Author's Note: Here you are, as promised, Chapter 18. It's even on time and all :P. I want to get the next one out to you guys by next Friday, but it may not happen, still have about half of it to go before I can call it good. It will be posted by Saturday night at the very latest.

A Madman's Heart

By Midnight

Part 18

"Jubilee, hunny we are so proud of you." A voice called out, and Jubilee turned to face the voice, her mother, alive and just as beautiful as she could be. She was smiling, holding a camera in one hand and flowers in the other.

"Yes, Graduating, we couldn't be more proud of you." Her father stated as he walked up to her mother and wrapped his arms around Mrs. Lee's waist. They both moved into to give their only daughter a long, loving hug.

"I've got to go, they'll be announcing us soon. I'll see you soon." Jubilee stated with a grin and headed towards the practice gym of Beverly Hill's Prep. She was quickly greeted by friends, the people she had grown up with and had lived her best and worst moment with. The practice gym was plain for a school of its size, banners congratulating the class of 2004 hung over head. But the last minute rehearsal passed in the blink of an eye and the class of some 300 marched their way out to the football stadium lawn. The scoreboard announced the speakers and students as they arrived on stage; a big screen TV captured every moment on stage in brilliant splendor. It was everything an high scholar could hope for on their graduation day and so much more still waited with the after parties and presents.

"And our Valedictorians, Jubilation Lee and Scott Michaels, have a few words to share." The principal stated as the sounds of applause could be heard from a distance. She stood up, her friends and classmates shouting encouragements and whistles as she made her way up to the stage. She smiled brightly to Scott and moved up to the microphone as they had planned. Clearing her throat she looked out over the large crowd of parents and friends. Her parents smiled happily as they watched her from the parental seating section.

"Today is a day many of us will never forget. It's a day where we are ending one stage of our lives and beginning another. Some of us will be going on to college, taking on family jobs and companies, pursuing athletic dreams, or just trying to decided what to do with our new found freedom. We have all worked so very hard to great this day." Jubilee started and smiled over to her parents as they clapped.

"I know that when I was a freshman, high school seemed a never ending day of balancing homework, testing, classes, and a social life. We all learned through the years to…" Jubilee stated, looking at her notes as she gave her speech only pausing when the image of a woman appeared in the back of the rows, to far away to distinguish, yet worrisome all the same. She blinked a few times, trying to clear her sight of the stranger.

A few gasp brought her back to reality as she looked towards the student body. Fingers were pointed as student looked on in shock. Jubilee froze, her eyes lowering to see that her hand, no her whole body, was glowing a light pink. She opened her mouth to let out a scream, but nothing greeted her, only silence and whispers. The glowing multiplied into a vast array of greens, pinks, yellow, and purples that colored the whole football stadium.

'Kill them, kill them all.' a voice whispered, chanted as she felt something pour into her, through her, and finally it built until it could be contained no more. She held her head in her hands as the voice grew in size and strength.

'Kill the retched vermin, not worthy of this life.' The voice was screaming her head before she felt the power being poured into her top out and then over flow out of her and through the crowd. People froze, not entirely sure of what they were feeling, almost like the whole stadium had been filled with static electricity. Her speech, half burned, started to float to the ground as the puffs flowed out of her in wave after wave of destruction.

The whole stadium was decimated in moments; the people barely had a moment to move. The blast didn't stop there, no; it traveled, taking out all of Beverly Hills and a small chunk of the surrounding suburbs.

When the blast cleared, Jubilee found she couldn't breath. All that was left of her graduation was a large black charred piece of land. The lady was left though, and she was closer. Lavender eyes followed her every movement as the lady drew closer, until she stood next to Jubilee.

"If you fall, then nothing will stop you. Kill them, kill them all." The voice whispered and let out a bitter laugh as the world around Jubilee fell away. Darkness swallowed her as she screamed and screamed. She screamed in pain, anger, fear, sorrow, and something else that she couldn't quite understand… triumph?

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Jubilee chocked back a sob as she awoke, the dream still clinging to her. She took a few startled gasps before the world around her came into focus. The florescent lighting gave her a large tip off to where she was. Her hands and feet were still restrained and her whole body felt like it was on fire. She rolled her head to the side as she tried not to get sick.

"Good, you're awake, I was beginning to think our last little test was to much for you." A voice stated, a doctor, or a person in a lab coat. From his profile she was betting on a researcher, definitely not Sinister.

