Paige had been a mess of emotions since Cable had returned them to the homestead. Up, down, sad, angry. The only thing she hadn't been was happy. She had a feeling that emotion wouldn't be experienced by any of them for a long time.

Sammy was in denial. Tabby was her own variety of a wreck and Paige didn't want to cause Jubilee anymore stress. She couldn't go back to her room either. Jono knew something was wrong. Jono would eventually ask questions and she didn't want to deal with those. He'd get her to sleep and she didn't want to do that either. She had to keep moving, even more than usual.

And then Cable had gone into her mind again and wanted to meet, to alleviate his damn pain or something. She wanted to hit him, to scream, to exact on him as much pain as she was feeling right now. That was the only reason she'd gone to the boathouse. The only reason why when the annoying blue glow began shimmering around her and lifting her into the air she didn't scream for help.

Her features hardened as she sailed through the air. This wasn't like when Sammy or Jay took her up into the sky. She didn't care for this kind of flight at all. Didn't care for the man she was about to see either.

Paige crossed her arms as she began to descend, glaring the entire way down. She was scared and she didn't even try to mask that. He'd know anyway. Her anger outweighed it. If this was the only way she could let go of the anger eating her up inside then she was ready to show exactly what she'd learned in the Danger Room.