A/N: Sorry for the delay. My friend told me this one.

Disclaimer: I do not own X-men evolution, or these stories...so, cheah…

That feeling isn't fear, it's just telling you to MOVE! - Rancid

'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.' - Edgar Allan Poe

Jubilation Lee stepped onto the subway and was not surprised to find it empty. In fact, the only other person there was a middle-aged man dressed in a gray overcoat. "Good day, miss," he said politely. She smiled, returned the greeting, and took her seat. She was glad to be avoiding the rush hour. As the train sped towards Bayville she thought about the lovely outfit that she had bought in New York City for Rahne's birthday. It was just her style: casual, but without being too boyish.

Her fellow passenger was staring intently out of the window. She ignored him.

The train slowed down to a stop and three passengers, two men and a woman, boarded the train. They sat down across from her. The woman slumped in her seat and starring blankly at a corner of the ceiling, sat between them. The men both wore the hoods of their black sweatshirts up as they stared across the aisle. Jubilee casually averted her eyes. Drug addicts she thought. After a moment the train pulled off and continued on it's way.

The middle-aged man was throwing glances at her. She could feel it. Agitated, she clutched her purse and pulled her bags closer. Not much longer now she thought. Bayville was only a few stops away now. She tapped her foot nervously and tried to not notice the druggies and the man staring at her.

Just then the man walked over to her. "Hi," he said casually, sitting next to her. "I haven't seen you in a while. What have you been up to?" He through a fleeting look at the druggies then whispered, "Get off at the next stop."

Jubilee looked at the druggies, then at the man. She was just about to ask 'why' when the train slowed to a stop. The man got up, picked up his briefcase, and motioned for her to follow him. She stood up reluctantly and slowly got off of the train, throwing one last look at the hooded men and the spacey woman.

The train pulled away behind them.

The man sighed in relief. "I'm sorry for the in-connivance," he said, pulling out his cell phone.

"Why did I have to get off," Jubilee asked, ready to defend herself if need be.

"You know that woman on the train?" Jubilee nodded. "She was dead."

"What the fuck?" she swore without thinking.

"I saw them dragging her body when we leaving New York," he explained. "She had a knife in the back of her head."

Jubilee was dumbfounded. "Well…thanks, I guess."

A/N: Up next: He's calling from Inside the house.

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