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There was an audible gasp from Ororo, her hand involuntarily griping her arm rest,"Where ? ... How ?" she questioned in a breathy voice.

Jean was like a sister to Ororo and this had been especially hard on the dark skinned weather witch, not knowing where her best friend was. The rest of the room's occupants waited with baited breath. Logan stared daggers with his dark eyes, willing the Professor to spill the beans so they could get on with it. He too had missed Jean terribly while she was gone and when he had found out that she was a government experiment like himself he had flew into a berserker rage and nearly totalled the Danger Room. He was itching to rip those lab rat mother fuckers to pieces for experimenting on his Jeannie.

"I have just located a high level military official who is closely linked to Sybil. I was able to glean the information from him that we needed." It seemed as though Cerebro hand finally helped Charles find the mind he was looking for. Charles was the most powerful telepath on the planet and with Cerebro to enhance his powers he could find any information needed, as long as he knew where to look.

"Jean is being held in a research facility located on the southern tip of Florida called the Everglades. If you would please follow me to the War Room, I will brief you fully once there. We have much planning to do before you can head out." Charles activated his private elevator, his motorized wheelchair effortlessly moving from plush carpet to tile. Scott, Bobbie and Ororo filed in behind him while the rest of the team used the secondary elevator down the hallway.

Charles, Bobbie, Scott and Ororo rode quietly, each lost in thought. Charles stared blankly at the wall while Ororo fingered her necklace nervously, muttering quietly to herself in her native language, it was exotically African. This was a tell tale sign that she was ether nervous or pissed off and most had learned to avoid her at all costs when these signs presented themselves. Scott rhythmically clenched and unclenched his jaw, sending a visible twitch through his cheek calling attention to his boyishly chiselled features. Bobbie leaned against the elevator wall casually, his mischievous personality showing through even now.

"Don't worry guys, we'll get Jean back even if we have to tear apart all of Florida going it. Knowin' our luck it'll prolly happen too!" Bobbie tried his best to lighten the mood. The ride was short, going two levels down to the War Room which was located on the secondary sub-basement along with the Danger Room and Cerebro.

Logan, Peter, Kurt and Hank equally rode in silence. Logan had his arms crossed tightly across is expansive chest, his unruly dark hair tossing back and forth gently as he shook his head in disgust. Mutant experimentation was cropping up more and more these days. Kurt, who was herded into the corner, crossed himself and silently thanked the Professor for increasing the weight capacity of the elevator.

Once everyone was seated around the large conference table, Charles activated the computers which projected a hologram in the middle of the table for all to see. It was currently showing various images of the Florida Everglades.

"The Everglades is a subtropical marshland that is 50 miles wide but only 6 inches deep. Animal life consists largely of alligators, snakes and water fowl. Military traffic in and out of the area is done so under the guise of the National Park or conservation activity." The team listened intently.

"Since Logan is the only one with experience in this kind of terrain, he will be taking point." Scott's head whipped up at this, he was used to being in charge and didn't like the idea of relinquishing his command, especially to Logan. Bobbie wondered if Scott gave himself whiplash. "Professor I …" Scott started to protest.

"Scott do not argue with me on this, Logan's keen senses will be able to detect danger much sooner than anyone else." Charles spoke authoritively as he continued on. Logan didn't bother to hide the smirk that crept onto his handsomely rugged features.

"The building itself had been hidden in plain sight with a combination of camouflage netting and strategically placed foliage." Charles was about to continue when Kurt interrupted.

"Plain sight, vould people not see it?"

"It's the best place to hide somethin' when you don't want nobody findin' it." Logan replied. Kurt still looked puzzled so Logan continued. "How many times have you been lookin' for somethin' like your car keys for ever only to find em' right under yer nose? Right out in plain sight is always the last place ya' look." Kurt seemed to understand.

Charles drew their attention back to the hologram, a map of the building appeared, it wasn't as big as Logan expected. "The building is manned by video surveillance, computerized weaponry, a unit of 25 soldiers and five scientists, all of which live on site. There are a total of two prisoners including Jean."

"Jean is being held here." The map zeroed in on her location as Charles continued. "She is being held in suspended animation within a false reality. Hank, I am sending your terminal the specs to her stasis chamber. You will need to learn its workings so that you can detach her from it properly." The fury blue mutant acknowledged his understanding with a nod of his head, his glasses perched gracefully on the end of his nose threatened to fall.

"We cannot simply man handle her out of this environment, she must come willingly. Someone will have to go into this reality and bring her out otherwise the shock to her system would be deadly." Charles stopped the hologram.

"I'll do it." Scott stated quickly.

"Scott I appreciate that you want to help Jean and it is a noble offer however, considering the circumstances between you, I do not think it would be a good idea. Jean needs someone she can trust." Scott flinched, remembering how Jean had found him cheating on her just months before her death at the North Pole. She had broken up with him, giving back his engagement ring even though he had promised his undying loyalty. He had never forgiven himself.

Charles' cultured voice brought him back to reality, "This false world that they have created for her is complex and the memory implants are deeply imbedded in her temporal lobes, it will have made her mind fragile. This is why I will be sending Logan and Ororo in to bring her back out. It will be difficult convincing her to leave, this reality is very real for her. You two are the closest to her and you will need that in order to help her." Ororo and Logan nodded.

"Professor, how have you never been able to detect her?" Ororo asked.

"The building is being shielded with a unique EMP field that seems to block my probes, it is one of a kind technology that will need to be dealt with." Charles replied.

"Then how are we gonna get inside Jeannies head?" Logan retorted angrily, brows furrowed. He was getting restless again, he was itching for a fight or a beer. "Both would be nice." He thought to himself.

"I will be sending you in with a neural transmitter that replicates my powers, once activated it will send you into her reality. The device is crude, but it will do the job." Charles replied as he pulled up a visualisation of the transmitter. "Any Questions?" A number of hands flew up, they were far from ready.

It is said that the Devil is in the details and as a result the X-men were up planning Jeans rescue long into the night. There was very little sleep to be had, they were all to on edge for that. This was going to be one dangerous mission.