"I've lost them." Jean said, sorrow in her voice.

"What?" Rogue demanded, filled with rage at having left them alone earlier.

"They're too far away. Logan must've stolen a car. That's the only way they could've gotten out of my range so quickly."

"Well, let's get a car of our own and go find them."

"Hang on, Rogue," Jean said. "The Professor's calling me."

Rogue paced around her friends as the woman carried on a silent conversation. She was worried sick about Logan and Jubilee. What was going on with him? At the party, he had acted like he was under attack or something. She could understand the feeling better than most people, since she still occasionally had his dreams, and she worried what he would do in that state. He hadn't seemed to recognize any of them. What would happen to Jubilee?

"The Professor's ended the party early. He's going to go back to the school and use Cerebro to find them."

"But what if..."

"Rogue, it's our best chance. As soon as he finds them, we'll take the Blackbird."

Jubilee was finding it harder and harder to keep her teeth from chattering. She was out in the middle of the freaking woods in a spaghetti strapped evening gown and six-inch stiletto heels, which made it almost impossible to walk in the foot deep snow. Not only that, but the guy she was with was definitely a few fries short of a happy meal.

Logan was prowling around the perimeter of their makeshift camp, sniffing the air and stopping every once in a while to listen carefully to, well, something.

Whenever her shivering got away from her and her teeth began to chatter, he froze, glared at her, and growled. At least he'd finally given her the woolen blanket. It wasn't doing much for her feet, but at least her shoulders weren't turning blue anymore.

"Logan?" she whispered. Making a lot of noise seemed to make him mad.

*GROWL*

'Ok,' Jubes corrected herself. 'making any noise makes him mad. Well, at least he didn't waved his claws around again. That's a good sign, right?'

"I'm not gonna hurt ya," she whispered back. "Just tell me what's going on."

*GROWL* "You know," he answered and went back to circling the camp.

"No, I don't."

"Yes, you do."

"No, I..."

Logan roared and charged her, stopping barely a foot away. He hadn't attacked though. He just stood there, breathing heavily and staring at her. Jubes decided to take her chances.

"You can smell when someone's lying, right? Am I lying?"

Logan paused, caught off guard for a second by her question, and then sniffed deeply. She was telling the truth.

"Yer tryin' ta trick me," he said, but he didn't sound convinced.

He stood facing her, raging. Damnit, she was saying the truth. Now it turned out that his hostage wasn't one after all. He couldn't use her against them, unless she had very high value to them, in which case...

"Who t'hell are you?" he spat in her face.

"Jubilee," she quietly replied.

"Why did they catch you?" he asked, interested in knowing her real value.

"Catch me? No one caught me..."

GROWL

Damnit, damnit, damnit. She was saying the truth again. Then realization hit him. They had messed with her mind! They had brainwashed her!

Wolverine relaxed just a bit. But if they had brainswashed her, who said she wasn't being manipulated?

"I'm like... freezing to death, you know," she whispered, startling him from his mental rambling.

He looked down at her. Indeed, the blanket wasn't enough to protect her from the cold. And right now, hostage or manipulated kid, he needed her alive.

"I know a place..." she continued.

"We ain't goin' anywhere," stated Logan.

That did it. Okay, Logan was Rogue's friend, and Rogue was her friend, but Jubilee wasn't ready to die. Not for a minute. She knew that if she stayed standing in the snow, in the forest, at night, she didn't have a chance to make it. And Wolverine obviously didn't give a s--- if she died, and who knew how long it would take the X-folks to find them?

Jubilee grasped at her last ounce of vitality and courage.

"All right!" she yelled. "So why don't you, like, kill me right now? C'mon, use them claws! What, lost yer guts? Damnit, DO IT! Cuz if you don't, you'll have killed me anyway!!! So DO IT!!!" she spat in his face.

*SNIKT* Logan released his claws and stalked towards her.

'Ok, J, that was so not a good idea.'

She pulled her freezing hands out from under the blanket and got ready to paff him and run. Of course, running in stilettos through snow when your pursuer has a healing factor was probably not the best plan. She could see her death, running and tripping in her tight dress and high heels like a blonde bimbo from a B movie before the Creature from the Black Lagoon caught her. Still, it was better than sitting and waiting to die.

He was close, and she steeled herself to shoot, when he sheathed his claws and grabbed her around the waist, flinging her across one shoulder like an economy bag of dog food.

"Hey," she protested.

He growled and held her tighter. "Don't talk."

About 15 minutes later, he put her down again. They were in front of a cave entrance, about four feet high and 3 feet wide.

Trying to see into the black depths, Jubilee muttered, "You have *got* to be kidding me."

Jubilee crawled inside, tugging the blanket as best as she could around her. That hole didn't even deserve to be named a cave. A rabbit hole, yeah, that was it. Jubilee winced at that thought. She hoped there was no animal in there... But of course, if there had been any, Logan would have dealt with it already. She tried to relax in the hole, watching Wolverine outside.

Logan sat by the hole's entrance, his eyes darting at the dark surroundings. The slighest sound made him tense and clench his fists. Hopefully, it wasn't cold enough for him to suffer from it. The girl was OK for now. He could wait a long time.

So the time passed.

"I have localized Jubilee. She is all right, for now," announced the Professor as he exited the Cerebro room.

Jean, Storm, Rogue and an ill Scott had waited outside for the professor. They all had changed in their uniforms. Even Rogue had one, after she had insisted on it, using some of Logan's charming character traits to convince the X-Men.

"What about Logan?" asked Rogue with concern.

"I indeed sensed a presence nearby Jubilee, but I'm not sure it was Logan," he explained.

"How come, professor?" asked Jean.

"You see, the mind has many facets. The one I know from Logan, is the one he was acting upon when we first met him. I never really got further in his mind, which, after all he went through, was less than perfectly whole and stable," he explained.

"Logan is not crazy!" shouted Rogue.

"No, Rogue, he is not. What I mean is, right now, one part of his mind, the one he forgot or was taken away from him years ago, is back. And Logan — more precisely — Wolverine is back as well. I guess he is acting the way he had years ago. That he is back to the time he escaped from the place where they experimented on him would not surprise me," he concluded.

"And he thinks he's being chased?" wondered Storm.

"By soldiers and all?" asked Scott, concern growing on his face.

"By those sick bastards, yeah," added Rogue.

"How can we neutralize him?" asked Scott, already planning how to rescue Jubilee.

"And how will he react if we try to approach him?" asked Jean Grey.

"I cannot be certain, Jean," answered Xavier.

The professor turned to her. "Rogue, since you shared a part of Logan's memories, maybe I could try and access..."

"Do it, Chuck," she simply replied.

The professor entered Rogue´s mind and found himself in a room with four doors, on each door was a name: Rogue, Cody, Logan, Magneto. He chose the one that said Logan and felt himself on a steel table, his eyes where closed, but he could smell the room. His senses where stronger like Logan's.

'How interesting," the professor thought. 'So this is how Logans experience things.'

He could smell a multitude of things: dried blood, urine, cotton, champagne... He opened his eyes just in time to see a "doctor" lift a scalpel. Then the nightmare began.

Jean and Scott looked at the Professor, as he came to gasping for air. He was pale and shaking and trying to focus his eyes. "PROFESSOR!!! What happened are you all right?" they said.