"Who… are you?" She croaked out, her mouth dry and numb. The person smiled and rolled a cart over to where she was held down.

"My name is Dr. Ramous. Just to shorten the questions you are in a lab and Dr. Essex will be returning shortly." Ramous stated as he picked up a syringe and gave it a flick to test for air bubbles. A little bit of green liquid rushed out of the syringe and Jubilee cringed, definitely something she didn't want going into her.

"Oh, don't worry my dear, that won't be till much latter. Ramous, what were the molecular results?" Sinister asked as he walked into the room. Jubilee glared at him, well as much as she could from the table. He was wearing a simple white lab coat over his usual outfit of blue and red spandex, minus the cape. 'Must have left it in his other pants.' Jubilee thought as she followed the two men's movement across the lab.

"Good, the bonds are holding in place, they are multiplying at least four times faster then expected. At this rate she'll be ready for the fourth dose in a week at most." Ramous stated flipping through various charts and Sinister grinned.

"Hear that my dear, our lab time is almost over. Soon you'll get some real world testing." Sinister stated walking over to where she laid. Jubilee rolled her eyes and turned her head fully towards him.

"Oh, and we were just getting comfy, I'm still waiting for my mocha-latte… what no Starbucks, water will do." Jubilee stated and grinned sarcastically at him. He turned and ran his hands over the various tools on the cart. Jubilee's attention followed his hand and she felt her stomach clench. Along the various tools were a handsaw, scapula, and a dozen or so syringes.

"I don't think you will be keeping to much down for a while after we finish up today."

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"You don't know where she is…" Those were words Remy never wanted to tell the large man in front of him. Sure if push came to shove, Remy was pretty sure he could take a sane Creed, but the look in Creed's eyes was far from sane and more like an animalistic version of a protective beast.

"Remy knows who she's with, but not exactly sure where." He stated and Creed's hands balled up as if he wanted to hit something.

"How long ago?" Creed asked, pushing past the unexpected rage and narrowed a look at Remy. Remy took a drag of his cigarette, looking as if nothing was wrong to the casual observer. Creed ignored the outward expression, Remy was nervous, worried, and a little of something else that made Creed frown. He wasn't exactly scared from the smell Creed could pick up, not for himself anyways. Both men had a good idea what was waiting for Jubilee, but not a solid idea and that gave Creed a reason to worry.

"Two days got her tracked down to outside of town, enough warehouses and places to hide that it makes this difficult." Remy stated and pulled out a few pieces of paper with addresses on them. Creed growled and Remy handed them over, semi ignoring Creed's stance.

"The first one's to the north, enough space to store a military base, but nothing's been seen near it. The second one has access to the ocean and the space needed for a lab." Remy stated and Creed flipped through the pages, he's shoulder tightened as he looked at some of the places. Most were warehouse buildings like Remy said, but the last two made the hair on his neck stand straight up. Both were old military bases, one the U.S.'s and one had been a Brazilian government compound meant to hold what they called dangerous mutants. The thing had been abandoned for years after a particularly dangerous mutant killed over half the staff and tied the rest of them to the wall with something gooey, at least that's what the file stated.

"First one's got an airstrip long enough to land a commercial plane, but the second has security that would make most thief's balls itch. If she was taken to the first one…" Remy let the sentence drop off, but what was left in the air both of them knew. If they used that airstrip, it would be next to impossible to find her soon enough. One day in Sinister's hands was more then Creed ever wanted the pup to be there, let alone the week it would take to figure out where they went.

"You thing your skills are up to par?" Creed asked as he stared the younger man in the eyes. Remy's red on black eyes flashed with anticipation for a second before the bit of smile entered his eyes.

"It'd take more den this to stop me." Remy stated with a smiled.

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"What's that do?" Jubilee asked, her head spinning as the last round of painkillers wore off. Ramous glanced over at her then followed her glaze to on of the surgical instruments on the table.

"It's a surgical laser." Ramous stated before going back to the blood samples they took from here some time ago. Jubilee tried to read what he was writing, but the combination of painkillers and small handwriting only served to give her a worse headache.

"What's it do?" She asked and Ramous continued writing before looking over at her.

