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Author's Note: Another chapter, just as promised! More are on the way, but, I don't know that I will be able to finish it this weekend. I will do what I can, but, I can't promise much! Anyway, here is Chapter Seven! Enjoy!
"Oh, God!" Jean breathed, placing a hand to her chest. A chorus of screams echoed from there, then silenced. Once everything became more or less quiet, Jean looked up, and identified the object that she had smacked in to. "Ororo?!" she screamed, her tone both frantic, and relieved.
"Jean?" came Ororo's equally surprised response. "Scott?" she asked, catching sight of the man. "What in the world are you guys doing?"
"Well, we could ask you two the same thing," Scott replied, taking a moment to glance at Kurt.
"Yes, vell..." Kurt trailed, deciding to leave it up to his girlfriend.
"We heard some strange noises," Ororo informed Jean and Scott, picking up where Kurt had so eloquently left off. "We were just off to investigate, or, find the Professor. Which ever way we could work it."
Jean nodded. "Well, then, you can come with us," she offered. "We're on our way to find Professor Xavier, ourselves."
At hearing Jean's words, Ororo's head shot up, alarmed. "Why? What happened?" Her tone was frantic, as she darted her head back and forth, between her two friends. Jean sighed, and Scott shrugged, as Ororo's eyes came to rest on him. Ororo looked back at Jean, and inquired, again. "What's wrong, Jean?"
"I'm not sure, yet," the other woman concluded. "Let's just find the Professor." With her words, Jean brushed past Ororo and Kurt, and continued down the hallway.
Ororo looked up, once again, at Scott, and raised her eyebrows., silently asking what was happening. Again, Scott shrugged, and Ororo rolled her eyes. Turning back around, she made her way around Kurt, and caught up with Jean, who had reached the middle of the hallway.
"Jean," Ororo whispered. She didn't really know how to approach the subject of Jean's dream, as she had never had cause to ask, before. "Jean, what happened in your dream?"
Jean sighed, again, but, she didn't turn around to face her friend. She just continued down the hallway.
"Jean?"
"I really don't feel like playing Twenty Questions, right now, Ororo," Jean replied, flatly.
"Neither do I," said Ororo, pointedly. "I just want to know -."
"I think that something terrible is about to happen." Jean swallowed, hard. "I think that the students are in danger."
-o-o-
John and Bobby burst through the girls' bedroom door, after having tried to break through for at least seven or eight minutes. The door had been locked, so the two boys had to fight their way to get through it. When they finally got inside, Bobby moved to turn on the bedroom light, which was, for some odd, unknown reason, turned off. However, when his fingers flicked on the light switch, nothing happened. Upon closer inspection, Bobby discovered that the lightbulb that had been inside of the light, itself, had been shattered.
"Party games," Bobby thought to himself, silently, thinking about the proclaimed Girl's Night In, which, if he remembered correctly, was taking place that night.
John slid in front of Bobby, who was standing a few feet in front of the first of two beds, and began looking around. He checked in between the beds, on either side, and under them, every time coming up empty. Turning back to Bobby, John shrugged, a bewildered look covering his face.
"They aren't here," John informed his boyfriend, with another small shrug.
A confused look crossed Bobby's features, before he began to inquire. "Are you sure?"
Before John could confirm his answer, the bedroom door began to swing closed, and someone screamed. This, in turn, caused John and Bobby to scream, and grab on to one another's arms, as a long stick became visible, along with four figures masked by the darkness. The stick was swung at them, just missing John's head, and the two boys stumbled backward, and hit the ground.
"Stop!" came a female voice, which was followed by a bright burst of light. "John? Bobby? What are you guys doing in here?"
Bobby looked up, and blinked his eyes, twice, to adjust to the light. When the figure holding the flashlight came in to view, Bobby scoffed.
"Kitty!" Bobby shifted his gaze, and tried to make out the individual with the stick. "Jubilee! What do you think that you are doing?"
Jubilee looked a little embarrassed, as she shifted from left, to right, and back, again. She lowered the stick to the ground, and Bobby realized that it was a broom.
"Sorry, guys," came Rogue's voice. "We just - ."
"Lost your minds?" John suggested, cutting Rogue off. "Who did you think we were?"
"What would be more like it," Terma threw in, timidly.
John and Bobby exchanged a quick glance, and looked back up, at the four girls.
"What are you talking about?" Bobby questioned.
The four girls looked at one another, quickly, and Jubilee took the floor.
"There was something in here, earlier." She paused. "A cat."
John smirked. "A cat?" he asked, his voice lined with laughter. "You got out the heavy artillery over a cat?"
"It wasn't just a cat," Rogue informed John, growing rather annoyed by his teasing. "According to Terma, it was a leopard."
"A leopard?" Bobby asked. "Are you sure?"
"Would we lie about something like that?"
"I suppose not. But, why did you stay here? Why didn't you go to the Common Room?" Bobby looked at each of the girls, and stared back at Rogue.
"Or, maybe, to one of the X-Men?" John replied, with another smirk. Bobby swatted John's right arm, without leaving the locked gaze of his ex-girlfriend.
Rogue shuffled her feet, a little. "Honestly, we were afraid to go anywhere." She looked from Bobby, to John, and back to Bobby, again. "But, with you guys here, we could probably go somewhere, if you wanted to."
Bobby shook his head. "Maybe in a little while. I know that it is against the rules, but, if it would make you guys feel any better, John and I could stay here for the rest of the night."
"We could?" John asked, before being swatted across the right arm, again.
"Yes, we could," Bobby replied. "So, girls, what do you say? Do you want us to stay here, or, will you be alright on your own?"
The girls shared yet another round of glances, before making a silent agreement. Rogue smiled, and Jubilee picked up the conversation.
"As long as you don't mind sleeping on the floor."
Author's Note: I hated having to put both sections in to the same chapter, but, I couldn't split them apart, without the first part being too short. However, there will not be much more of the several sections per chapter from here on. After this, most of the chapters will be in regular story form, not jumping around like they have been. Anyway, thanks for reading! I hope that you enjoyed it! Another chapter will be up, soon! As always, I look forward to your kind words! Until the next chapter...