubilee sighed, closing her eyes.
"Why do you say that?"
"I don't know. I just don't think she will."
~*~*~
Logan rubbed his temples, looking at her. Rogue sat on his bed, wringing her hands in front of her.
"Rogue, please, just tell what it is." He said again. "Just tell me what the dream was."
"I can't, Logan. I told you, I can't." she pressed her hands over her eyes, sallow and tired.
"Why can't you?"
'Because I don't *know* what it was that I dreamt!" She cried, standing up. "it was too mixed, too random. I can't sort it out." She looked at him, her entire body shaking. "God Logan, it actually *hurt* me. I felt this unbelievable, hot pain. It tore right through me."
"Rogue, calm down," Logan stepped forward, hugging her close. "It was just a dre-"
"I don't know that it was." She whimpered. "Jube was hurt, and she crying as if the tears were feeding off the pain that cut through every bone in her body. Vic-"
"That thing." Logan let her go, striding toward the door. "I knew he was out for blood, from the moment-"
"No!" Rogue lurched forward, falling to her knees. "He's not hurting her. It's not Victor." She spoke through tears, her fists closed in front of her. "It's someone else; a man. Victor's chasing him, hunting him." Her eyes were closed as Logan dropped next to her.
"Rogue, can you see who it is?"
"No. I don't...I can't...." Rogue could see it all again, and she could feel the pain coursing through her. "Victor can't see anything but Jubilee crying, because of this man. He's caught in the blood rage, and he's trying to kill him." She shook violently, wrapping her arms around herself and choking back sobs.
"Ssssh, ssh." Logan pulled her into his arms. "Calm down, please."
"Logan, I think it was a premonition." She whispered. "I think this is going to happen. But I don't know what's going to happen."