"It removes and destroys various things without harming other tissues." He stated and turned his attention back to the samples. Jubilee looked around the room, thankful her head was not spinning as much, and her eyes still felt unfocussed though. The place was simple, overhead lighting, but dimmed down and replaced mostly by side lamps. The floor was concrete and the walls were a weathered wood look, warehouse or something like that, her mind didn't truly care.

"What about that thing? Do anything special?" She asked as she rolls her head to look over at him.

"It's a suture kit, binds wounds." He stated and Jubilee grinned likely. "Enough questions." They had been playing Q&A for the better part of an hour, or so Jubilee thought. Her concept of time was long distorted. She wasn't sure how long she had even been in this place. A week, a day, her only clue was a clock on the wall that, even that she held no faith in. Some of the tension went out of his shoulders after a few minutes of silence.

"Whatcha doing?" The tension was back, he looked like he wanted to hit something or run screaming from the door. He paused for a second then took a deep breath.

"It's a Toxemia analysis." He stated, not bothering to look at her.

"What it do?" She asked in her little girl voice. She learned about ten minutes in that he didn't like thinking of her as a person, rather a lab specimen. Specimens don't talk. SO since he helped destroy her illusion of freedom, then she might as well crush this little illusion of his.

"It checks for toxin's in your blood stream, makes sure no bacteria got in your system." He stated as he slide a sample under the microscope.

"What did you give me? That stuff looked rather toxic in it's own right." She asked, her eyes coming into focus. The guy wasn't bad looking, if he got out in the sun and took a few hours rest.

"It was an immuno suppressant, targeted for your white blood cells." He stated as he turned a few knobs on the microscope.

"Oh, sounds bad, shouldn't I worry about getting sick?" Jubilee asked, sincerely she wanted to know, but she put a little sarcasm in the question that made him cringe. He was getting mad, maybe she would get something about what she was doing here.

"No, the DNA Sinister injected you with is working against it, your building up a resistance to it." He stated as he smirked at the microscope, obviously finding something he liked.

"How's that one working out? Is it normal or something? Like you get the small pox vaccine to fight off the thing? Does this mean I'll never have to worry about the common cold? Cause that would be cool, I hate getting sick. You know, the whole sniffles and sore throat that leads to hours of coughing, plus a whole stuffy stuff." Jubilee rambled on and looked over to him when she was done.

"Normal in a sense, but more abnormal at this rate. Sinister came up with a genius formula to combine certain DNA strands in order to…" Ramous started but stopped when footsteps could be heard.

"Mr. Ramous, I assume that the samples are done." Sinister's voice came from the left of her, across from Ramous. He nodded and sat the slide on the counter top, he was back in professional mode, and her information pumping was now postponed till Sinny left the room. That guy is a serious pain in the ass in Jubilee's mind.

"Yes, everything is going perfectly. The strands attacked at their proper places, plus her body's increasing white blood cell production to make up for the one's destroyed with the drugs." Ramous stated and handed over a clipboard to Sinister. Sinister looked it over and smiled slightly at Jubilee.

"I see the painkillers wore off. How do you feel?" Sinister asked as he made his way over to the table. Jubilee would have scouted over if the bonds hadn't made it impossible to move. He checked her pulse among another things while she stared up at the ceiling, trying not to move around too much.

"I feel peachy, Sinister. Mr. Sinister… what kinda name is that. I mean did your mom just decided to call you a fucked up nick name, or did you, like, go through the dictionary for hours deciding on the perfect name for yourself. Sociopath and psychopath are kinda categories, so I'm guessing sinister was just like crying out to you." Jubilee asked, blaming the drugs for the questions… that's right, it's all those awful drugs fault. Sinister lost his grin and looked at her seriously for a second.

"Mr. Heart underwent this same procedure we're using on you. You could call it a test subject. He wasn't nearly as successful as you have been. In fact, the combination of energy increasions and his morphing rate left him into something that matched his mental state perfectly." Sinister stated as he flipped through the charts and watched as Jubilee's expression went from anger, to disgust, to fear before settling on anger.

"You really are a sick bastard. What, you didn't get enough toys to play with as a kid." Jubilee stated and glared at him, her anger and fear out weighting her fear and worry at the moment. Sinister only smiled before picking up another syringe. The green tinge caught her eyes and all her courage washed away. She struggled for a moment, the bonds held her firmly in place. In the end she could only watch as Sinister injected the formula into her arm.

