Anybody reading out there? (echoes a few times in the empty room) Wait! Do I see a hand out there? No, thats just my shadow. Sigh. On with the fic!

Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men for crying out loud! But I want an elf!

Chapter Six

More Assignments for Jennifer

Jennifer unlocked the warehouse door, grocery bags in hand.

"Hey Andrew! Can you help me with these!" she called up the steps.

Nightmare appeared at the top of the stairs but made no move to help her with the bags.

"Fine, I do it myself," Jennifer muttered as she trudged up the steps and set her purchases on the counter and began putting them away.

Nightmare sat down on the edge of the table, watching Jennifer's every move.

"What?" Jennifer snapped as she put some milk in the fridge.

"You don't make much noise when you move," Nightmare rasped. "You've gotten better. Almost good enough to shadow some one for me."

"Who?" Jennifer asked over her shoulder as she restocked the cabinets.

"The leader of the X-Men, Scott Summers," Nightmare snickered.

"Why?" Jennifer asked, puzzled with her new assignment.

"Because we wouldn't want anything to happen to him, now would we?" Nightmare told her, shaking with pent up laughter.

Uhhhh! Sinister! Gonna beat up Scott! Gonna beat up Scott! Mwuhahahaha! Sorry, short chapter.