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Love Canadian Style

By Trynia Merin

Chapter 2

Rating: This isn't for the kids! Story is rated R for adult situations such as M/F consentual heterosexual sex in later chapters, and a few four letter words. Jubilee is 19 going on 20 in this story and has been dating Logan in a committed relationship.

Disclaimer: I don't own Wolverine, Jubilee or the X men, Marvel does! So there's no profit to be gained except the intangible joy of reading some good fanfiction.

Summary: This is an Alternate Universe set in the Animated Series. I know what you're thinking� ANOTHER Wolvie/Jubes story! This is fluffy folks, just good ol' hanging out and hooking up, but it's kind of an interlude taking place a year after Day after Graduation, my PG story on Fanfiction.net

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"Shoot, I forgot my jacket�" Jubilee mumbled, stopping in front of the bar.

"We can go back an' get it�"

"No, I'll just wait here," jubilee said.

"Darlin', I dunno if that's such a good idea," Wolverine mumbled, glancing around.

"Chill Wolvie� I'm not gonna break into pieces," Jubilee snorted. "Stop with the overprotective stuff. I'll be FINE�"

"Just stay RIGHT here, an' don't move�" Wolverine mumbled, pointing to a spot on the nearest barstool.

"Whatever you say, Wolvie," she mumbled as he cussed under his breath and waded back through the crowd. He shouted something to the bartender, who moved over and stood near Jubilee.

"He's only worried about you, hunny," said Charlie.

"I know, but jeez he's a pain in the butt about it�" Jubilee snorted, folding her arms across her chest. "All cause of some college students looking my way�"

"Only trying to stop from drumming up trouble," said Charlie, setting a glass of iced water with a wedge of lemon floating in it before her. "Fact that he brought you here of all places shows he's serious� he doesn't just bring anyone here�"

"I know� I kinda twisted his arm," Jubilee confessed, sipping her ice water.

"Well, just let him fuss over you. He's got one big ego that bruises easily� so play along� he may be overprotective, but�"

"Duh," Jubilee responded. "Some more lamoid macho crap� but hey, what are ya gonna do? I was just having fun when he wants to blow this popstand� go figure�"

"Heh� you should be glad he's taking a powder. I don't think he wants you to have to be around for halftime�"

"What, and spoil the fun?" Jubilee chuckled. Charley laughed and then heard a patron tapping their glass.

"Excuse me a minute�" charley said.

Jubilee glanced around for Logan, but saw no sign of him. Reaching for her purse, she suddenly groaned when she realized she'd forgotten it as well. What was taking Logan so long, she wondered? Maybe he had to stop by the little wolverine's room�

"Hey, this seat taken?" asked a voice, slightly slurred. A tan skinned young man suddenly sat to her right, while someone else; a blonde guy with a fuzzy goatee and a New York Mets jersey leaned on her other side.

"Um, yeah," said Jubilee, inwardly groaning because it was so obvious what they were trying to pull.

"My buddy was wondering if we could have your number because he forgot his," said the first.

"Gimmie a break, that is so lame," Jubilee rolled her eyes, drawing the last squirt of water through her straw. "No offense dude, but I'm on my way out like�"

"Now c'mon there's no need to be antisocial, pretty baby," the blonde raised an eyebrow. He slid his arm close but Jubilee leaned forwards with her cold glass. He momentarily lost his balance when she got up from her stool.

"Scuse me, but I gotta leave now," Jubilee said. "It's been real�"

"Hey, what's the hurry?" asked the first, standing up to get in her way.

"Oh pull-eez, just move it will ya?" Jubilee snorted, dodging around him. "Chomp a tick tack while yer at it! I don�t' have time for this guys�"

"Just wanted to buy you a drink, why are you getting' all hot n' bothered? My friend only wants to talk� can't ya just stick around and chat like?"

"No, and get your hands offa me or else you'll be eating through a straw�" Jubilee said when she felt a hand clamp on her shoulder.

"Hey, he's talking to you�" his buddy, dressed in a baseball cap, baggy pants and a sweatshirt saying 'limp bizzcuit' snapped.

"Here's a quarter, call someone who gives a crap," Jubilee said, sweeping something out of her pocket with her free hand. The guy in front of her diverted his gaze, and Jubilee suddenly brought up both hands. Sparks exploded, momentarily blinding the guy blocking her way.

"Shit!" he cursed. She dropped and elbowed the one holding her arm in the gut. Unfortunately as she tried to run out, she heard someone push her.

"She's a mutie!"

"Stop right there� you mutie tramp. You think you're too GOOD for us?" yelled the guy she had blinded.

"Oh great," Jubilee mumbled. Several hands grabbed her and held her in place, pinioning her arms behind her. This wasn't going to be pretty, especially when she heard a loud snarl from the side.

