A/N: Okay people this might be the last chapter. I don't know where I'm going; I don't have a clue in hell. So if you wanna send me ideas at lilmonkey425@aol.com or tell me them here. ::Shrug:: It's all up to you guys right now... for me... I'm done because I don't have anymore. If you want an adventure tell me about it! This was just supposed to be an alternate way for Jubes and Wolvie to meet.

Again, I don't own these folks!

Chapter Three



It was her head that was aching this time, no more of her arms and her nose. The lights in the

room were too bright, the bed she was lying on too worn. There was no Mom and Dad, no

comforting voice. But there was a rough hand. It trailed across her forehead with a damp cloth,

only leaving irritating wetness behind.


she whispered. I want my mother The wetness ceased, and her hand reached up.

Oh, I have a headache.


Okay, so he really didn't know what to do or say. He thought the wet cloth was helping, but he

had never been the nursing type of guy. Logan had bandaged her head in white gauze, but a lot of

blood had already seeped through. He really didn't know what to do.


it s'alright, yer gonna be fine. But in fact, he really didn't know. The wound on her

head wasn't healing; he could smell it.

So he decided on bringing her to a near-by hospital. It wasn't like he was going to leave the

young girl there and then just take off; he just wanted to get her back to her regular healthy self.

Although he didn't know what she would do he didn't know if she was a mutant, which made

it potentially difficult to stay with her. I'll get her to her parents.', and with that decision he

called a taxi. She needed a hospital.


Logan wrapped her in three blankets and hefted her once again into her arms. The taxi was

already waiting when he reached the doors of the hotel.


She called. It was a whisper, but an urgent whisper. Dad, my head hurts really

bad, she said. But her whispers were fading; her whimpering was increasing.


Within minutes they reached the hospital, he went up to the counter with a brisk pace trying not

to jostle the girl's head. Within another few minutes she was rushed away on a stretcher and he

was set to fill out the paperwork.


***


Name? Shit! He didn't know any of the junk they were asking for these damn papers. He was

making up stuff, but it grew tiresome after a while. Logan couldn't exactly explain he had found

the girl being attacked and took her; he would almost certainly be arrested!


It didn't bother him, but he had vowed the kid safety he would give her it.


***



Mom, it's ONNN, Jubilation Lee was screaming to her mother. Their favorite show was on,

The Cosby Show. It was an old show, where the reruns were on only late at night, but Mrs. Lee

and Jubilee loved it.


Okay, okay here's the popcorn. Her Chinese accent filled the room with recognizable fun.


Laughs ensued, fun began.



This is what mother and daughter lived for, their TV night. Nothing could stop their TV night,

until the man came through the door.


Hey girlies time to diiiie!


***



Jubilee screamed, frightened like no other from her nightmare. She was alone in a white

room. Everything was white. Even the linoleum that covered the floor was almost pure white.


Looking through the window, she saw a nurse. Her hair was blond, her body tiny. Behind her, a

man followed. He was big boned.


Jubilee needed to get out of the bed, he was coming to get her she knew it. Nothing and no one

would get her.


There was an I.V. in her arm, but she didn't care. With a force unknown to even her, she tore the

I.V. right out. It hurt, but it was better than being dead.


She darted right out of the doors that led to her room, passing the killer on the way. It was the

killer, it had to be! People screamed out to her trying to hold her back from the sliding doors that

led to her freedom, but to no avail.


She was on the street, her white hospital gown too thin and too showy. Where were her parents?

Why weren't they here? Coldness wrapped itself around her; her feet felt like ice.


It was nighttime again, the city lights flashed through her head. She was waiting for them Why

weren't they there with her? Oh, all she wanted was her bed. All she wanted was a warm hand in

hers. Someone was supposed be there! Were did everyone go? Frustration took over her body;

tears filled her eyes. Her feet took her aimlessly running, looking for a face. She didn't want to be

alone. Strangers swooned before her; hands groped her. She only wanted to feel safe. Jubilee

wanted to go home.



She started to cry again. The tears kept on coming; trailing alongside her face in the crazy daze. It

was déjà vu yet again as she swiftly ran into an alleyway. A rat skittered around a garbage can, but

Jubilee didn't see it.


Huddling against the wall, she didn't see the man creep up to her. Logan swooped down before

her, crouching in the darkness. I'm not here ta hurt ya, Kid.


She looked at him, her deep blue eyes pressing into his. I'm no kid, she bit out bitterly. Her

dark hair lashed out into her eyes causing the tears to renew.


I'm Logan can I call someone fer ya?


Jubilation. Parents dead. Angrily, she wiped away the tears. Mad, that she had let herself cry.

Ya looked like the killer. That's why I ran.


Alright, well let's head back ta the hospi he never finished.


No! You can't take me back there I won't go! She got up. Already, her legs were flexed to

run.


Wait a minute Darlin'. We don't hafta go back.


she started to sob again. I can't see any more b-b-blood again. She didn't know the

man, she only knew his name. But he was all she had. Sobbing, she slid down the brick wall.


His heart jerked at the sound of her renewed tears. Sabertooth must'a done somethin' real bad.'

Logan reached out to smooth her black hair. Flinching, she pulled away.


Instead of touching her, he gave her time and pushed out his hand. Within moments, she grabbed

his hand.


He didn't know where they were gonna go. She was a kid with her parents dead. He was a man

that didn't have time to love someone. So instead of thinking about it, he pulled Jubilation to her

feet. Letting her lean onto him, he led the way.



Into the unknown.