A/N: This chapter is really, really, really, really, short. And it's kind of weird. I don't really like it that much, but hey, if you do please review!

So here ya go!


"Why is it no matter how much pain the heart endures by holding on,
it refuses to let go?"






Jubilee was cold. In fact, she was freezing. But she smiled to herself as she slept. She

didn't feel the harsh cold against her body; she didn't feel the harsh wind against her

skin. Utter happiness flooded her mind; her mind was dreamless. No dreams clouded

her mind. No bad, no good. It was a blank sleep, her mind felt clear.


In a brief instance, she could feel her sweet presence being shattered. Her body was

being raised into the air; arms were encircling her body. With the new body against her,

she began to hurt. Jubilee felt the cold and what it was doing to her. Softly, she began to

whimper. Not fully conscious, she didn't know that her hurt and pain were betraying her.

She was near crying. The coldness had gone away too soon. There was a blazing heat

that was too insistent. Whoever had picked her body up, was frightfully warm. Her body

felt torn in two.


The arms that encircled her into the heat became tighter around her body. Remembering,

she knew a time when she had felt those arms around her. He was holding her. He was

worried. His muscles were tense and she could tell he was also upset. She didn't want

him upset. She didn't want him.


Him' couldn't solve anything. Him' would only make things worse. There were only

too many unresolved issues; Much more hidden emotions that she didn't want anyone to

see. No one would ever get down there again.


Jubilee didn't want to struggle. The warmness was so much better than the cold;

everything was better in than the cold had been. The whimpering grew old and Jubilee

almost smiled. She could forget with her eyes sealed. Jubilee could forget pretty much

anything. She didn't need anything to sleep to.



Darlin', yer home.


No,

She wasn't.

~~~




There I was, I could see myself from another place then. And there he was, good ol'

Wolvie, carrying my blue body up to the mansion. Yeah, my body was blue. Hell, my lips

were
past blue. I was nearly frozen. And that's why I couldn't leap from his arms like I

wanted to. My bones ached; there was almost a need in me to get away from him. But I

was unable. My body was unable to move. It seemed as if I was frozen in time.


I saw him hug my body close to his, no doubt trying to warm me. He knew. My

breathing was too shallow. I was near death, and who was he to blame that upon? Who

had let me out of their sight?


Why, it was
everyone in the X-mansion. He never thought that maybe I didn't want to be

found; he was the only one could find me. But that wasn't my choice; it's not my fault he

could smell well. And it's not my fault that he could hear well too.


And that's why I'm here now. I'm hoping they couldn't save me I'm hoping that they

won't save me. I'm up somewhere; it almost seems like a shower. It's all foggy, and

steam is rising right before my very eyes. Still, my heart is heavy and it pains me to

stand. There's a door in front of me. But that's foggy too. It's like a shower door.


Have you ever looked at the shower door? Cause while I was in this space, all I could

think of was if I would ever take a shower again. There was just this
door and it bothered

me. My heart dropped to my ankles, a rush of steam whizzed by my body. It was a

moment of sheer, utter panic.


I didn't want to die; I wanted to take a shower again. I
slammed on the shower door' I

needed to get out. I needed to escape this doom that surrounded me.


Then, there was something that was totally indescribable. My body flew into the shower

door', over and over again. There was one more moment that I'll never forget; it was the

most painful thing that I have ever experienced. My soul was in worse agony than it had

ever been before, and my body well, my body it hurt. It hurt a lot.