Chapter 12-Dance of the Dreamscape
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The dreamscape that Jesse knew had changed from the moment he opened his eyes. He marveled at the fact that he had succeeded in getting in again, but, something was not right. First off, Kari was in different clothing than what he remembered. Her usual T-Shirt, jeans and knee length Indian boots were replaced by a dress that he had never seen. Secondly, she was sleeping in the middle of the room he remembered, but the pillows had been replaced by a bed.
He walked over to her, traced the side of her face with his fingers and willed her to open her eyes. She moved, touching his hand and opening her eyes.
"Jesse?" she asked sleepily then backed away.
"Kari, it's me," Jesse tried to stop her from backing off the bed, "I swear it's me."
"How do I know it's you?" she asked, her face full of fear, "You could be him."
Jesse stopped for a second. He had seen this in Shalimar when Ashlocke had played with her head. Ashlocke must have used him to get to her. It was a bit shocking to him to see her that scared, remembering all that they faced in the past. She was not herself.
"Kari, it's me. I swear it's me," Jesse said calmly and softly, "You've known me for about two years now, I first got to know you on vid, when you were running the San Francisco safehouse, you were the one who came into my nightmares to check on me. It's me, Kari, you know it's me."
Kari stared at him, trying to find some logic.
"Kari, I'm not alone," Jesse said, looking up at the visitor to the room.
Logan stepped out of the shadows and put his hand on her wrist.
"Uncle Logan?" she whispered.
"Yes, it's me," he said, "You brought me here."
Kari sat up and took their hands. As she did, her clothing changed. She took a moment and hugged the older man. It was right, it felt like the Logan she knew. She turned to Jesse, hugged him as well, then got off the bed.
"I'm sorry I didn't believe you," she said, her eyes meeting his, "Ashlocke had me thinking he was you."
"I understand, now let's get you out of here," Jesse said, kissing her forehead, "You really cannot stay here."
"Wait, we have to finish him," Kari turned to Logan, "I have a plan."
"No, Kari, we get you out then we get him," Jesse argued, knowing that they had little time.
Logan stopped and looked at her.
"Do you think it will work?" he asked, staring at her, already knowing the plan.
"If she can't finish him, at least she can put him in a place where he can't hurt anyone again, Logan," Kari stretched out her hand, "Let me do it."
"Do what?" Jesse stopped.
Logan took her hand, Kari's eyes slipped out of focus for a moment, then they were joined in the cave. Logan tried to breathe, but Kari's invasion of his mind was enough to take the wind out of him. Jesse was stunned, Kari was usually more gentle.
"I'm sorry, Logan, I had to do it," she said, "She's the only one who can do this."
Jesse turned around as the spirit that Kari summoned stepped out of the shadows.
She was beautiful and strikingly familiar.
"Oh, my god," Jesse said softly as the realization hit him, "You're Jean Gray."