"What the bloody flamin' blazes are ya tryin' to pull?" the Canadian X man ended up yelling. "Get yer hands offa her before I break 'em�"

"And who are you?" the first guy laughed in his face.

"I'm with him, so let me go if you want to see tomorrow," Jubilee glared at them.

"Listen to the lady� dirtball� ya got THREE seconds�" Wolverine said in a very low voice that got their attention.

"Why she's with the likes of a sawed off runt like YOU is beyond me�" snickered one of the rougher looking punks.

"Get bent, dorkbrain," Jubilee snorted, altogether sick of the whole show. "I've like HAD it with this whole macho shithead trip!"

"Girl, you have a mouth on you� hold her Tony while I show this hoser urban cowboy wanna be who he's dealing with�"

"C'mon, bub gimmie yer best shot, like ya have a damn prayer," Wolverine laughed, crackling his knuckles. "An' if ya got any sense you'll let the lady go, unless ya want a couple new holes in yer head�"

"Don't look like he's listening, Wolvie!" Jubilee called as she squirmed against her assailant.

"Guess we'll just have to show 'em some manners, huh Jube?" he winked. Both men glanced dubiously at the Chinese girl who seemed awfully calm despite the fact she was being held with her arm twisted behind her back.

"That's a fuckin' laugh, ya short motherfucker," Tony laughed. Just then he heard a sizzling pop, and a scream from his friend as the Chinese girl dropped, and twisted a fold of the guy's skin. Once out of the man's grasp, she played crack the whip and nailed him in the gut. He sank like a lead balloon.

"Guhh�" he gasped as a fist shot out and fractured his jaw with a sickening crack. As he stared up from the floor, he spat blood and saw the Canadian standing over him with a chuckle and a shake of his head. What the HELL did that man hit him with? Brass knuckles?

"Big mistake, Chink," said one of their other pals, a guy named Larry. Jubilee grabbed the pool cue that Logan threw at her, whirling it around her head.

"Oh like I'm SOO insulted at that small minded racial epithet� lemmie go whine an' cry," Jubilee snorted sarcastically. Snapping her bubblegum she dodged the punch and slammed the cue into the guy's stomach.

Logan dodged the right cross and left hook of another guy who jumped into the fray. Both blows cracked into bystanders unlucky enough to be on the receiving end. Before he knew it, two new brawlers pummeled him. Logan then threw a few punches into the mix when he fought his way through the fray towards where Jubilee was trapped by the bar. All around him the match had touched gasoline, exploding into a full fledged bar fight. He grinned with delight as he heard the shouts and yells exploding around him.

"Get OFF ya doofus!" Jubilee snarled as she jabbed an elbow into a chick that had grabbed her long hair and tugged.

"Bitch, you're gonna pay bigtime for hurting my man!" the girl snarled, leaning up to slap Jubilee

"You aren't all that and a bag of chips, dorkbrain," Jubilee got out as she hauled back and punched the female with a closed hand. The girl dropped with an outraged shriek on her miniskirt-covered keyster. Her girl pals stood open jawed for a moment before one of them leapt towards Jubilee with an angry scream.

"Bring it on, dweebs," Jubilee mumbled, dodging nimbly out of the way. Thankfully those gymnastics moves didn't desert her when she most needed them.

Something seized her from behind, around her neck. She was shoved down as a girl grabbed her by the wrists, and a tall figure leered down into her face with a case of bad breath. About six foot two, his baggy pants almost around his hips he reached out and seized her neck.

"Hold her Jenn! I'll make her wish she hadn't hurt you!"

"She's mine!" came another shout.

Just overhead a fist flashed out, hitting a nearby guy who had reached down to snag her by the neck. Jubilee gasped, rubbing her neck as she landed on her backside. People were yelling and shouting as they pushed her to the floor. People were pushing, screaming and shouting. Footsteps almost slammed into her back.

For a second she could swear she felt something pushing her down, and it weighed a ton. She smelled flannel, fabric softener, and tobacco mingling with the annoyed snarl of Wolverine directly overhead.

"You okay, Jube?" he asked, pressing her under him as he shielded her from the pushing and punching and trampling.

"This totally sucks," Jubilee groaned.

"Hold onto me, I'll get us the hell outta here. Never got THIS rough�" he mumbled. Grabbing her bodily he bulldozed through the forest of arms and legs. When dealing with a three hundred pound mass of solid muscle and adamantium, Newton's third law held extremely true for the feuding bar patrons.

The next minute she heard the door thump loudly, and then the noise faded somewhat. Next she was able to breathe; standing on shaky legs as Logan set her down. She clung to his shirt, and then turned to look up where he had straightened up.

"You okay?" he grunted.

