JUBILEE AND JUBILATION

PART FIFTEEN

GETTING TO KNOW YOU

After Nick gave them some final instructions, he left. Frosty then said, "Well Jubilee, time to test out the guards. It's almost two o'clock and we better leave now if were going to get your dress for your date with Logan."

That had been mention last night but it obviously wasn't caught by the students. It was now though.

"The Chicka asked him. Uh-Oh."

"That's right Angelo, your vacations belong to me now. And I will work you to the bone. Don't think I won't."

"NOOOO!" was the cry from the room. Emma just laughed evilly, something she does well.

As I explained the bet to the others that weren't here last night. The captain asked "what kind of mad house did we get our selves trapped in?"

"A family." I replied. Everyone else was to busy laughing their assess off at the plight of the other students.

Sergeant Colliff spoke up. "Sir there's a problem." All laughter ceased as attention was brought to her. "What is it?"

"Um," she said on the spot "The files we have on the X-Men staying in the school came."

"So what's the problem?"

"You don't have the clearance nessicery for them. All need at least Alpha Level clearance, The man named Bishop, Mr. Sean Cassidy, Miss Emma Frost, Miss Betsy Braddock, and Miss Jean Grey need Omega Level Clearance, and the Mr. Logan file, uh, it says only the head of Shield can open his file sir."

"That makes sense." I said.

The captain looked at me, puzzled and said "Who the hell are you people, that's, four Alpha's, five Omega's and a guy that only the Director can open his file? Sergeant Braks" he said another man snapped to attention, "Get me director Fury. If he's the only one who can open the files, we need him to do so." Yes Sir."

They got Nick on the phone. A video phone, so we could watch the entertainment.

"Sir."

"Yes captain. Is there a problem already?" he sighed.

"With the X-Men's files sir."

"What's the problem? I was told you got them."

"Yes Sir. We did Sir. The problem is I don't have the necessary clearance to open any of the files. Four need Alpha Level, five need Omega Level, and one only you have the ability to open Sir."

"Shit. I forgot about that. I am sending a code to open those files. Read them memorize them, then delete them. Logan," he said addressing Wolvie, "you don't know how much I hate you're fucking file. Any time any one wants to look at it, I get dragged out of something important. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm late to meet the president. God there are times I hate this fucking job." And he hung up.

As they moved around the portable console, I said to Frosty "I think we're going to have to delay our shopping trip a bit. My entourage needs to be brought up to speed."

"Yes, if it takes to long, we might have to go tomorrow, or, maybe we'll just get the dress to come to us."

"If it's all the same Frosty, I'd rather go out."

"Fine dear, fine. It was only a thought."

"The files are now open Sir." Sergeant Colliff said. I really need to learn their first names I thought. Hey I didn't do much in their heads but scan their surface thoughts as they thought them. I didn't go any deeper. I just wanted to know if I could trust them.

"What the? How the hell is that possible?" Oh this should be good. Only three seconds into reading the files and they were already shocked. I was going to be entertained for a while. The other were thinking similar thoughts. Hey if someone decides to read your life story, you might as well enjoy their reactions.

"Mr. Logan."

"Yah?"

"Your service record starts before World War One? How is that possible?"

"If they have a record on his mutation, which I'm positive they do, you'll se how it's possible. He has a healing factor that has slowed his aging to a crawl. For all anyone knows he could be hundreds if not more years old." Henry explained.

"Oh." And he went back to reading the file. They asked many questions. And had out right had panic attacks as they were told after reading the part about the Phoenix Force that Jean was possessed by it again, then they were told not to worry so much, it was to afraid of me to act out like that again, which just made them more nervous.

After six hours and forty nine minutes of reading, hey I did time it, it was fun, they finished, and deleted the files. "You people," the captain began "Live lives of utter insanity. God almighty, your files read like something out of a science fiction thriller, complete with time travel, space travel and the threat from dimension 69. "

"Yes," Betsy laughed "It's been interesting. What was the line, 'Welcome to the real world'? Well your going to get to see thing most people only dream of."

"Or have nightmares about." Wolvie added.

"Nightmares are dreams too you know." Betsy chided.

"That's true." Henry qurpt.

"Well now that you've gotten to know us, how about we get to know you?" I said.

"Huh?" was the reply from about three of them.