"There, all done, how are you feeling?" Sinister asked as he checked her pupils. Ramous looked at him nervously and started to back up the samples and notes he had taken.

"I've got a secret you need to know." Jubilee whispered as her body began to shake.

"Then do share." Sinister stated as he checked her pulse and then turned his attention towards Ramous. "We'll be leaving in a few moments."

"Before I…" Jubilee had to choke back the bile that was filling her throat, everything in her body was burning, not just her hands, but also every inch of her. "Before I die, I plan on making sure you follow me to hell."

"Pretty words from such a young girl. You won't die, my dear Jubilation, in fact I'm willing to bet you live a long, long, full life." Sinister stated before turning and leaving, Ramous following closely.

Jubilee bit back the screams as the pain went from a throb to a roaring ache. Her eyes went out of focus, then back in and then back out. Something flashed before her eyes, and for a second, the room seemed to be a constant movement of colors, energy flowed from one object to another. She blinked and the colorful display was gone, but instead she noticed that the metal of her bonds were melting.

'Adamantium can't melt…' Jubilee thought as her eyes rolled back in her head. The Adamantium wasn't melting, it was the steel beneath her, the iron lock the held the bindings below her, the table beside her. Everything with in a few feet was melting like wax on a hot summer day. She took a deep breath and suddenly she felt it, the molecules in the metal beneath her, beside her, above her, they were everywhere. And they were speeding up; they were going so fast they created a blur of colors. The image created hurt to look at, but was to impressive to ignore by turning away, besides where would she turn away too.

"Beautiful." Was all she could whisper before the world around her exploded into a violent storm of energy?

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"Stupid, fucking idea." Gambit stated as he walked through the pipe, large enough for him to stand, but he still had to crouch other wise he would touch the top of the pipe.

"You were the one who wanted to break in." Creed's voice came in over the earpiece and Gambit turned a corner as he made his way to the military complex. He had to duck as a low pipe came into view and finally gave up trying to see with out the flashlight. Turning the thing revealed more then Gambit ever cared to see, though he had seen worse before.

"Knocking on the front door and asking if Petit' could play wasn't exactly an opportunity." Gambit stated as he walked through the pipes, every once in a while he would stop and look at the map he brought along. He was careful to watch his footing, the pipes may not have been used for a decade, but they were still slippery.

"Gambit … she's not in there." Creed's voice stated and Gambit frowned. He looked up when he heard something ahead, almost like the sounds of mice scratching along the metal.

"And why you t'ink that?" He asked as he looked ahead at the piping. At first he thought it was a distortion of light, the six inch thick steel couldn't bend like that. The sound was getting closer and Gambit swung the flash light towards the pipe on his right and saw a good dozen rats rushing towards him. Chills ran up his spine as he side stepped the rats and looked ahead to see the steel twisting. He was already a good half way to the next intersection of piping when Creed came back over the intercom.

"She just blew up a good portion of the coast… Fuck, get out of there." Creed stated and anything else he had to say was lost in a wave of static. Gambit speed up to a full out run when the steel only a few yards behind him buckled and groaned. He took one of the last turns before he would be out when the steel buckled above him and the pipe collapsed.

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Gambit opened his eyes to the sounds of someone cussing enough to make a sailor blush. He started to roll his shoulder, but groaned in pain. His shoulder was dislocated, in terms of what could have happened, he got luck.

"Fucking Cajun, how the hell did you get down there?" Creed asked as he pulled the last bits of debris away and narrowed his eyes at the metal wall.

"Some people just get lucky. D'ink you can bust through this?" Remy asked as he ran his hand over the smooth metal and came away with some gunky slime. He resisted the urge to wipe it on his pants the groaned as he felt it under his legs.

"Maybe, don't move." Creed stated as he tore at the edges of the pipe, only to find the thing was fused. After a few seconds of tugging and using his claws, Creed was able to open a hole large enough to pull Gambit out.

"What de hell happened?" Gambit asked as he took a few breaths of fresh air. Creed glanced at him, letting him know how stupid of a question it was before looking around the area. "I don't want to be around when your luck runs out Cajun, you owe to much."

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The world around her was so cold and her body ached as if had been rolled over harshly by a rolling pin hundreds of times. The ache didn't bother her; it let her know that she was alive, that she had to be okay if her body still registered the pain. What did bother her was the cold. Memories of the night in New York flashed through her mind and she waited for the pain. The pain of her aching body being stretched once more to hold all the remaining power.

