A/N: Thank you again KatLebeau for reviewing! Sorry I couldn't put any Remy/Rogue-ness in this chapter for you, it just would'n't've fit. I'll try harder. LoL. Hope ya still like this chapter!
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X-Men: Black and White
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Jubilee helped bring Logan into the rec room, then let him flop down on the couch. She stared at him, then looked all around almost in a panic. "Oh man, I hope they couldn't follow us back here...Do you think they saw us?" Jubilee waved a hand in front of Logan's face, seeing him start to doze off and fall to his side on the couch. "Hey, dude, should I like, keep you awake or somethin'?" She frowned, looking at the tranquilizer darts that were still sticking out of his chest and shoulder. Jubilee knelt down, and reached over him, tentatively pulling out the darts and setting them down on the coffee table. She then got up and ran upstairs to tell the Professor what had happened, her heart racing from all the excitement.
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Jean rolled to the side of her bed, reaching out an arm that she expected to fall across Logan's chest. She furrowed her brows, squinting her eyes open when she felt her arm only hitting the mattress. She sat up in bed, looking around the room. Glancing at the clock again, Jean realized it was only about three a.m. 'Where did he go off to?' she wondered, crawling to the edge of the bed and getting up.
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Jean started down the stairs when she heard some quiet talking, and stared curiously when she saw Professor Xavier, Hank, and Jubilee gathered around the couch. She furrowed her brows, approaching them. That's when she saw they were all gathered around Logan, snoring softly sprawled across the cushions. "What's going on?"
Jubilee nearly leapt up and down. "These creepazoids in an alley came after Logan and shot him with tranqs, then I blinded 'em with my pafs and we took off!" the girl told Jean in a spitfire voice that was bearly understandable.
Charles hushed the young girl and looked at Jean who seemed confused. "Young Jubilation here followed Logan out of the mansion, he seemed to be leaving. He was attacked by men in uniform, and Jubilee has claimed they knew his name, well...his other name...Wolverine."
Hank watched as Jean's eyes drifted to the tranquilizer darts on the table. He picked them up, examining them in front of his face for a moment. "These darts must have been packed with a strong sedative to take him down, and he was struck with two."
Jean's eyes were blank for a moment as she thought about what she knew of Logan's tangled past. He had told her about the people after her, but she never truly understood, and all she knew was that Logan was terrified of them catching him. Now she was scared. Before she had only been scared of him leaving her, now she was scared he'd loose his life at their hands. Her brows furrowed in concern as she looked at Logan, then back to Hank. "Is he alright?"
The furred man nodded. "Logan will be fine Jean. He'll just be sleeping a few more hours than the rest of us in the morning."
Jean nodded slowly.
Charles turned to Jubilee as she looked away to hide a yawn. "Why don't you go on to bed Jubilee."
She frowned, rolling her eyes. "Aw, c'mon...how do ya expect me to sleep with all this excitement?!" she squeeled.
Professor Xavier gave her a stern look and she smiled sheepishly and started up the stairs.
"Okay, I'm goin'...sheesh!"
Beast shrugged. "Well, I guess it's back to bed then. We can't learn anything about the strange men with Logan asleep." he turned with a nod to Charles and Jean, then got to all fours and galloped toward the stairs, passing Jubilee.
Professor Xavier started to the elevator, then stopped, turning his head enough so he could see Jean. "I assume you'll be staying with him?" he smiled sympathetically.
She nodded slowly, not really focusing on anything besides Logan as Charles went on his way. She grabbed a blanket off the couch, draping it over Logan. Jean knelt down, pulling off his boots, her brows now furrowed in concentration, trying to figure out who these men were and what they'd want with him. Jean sighed, taking another blanket for herself as she backed up toward the love seat, then flopped down, sinking into the soft cushions.
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Jean groaned as she felt someone shaking her shoulder. She slowly opened her eyes to see Rogue standing over her, a friendly smile on her face.
"Mornin' sugah, sorry tah wake you." she drawled, stepping back from the couch.
Jean sat up, rubbing the back of her neck. The love seat wouldn't have been her first choice for a good night's sleep, but it wasn't too bad. She blinked her eyes, then blearily looked to the couch, expecting to find Logan still asleep. Her eyes shone with fear and she looked up at Rogue. "Where's Logan?"
"Oh, yeah. Hank brought him up tah the infimary early this mornin',"
"Why? What's wrong?!" Jean shot to her feet, looking at her friend nervously.
Rogue smiled. "Nothin's wrong, don't worry Jean. Hank just thought it'd be better tah monitor 'im, just general stuff, make sure there's no side-effects from the sedatives or nothin'."
Jean nodded dimly, running a hand through her hair. "Okay, I'm going to go down there."
Rogue watched as she left, then went on her way to the kitchen. She could tell Jean cared a great deal for Logan, and Rogue knew that if anything happened to Remy she would be just as frantic. Despite her and Remy's constant teasing, she knew that some day she was going to make that boy settle down and once and for all tame the charming Cajun.
