Fan Fiction ❯ Competitive World ❯ Carry On ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: Tim McGraw owns "Carry On" and Marvel owns Jubilee and any other identifiable X-Man. I just own the story idea.
Song lyrics
"Talking"

Jubilee looked out the window of Scott's convertable as they drove down the road. They had faced Jean and Wolverine, and had lost. What really bothered her was that Jean had lied. She had just kick her upside her head. She hadn't yanked her hair, or bit her arm, or tried to kick her knee out of joint. She reserved those attacks for men twice her skill or size. Mama went to sleep one night and never woke up
Daddy cried a tear into her old coffee cup
Now all he wants to do is drink the hurt all away
If Mama was here I know what Mama would say

"You alright, petite?" Remy asked. He had been the only person to actually agreed with Jubilee and Scott. Jean had stated that he was just repaying them for backing him up after the Trail in Antartica. He silently swore never to tell anyone that they cursed like a girl, and mean it like an insult. He had only understood two of the three languages that Jubilee had used, but none of it was what he thought a young lady should have said. His ears were still ringing. He met Scott's gaze through the rear view mirror. He was sure Scott agreed with him. Carry on
Carry on
What don’t kill us makes us strong
Carry on

"Guys, you don't hafta worry about me. I'm perfectly fine." Jubilee stated with a sad 'Mona Lisa' smile. Scott did his best to look over at her and not crash the convertible. "Jubilee, I am your Star Wars buddy, your Ranma and Inuyasha buddy, your Wolfwalker buddy, and your prank partner in crime. You cannot and will not fool me that easily." Jubilee had to agree that he was right. She couldn't fool him. Then it dawned on her exactly what Scott had just referred to himself as, and she looked toward Remy. Little sister’s husband ran off with her best friend
Left her and the babies all alone again
It hurts to know the hurt that she’s going through
But I know that she’ll do what she’s gotta do

To say that Remy was shocked was an understatement. He couldn't believe what Scott had said. Then he heard a click of a camera, and a feminine giggle. He glanced over at Jubilee and saw her usual mischeivious grin. "Remy in shock. Had to get it for the records." His shock disappeared. Only Jubilee could change emotions that fast, and only Scott seemed to keep up with her. They were made for each other. For some reason or another, they didn't tell each other how they felt. Maybe his father and he could get them to just admit it to each other. Carry on
Carry on
What don’t kill us makes us strong
Carry on

Scott smiled. It was good to see Jubilee happy again, even if it was just for a little while. He didn't understand why they insisted that Jubilee didn't even go back to the Massachussets Academy. She had a lot of friends there. Remy had said that his father had plenty of room at his place for a couple of guests. Especially for the two former X-Men that sided with his son. Nobody ever said that life was gonna be fair
You’re never gonna get nowhere by running scared
If you look down deep inside you’ll find the faith to make you strong
Oh, oh carry on

"Scott, when can we get to a internet cafe? I need to let Frosty, and Mr. C know that I won't be back for a while." Jubilee said a little guitily. "What? Tell me that they did not forbid you from letting the headmasters of the school know where you are, or even who you are with." Scott replied. "Oooh-kay, but I'd be lying." "Look we need to stop for de night anyway. We can contact mon pere den tell de school where de petite will be." Scott just nodded his agreement, then pulled into the Comfort Inn on the right of the road, and paid for two rooms. One for Jubilee, and one for him to share with Remy. As they walked Jubilee to her room, Remy spoke up. "Don't send anything until I get Poppa's agreement to you two stay with us." Jubilee just gave him a cheeky grin and said, "D'accord." I try to walk the sunny side of the street
Don’t let no shadows tangle up my feet
There ain’t no troubles that we can’t rise above
With a handful of faith and a heartful of love

The room was soon in a bit of disarray. Jubilee needed a place to plug in the laptop that Remy said she could use. Finally finding a spot, she leaned over and plugged the laptop in, and connected into the internet. "Jubilee." She looked over to the man she fell in love with. "Yeah Scott?" "Remy says its ok. We're heading for New Orleans." Carry on
Carry on What don’t kill us makes us strong
Carry on
Carry on What don’t kill us makes us strong
Carry on
Carry on
Carry on
Carry on

Like it, Hate it. Sure it is country, but it is a good song by a good singer.