Instead she found nothing, after long moments of waiting, nothing happened. She opened her eyes and realized the room had collapsed around her; rubble blocked her view of anything outside of the building, all light. Then how did she know it was rubble around her?

Truth was Jubilee may not have seen the rubble, but she could feel it. Feel the way the molecules in the concrete and steel beams moved around her, almost like the static on the television turned to real low volume. She raised her hand slowly and mustered as much strength as she could find to let off a few pafs.

She was tucked in a crevice that the falling debris made… No the shape was too perfect, too oval. It held her body like a lose glove, allowing her some movement, but not much. Did she create a shield when she exploded? Or did she just get lucky? She pressed her hand to her forehead as a sharp pain ran through her brain. She was thinking too much and her brain was too tired to provide the energy need for the action. That and something in the back of her mind was making long scratching sounds.

A light shined through the metal and concrete that surrounded Jubilee. Something fuzzy hit her shoulder and Jubilee realized for the first time that her clothes were more lacking then there. By the grace of some god she had enough on to be decent at a beach, but she suddenly wanted the old familiar feel of her trench coat. She chocked back a laugh at the fact that an enemy could be coming through the debris to get her and all she worried about was her clothing.

The hole was larger by the time she turned to look at it, almost enough to fit her head through. The paws were making quick work of moving the debris, but she could see the red that painted every stone the claws pulled away. A muzzle bumped into her shoulder and she moved her hand to let a handful of sparks fly.

"Look, Lassie, go bother someone else." She stated and was about to let the sparks fly when she saw the eyes. A shining emerald greeted her eyes then they shifted into a soft, pale green before settling on a forest green as the teeth grabbed onto the remains of a sleeve of her PJ's.

"David? How…" Jubilee started to ask then felt the wolf pull her from the oval shaped protection. The debris around them was settling as he dragged her from the pile. The sounds of groaning concrete and steel worried her as David drug her further and further. Every few minutes she would try to help but David would growl at her the second she started to move. It felt like they had been going up forever before light hit her face. It wasn't the sunlight she had been waiting for, but rather soft moonlight. David dragged her over to a patch of concrete and a blanket.

"What are you doing here David. Shouldn't you be in a New York?" She asked as he changed back into his human form. The transformation always grossed her out at the same time it interested her. The fur seemed to change into water and flow back into his skin as his bones reshaped and snapped to bend the opposite way and then reform into a human body. Once upon a time she had thought he only had one form, a half cat shaped man, but in the months she spent with him in Sinister's lab she had learned differently. He could change into seven different forms that she knew of, including a large wolf like creature.

"New York got boring, I came to make sure you were okay. Not quite what I had in mind when I thought you were hiding." David stated and Jubilee turned away to hide a blush as he tugged on a pair of shorts and a holey shirt. He smiled and grabbed the blanket to wrap her in.

"Yeah, well, Sinister wanted to see me light up Broadway." Jubilee stated and rolled her shoulders trying to work out the kinks, but winced in pain, her body was still sore. David frowned at her before sitting down and leaning against an upright slab of concrete.

"How bad you hurt?" He asked as wrapped an arm around her shoulders to hold her upright.

"On a scale of one to ten, I feel like shit." She stated and he let out a bark of laughter.

"Can't be to bad if you're makin' jokes." David stated. "Lebeau and Creed will be back in a hour or so. They went to get some wheels and stuff." David told her and she smiled slightly.

"They left me alone with you, I'm shocked." She stated and David looked away from her. Rolling her eyes, Jubilee placed a hand on his chin. "Dude, I was joking." She stated and he gave a quick smile before focusing his attention to the side. The silence stretched on and Jubilee shifted, and then rested her head on his shoulder. David stiffened then turned and looked at her.

"You know, when I was a kid, my mom use to take me and Shawn up in her arms and watch the sunset. It's one of the few memories I have of her." David stated and looked straight ahead. Jubilee watched his profile before looking to see what caught his eye, nothing.