"Like I've been BETTER, but at this point I'm glad to be breathing�" she gasped, drawing in huge gulps of air.

"We'd better blow this popstand before the fuzz shows up. An' everyone forgets just who started this fracas," he recommended.

"I left my purse in there!" Jubilee groaned.

"No worries darlin'. I got it," he said, grabbing what appeared to be a wadded bundle comprising his jacket and something else he'd stuffed into his flannel shirt.

"Dude, you rock," she mumbled. "I'm not even gonna ASK how you thought of THAT! Wait, like duh� you usually pound dweebs on Saturday nights anyway, right?"

"Right� but I gotta say I've been cutting back lately�" he panted, urging her towards where he'd parked the Harley. She slung her purse around her body crosswise; glad she had only one of those small backpack things that was easy to stash.

"Hate to bring it up, but I lost my jacket�"

"I'll get ya another one, promise, darlin'," he told her as he tossed his around her shoulders. She inhaled the scent of leather and musk that was all his, drawing her small arms into the sleeves. On the edge of the lot he'd parked his scoot, and was in the process of unstrapping the helmet she usually wore. As always they were both dressed in jeans, because she had learned early on that a miniskirt was NOT the right thing to wear when riding on a Harley with those hot pipes near her ankles.

She leapt on after him, hugging his waist as he fired the scoot into life, and lurched into him. They heard angry shouts and cursing burst out of the opening front door. However as the flickering lights of blue and red fanned over the retreating patrons, the Harley had already shot onto the long road away.

***

"You take me to the most INTERESTING places," she said half sarcastically.

Jubilee rubbed her hands up and down his chest, softly breathing into his ear. He grinned with delight, his adrenaline pumping after the fight. Now it surged with further rushes thanks to the young woman behind him that was making it awfully difficult to steer the scoot straight. Thankfully Auger's wasn't too far from Greymalkin Lane. He couldn't wait much longer to give her the next course in what he considered a perfect Saturday night's entertainment.

"Well ya WANTED to know where I ran off to when I wasn't havin' a brew with the rest of the gang�" he shot back over the rumbling chopper engine.

"The pool sharking rocked, but the halftime entertainment bit the big one," Jubilee commented. "You didn't say it was ringside to a battle royale!"

"I warned ya it wasn't yer usual malt shop�"

"Uh huh, yeah� so do you get a rise outta busting people's jaws or something?" she asked.

"Well ya seemed to be enjoying it a bit yerself right up to the point when that skirt grabbed yer hair�" he commented, enjoying the feel of her arms rubbing over his ribcage and chest.

"It was kinda fun, but if you let anyone know I'll kick your butt," she admitted.

"You'll haveta line up behind Jeannie� if she finds out I took ya there� my ass is gonna be handed to me on a silver platter�"

"Nah, your ass is gonna be grass," she supplied. "That's the lingo, dude, get it right!"

"Is that Jubespeak, or somethin' else?" he chuckled.

"Maybe. But what an ass it is," she teased. "I'm not gonna let anyone else kick it but me�"

"Sounds fine t' me darlin'�" he chuckled.

The gates to Xavier's School for the Gifted swung open when Jubilee pressed the small remote button stashed in her purse. Logan maneuvered his Harley through the metal gates, gunning the engine through the road towards the main mansion complex.

A few lights were still on in the main wing. One wing was exclusively the sleeping area for regular X men, while the other wing was reserved for guests and new students. There had been a fair number since last fall, and they were slowly building up their numbers. Main classrooms were in the main building, where Xavier had his private suite of rooms.

Along the side was the carriage house, where the myriad of vehicles was berthed. Everything from Scott's sedan to Gambit's Lamborghini was housed here. Logan pulled up next to Rogue's Corvette, beside his Jeep Cherokee. He glanced over to see that both Rolls Royce's were also in place. Beast and Storm usually used the larger vehicles when transporting the Professor to his various locations where the Blackbird was unnecessary.

"Huh, looks like the Popsicle an' Morph are still out paintin' the town� and so's Wings and Brittsy," said Wolverine. Warren's and Betsy's Jaguar as well as Morph's Ford festiva were both missing.

"That good or bad?" Jubilee asked, letting go of him. He swung his leg over and got off, after putting the kickstand down. He offered her his hand to help her off, then drew her close for a quick kiss.

"All good," he nodded. "An' look, Cyke's scoot isn't here either�"

"Hope he an' Jean don't come back for a long time," Jubilee giggled as he walked her towards the Mansion's back entrance.

Through the kitchen they stole, Jubilee glad for the fact that Wolverine's sense of smell could detect any potential eavesdroppers. Already it was eleven thirty, and she didn't look forwards to explaining to anyone just WHERE she had vanished to.

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