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X-Men: Black and White
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Jubilee helped bring Logan into the rec room, then let him flop down on the couch. She stared at him, then looked all around almost in a panic. "Oh man, I hope they couldn't follow us back here...Do you think they saw us?" Jubilee waved a hand in front of Logan's face, seeing him start to doze off and fall to his side on the couch. "Hey, dude, should I like, keep you awake or somethin'?" She frowned, looking at the tranquilizer darts that were still sticking out of his chest and shoulder. Jubilee knelt down, and reached over him, tentatively pulling out the darts and setting them down on the coffee table. She then got up and ran upstairs to tell the Professor what had happened, her heart racing from all the excitement.
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Jean rolled to the side of her bed, reaching out an arm that she expected to fall across Logan's chest. She furrowed her brows, squinting her eyes open when she felt her arm only hitting the mattress. She sat up in bed, looking around the room. Glancing at the clock again, Jean realized it was only about three a.m. 'Where did he go off to?' she wondered, crawling to the edge of the bed and getting up.
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Jean started down the stairs when she heard some quiet talking, and stared curiously when she saw Professor Xavier, Hank, and Jubilee gathered around the couch. She furrowed her brows, approaching them. That's when she saw they were all gathered around Logan, snoring softly sprawled across the cushions. "What's going on?"
Jubilee nearly leapt up and down. "These creepazoids in an alley came after Logan and shot him with tranqs, then I blinded 'em with my pafs and we took off!" the girl told Jean in a spitfire voice that was bearly understandable.
Charles hushed the young girl and looked at Jean who seemed confused. "Young Jubilation here followed Logan out of the mansion, he seemed to be leaving. He was attacked by men in uniform, and Jubilee has claimed they knew his name, well...his other name...Wolverine."
Hank watched as Jean's eyes drifted to the tranquilizer darts on the table. He picked them up, examining them in front of his face for a moment. "These darts must have been packed with a strong sedative to take him down, and he was struck with two."
Jean's eyes were blank for a moment as she thought about what she knew of Logan's tangled past. He had told her about the people after her, but she never truly understood, and all she knew was that Logan was terrified of them catching him. Now she was scared. Before she had only been scared of him leaving her, now she was scared he'd loose his life at their hands. Her brows furrowed in concern as she looked at Logan, then back to Hank. "Is he alright?"
The furred man nodded. "Logan will be fine Jean. He'll just be sleeping a few more hours than the rest of us in the morning."
Jean nodded slowly.
Charles turned to Jubilee as she looked away to hide a yawn. "Why don't you go on to bed Jubilee."
She frowned, rolling her eyes. "Aw, c'mon...how do ya expect me to sleep with all this excitement?!" she squeeled.
Professor Xavier gave her a stern look and she smiled sheepishly and started up the stairs.
"Okay, I'm goin'...sheesh!"
Beast shrugged. "Well, I guess it's back to bed then. We can't learn anything about the strange men with Logan asleep." he turned with a nod to Charles and Jean, then got to all fours and galloped toward the stairs, passing Jubilee.
Professor Xavier started to the elevator, then stopped, turning his head enough so he could see Jean. "I assume you'll be staying with him?" he smiled sympathetically.
She nodded slowly, not really focusing on anything besides Logan as Charles went on his way. She grabbed a blanket off the couch, draping it over Logan. Jean knelt down, pulling off his boots, her brows now furrowed in concentration, trying to figure out who these men were and what they'd want with him. Jean sighed, taking another blanket for herself as she backed up toward the love seat, then flopped down, sinking into the soft cushions.
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Jean groaned as she felt someone shaking her shoulder. She slowly opened her eyes to see Rogue standing over her, a friendly smile on her face.
"Mornin' sugah, sorry tah wake you." she drawled, stepping back from the couch.
Jean sat up, rubbing the back of her neck. The love seat wouldn't have been her first choice for a good night's sleep, but it wasn't too bad. She blinked her eyes, then blearily looked to the couch, expecting to find Logan still asleep. Her eyes shone with fear and she looked up at Rogue. "Where's Logan?"
"Oh, yeah. Hank brought him up tah the infimary early this mornin',"
"Why? What's wrong?!" Jean shot to her feet, looking at her friend nervously.
Rogue smiled. "Nothin's wrong, don't worry Jean. Hank just thought it'd be better tah monitor 'im, just general stuff, make sure there's no side-effects from the sedatives or nothin'."
Jean nodded dimly, running a hand through her hair. "Okay, I'm going to go down there."
Rogue watched as she left, then went on her way to the kitchen. She could tell Jean cared a great deal for Logan, and Rogue knew that if anything happened to Remy she would be just as frantic. Despite her and Remy's constant teasing, she knew that some day she was going to make that boy settle down and once and for all tame the charming Cajun.
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