"I was older then Shawn, by a grand total of three minutes and ten seconds. I would always throw it in his face to get my way as a kid. I was older, but he was the responsible one. The one who made sure we had enough money for school, and after mom died, he made sure we could survive. He ran errands between the street thugs and merchants. I would help, but I got in trouble more often then I helped, but Shawn would pull me out, watch my back. He told me it was what brothers do." David stated in a distant voice, Jubilee frowned at him, trying to figure out why he was sharing this with her, but gave up. She simply accepted the fact he was.

"We were down on luck, a couple of the thugs made a bad deal, tried to blame me and Shawn. I made the dumb mistake of trying to fight them. I got beat, badly, broken nose, the works. Shawn freaked, something changed in him and he just started attacking. His powers emerged and he practically ripped them to shreds." David turned and looked Jubilee in the eye before resting his forehead on top of her head. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Blue eyes met the intense green emeralds and David closed his eyes before continuing.

"Not to long later the rest of the thugs caught up with us and my powers emerged. Shawn thought it would happen; he always did have the book smarts out of us. Something to do with twins, same genetics. He never told me how much it hurt. Everything twisted at once, like I was stuck in a laundry mat dryer. It hurt a lot, things bending that weren't meant to bend. I don't remember much of the fight, just the we were both covered in blood." David stated and rolled his head so that he looked out into the sky, focusing on the memories rather then the things around him.

"Your first kill?" Jubilee asked in a soft voice as she listened, and felt rather then heard him say yes.

"We made it through the next couple of weeks, the months, but about a year later we ran into trouble. Sinister dug us out, literally. FOH thought it would be funny to bury us alive in an old bomb shelter. Sinister gave us a home, a job, and safety for the first time in long time. We were both thankful in our own rights, but Shawn was leery of the place."

"By the fifth or so job we were suppose to bring in this little girl, cute little thing, soft red hair that seemed to fade into yellow. Sinister wanted her alive for something, we never asked. I kinda wish I had, might have changed what went wrong." David whispered as he played with the zipper of the blanket, his brows pressed together as if trying to understand something.

"What happened?" Jubilee asked, half knowing, but wanting to understand the mystery between the two brothers. David looked at her for a second then gave a bit of a smile.

"We got cocky, girl was barely 13 and had no powers that we could tell. I was about to grab her when something went wrong, she turned around and looked at me like I was the strangest thing she had ever seen in her life. I was in my half cat form, so it surprised me; no fear was coming off her. She started screaming, not the scared type of scream, but one that hurt the ears. Shawn must have noticed something before me, he tackled her from behind and she turned her attention on him." David paused and rested his face in his hands for a second before looking at Jubilee. The bright green caught blue off guard as he fought to control his emotions.

"He started screaming, Jubes, screaming like I had never heard before. It was like he was breaking and his screams were the only thing that kept him whole. He was like that for a few moments, and then he just stopped. The little girl had passed out; she must have used all her energy up on him. He was silent a lot longer then he screamed, but his eyes spoke volumes. He looked so sad and confused. I've never seen him like that; he was always the strong one. The one who made sure we got through to the next day and then the next. He just started laughing, couldn't stop until I finally knocked him out. The laughs were just too desperate, too uncontrolled, not like Shawn." David told her and turned his eyes back to the sky, but not before she saw them shift to sea green, he was hurting.

"If I had known that your brother would pay for you helping me leave, then I would have escaped on my own. I'm so sorry David." Jubilee started, her mask fell away and she suddenly felt so very tired, soulfully tired.

"NO, Shawn died that day Jubilee. Shawn died when Sinister sent us out on a mission he wanted us to lose. Sinister killed the body, but what made Shawn him was already gone." David almost yelled at her, his fingers digging into her upper arm as he turned her to face him. "It's not your fault, nor mine. Essex is to blame, for you hurt and mine. Promise me you'll get past this."

"I don't know if I can. He told me a week or so, or else who knows how I'll end up." Jubilee stated, tears burning in her eyes and David pulled her into a tight hug. She hesitated for a second before wrapping her arms around him and burying her head into his shoulder, holding back the tears with everything she was. He rubbed his hand up and down her back as the first few sobs broke from her and rested his head on her shoulder, allowing the few tears of his to be soaked up by the blanket. It took her a while to calm down enough that the she wasn't shaking, but she still held on to him tightly.

"We'll get through it. We're heading back to New York. There's a friend I want you to meet. She may help." David whispered as he watched headlights come into view. She nodded and turned her head slightly. "We'll get through it and burn the bastard."