"Fair's Fair. You got to know us through the files, but all we know is the rank and last name of three of you. Not very fair is it, hmm? I mean your going to be living and working with us, might as well tell us about your selves, right?"

"This is highly irregular." The captain said.

"What about this assignment is? Your doing something no one has tried to do before, guard a so called superhero. By the way I hate the superhero supervillain titles. Please refrain from using them."

They then introduced them selves. In charge was Mike Volex, a thirty one year old man who had been in the military since age eighteen, and a part of Shield since age twenty five. He was about 5'9" and 220 pounds of muscle with brown hair and eyes. He was career military, totally dedicated to his job, and didn't seem like much fun. 'I'll have a grand time loosening him up.' I thought.

Next in command was Sergeant Sara Colliff. She was short, about 5'5" With Blonde hair and blue eyes, and trim figure. The youngest of the group at Twenty three, she was on the fast track to her own command, at least that what the others in her group thought. She wasn't so sure. She didn't know if she was ready for command. She had applied for army officer's school, and Shield picked her up after her rejection. They thought she was to talented to waste just because she's a woman. Like I said Shield just wants they best, whatever it is.

The communication sergeant was a Carl Braks. A skinny black guy with glasses, He had hacked in to Shields Computers at age fifteen on a lark. He got caught, and they said work for them or go to juvie till he was eligible for jail. Ate age eighteen he formally joined shield, and at age twenty asked for a field assignment. He was now twenty seven and enjoyed anything that looked like it could be fun. He seemed to like this assignment immensely, for entertainment value if nothing else.

Next was one of the two Weapons experts. They were called Gunners, not so originally. The first was Gunner Richard Binkly, the Heavy weapons expert. A monster of a man at 6'7" and about three hundred pounds of muscle. He was not at all the stereotypical big dumb guy. I found him to be quite intelligent and witty. He was also very funny. He was twenty nine years old, and also career military. He joined Shield when they approached him at age twenty three, because, he said, 'They have access to the best guns. I like guns.' He said it with a laugh, but he was telling the truth. He had a real gun fetish. But he liked them, not what he sometimes had to do with them, that I could tell too.

Last was Gunner Vanessa O'Malley, she didn't look at all like a gunner. She was Five foot nothing, with long curly red hair, green eyes, and a very slight willowy body. If she weighed over a 100 pounds I'd be shocked. She was twenty five. But she wasn't a heavy weapons expert, she was the group sniper/ long range watcher. She was the third best sniper in all of Shield. She had been plucked right out of Army training camp. She was that good. Her main Job though, as a body guard was to get some where with a good vantage point and keep the rest of the team in constant awareness of everything around them. She was a calm confident woman who knew her worth.

Those interdictions took another hour and a half. It was now ten fifteen. "Well it's very nice to meet you." I said after they were done.

"Yes it was. Now I suggest Jubilee that you go to bed, as we will have to get up early to get your dress for the date, And Logan, I suggest you get a Tux, if they didn't pack yours."

"Sorry Logan I didn't think to pack one." Bishop said.

"That's ok. I think mine has gotta have moth holes in it by now. I'll get a new one tomorrow. You better appreciate this Jubes, you know how much I hate Tux's."

"Tell ya, what. The next date will be a country western bar of your choice, or anywhere else you want to go. I just want a regal first date."

"Oh, you'll get one. I may not like to, but I can clean up quite nice, if I do say so myself. But I'll hold ya to my getting to pick the next place."

"Ah, true love. They haven't even had one date, and they're planning the second. Well Jubilee of to bed."

"Where does she sleep?" Mike asked.

"In the girls dormitory wing why?" Emma said puzzled.

"We need to secure the room. And prep it, and sweep it. Let me guess, she shares it right?"

"With Paige here why?"

"Great. You see, we're body guards, that means we stay close to the body were guarding. At least two of us will be with her at all times. At night, we beak it up so two watch the body half the night and another two watch for the other half, and one lucky guard, who's day it is, gets to sleep the entire night. We put one outside the body's door and one in the room. But there's going to be another in that room. We usually don't care if there's another in the room. We just don't guaranty that ones safety."

"Ok, do as you must, but we do need to sleep soon."

"Unless there's a problem, such as a bug, I don't see this taking more then ten, fifteen minutes tops."

Half an hour later, do to my exessessive messiness, I got to go to bed.