Same place Same time

Different reality

Chapter two.

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-men nor am I making any profit from them.

I knew that he'd be there, visiting Marikos grave. I waited for him there. Then followed him for three days. I thought he'd catch me but he didn't, guess I'm better at this tracker thing then I thought. His sat there on a bar stool a few feet away. This is the closest I've been to him in four years. The last time I saw him he broke my heart, made me cold and bitter but determined. I will get Logan.

Once upon a time I wanted him because I loved him, now I just need to prove something to myself, and torture him a little in the process. He thought I was too young, what does a seventeen year old know about affairs of the heart. A bloody lot. Enough to get hurt anyway. Time to put my plan into action.

I'm wearing a red backless dress, not good for a place like this, he always had a thing for places with seedy reputations. But it the long slit up the skirt should catch his attention. She walked over to him swaying her hips slightly and sat on the bar stool next to him. She could see him sniff out the jasmine perfume she was wearing.

'Martini.' She order the bartender, 'and what ever this guy wants.'

'Beer cheers.' He looked her up and down. 'What's a lady like you doing in a run down old dump like this?'

'Having a good time hopefully.' She smiled wildly.

'Only good time to be had here is pool and brawling.' She walked over to the pool table and picked up a cue. He looked at her, studying her then nodded picking up the pool cue.

'I'll break.' She leaned over the pool table watching as Logan's eyes roamed down to the edge of her low cut dress.

An hour later they were flirting and laughing as if they had been friend forever. She had him right where she wanted; he was definitely interested, now all she had to do was make him make the move.

'Hey, you know you said all this place was good for was pool and brawling?'

'And one other thing I can think of.'

'Well we done the first, fancy the second?'

'What do you mean?'

She smiled and pointed to a seedy looking man and a group of friends who perfectly suited the seedy looking place. 'See that guy?'

Logan nodded.

'I don't like him much.'

Logan looked confused and watched her walk over to him martini in her hand, just as she passed the table her high heels snagged on one of the floor boards and she spilled her drink into the lap of the unoffending man. He stood up looking down at his wet pants. 'OI BITCH WHAT DIDJA DO THAT FOR!' Logan smiled following the act he walked menacingly up to the man. 'Hey, no need for the language bub, apologise to the lady.'

'Or what?'

Oh this was going to be fun.

'Or I'll make ya.'

The guy flicked his arm and a knife came from his sleeve. 'Just try it.' He sneered.

Logan grinned. Snickt. The guy, obviously as stupid as they can get, moved forwards jabbing at him. Logan easily ducked he grabbed the guy as he past pulling his shirt collar so he was jerked backwards towards Logan, He grabbed the back of his head and slammed it into the pool table, the guy slumped over it unconscious. He snarled his blood hot.

'Anybody else?' He snarled looking around at the guy's wide-eyed mates. They looked back down and carried on drink. He snarled again. Then grabbed Jubilee around the waist pulling her in, and kissing her wildly and passionately. Her heart beat fast, their were fireworks shooting up and down her whole body she'd never in her whole life felt anything like it. 'Want get out of her Darlin?'

'Thought you'd never ask.' She'd got him. He drew her in for another kiss.

A few hours later Jubilee leaned up on her elbow to look down at him, lying naked his hairy chest moving up and down lightly as he breathed. Logan the man she had wanted for so long dreamt about. He'd offered her a teacher, a friend, a partner, treated her like an equal, when all she wanted was the one thing her would not give her. A lover. She'd got him now. She sat up and reached into her bag scribberling down a quick note before grabbing her cloths throwing on jeans and bra and walking out the door. Logan heard the door go. He looked up groggily; it was normally him who left the girl, not the other way around. He liked, what did she say her name was? He sighed stretching, his hand brushed against something on the pillow. A note. Perhaps she'd left his number, they could have some more, fun. Hell he'd had the best night in ages. He opened the note with a grin only for it to be replaced with a look of shock when he read the last line.

Dear Logan

It's been so good to see you again. It was fun.

Love Jubilee.

He threw himself back into the pillows. Jubilee, he'd been looking for her for years, why did she choose to find him in this way. Did she have a vendetta against him? He stood up pulling on some boxers. He ran down the hotels hallways reaching the car park just in time to hear the roar of a motorbike and see the woman he'd been searching for for years drive away. He couldn't believe he'd found her only to sleep with her and watch her drive away, to add more insult on HIS motorbike.

'JUBILEE!' He shouted after her 'JUBILEE.' This time more resigned.

Jubilees smiled to her self, that little note had really gotten him. Fifteen words he'd never forget. She'd done it. Got Logan. Now she could get on with her life, she was going to go home, washed, and get ready for her wedding. Now she was ready to become Mrs Creed.

Next Chapter: A Jubilee reality where she never meet the X-men.