"Here, here, here." Logan said as they drove down the street.
"Where?" Charles who was driving asked.
"Just stop here." Logan said.
"All right, all right." Charles said bringing the car to a stop.
"Next time I'm driving, don't get used to it." Logan said as they all piled out and walked up to the front door. Suddenly Rhea yelped, jumping in shock as she whirled around.
"What's wrong with you?" Charles asked.
"I…I feel exactly as though I had been pinched." Rhea said glancing around herself.
"And don't think that you weren't." Logan said knocking until an older woman answered the door.
"What's he done now? I will just write you a check for whatever he took." Mrs. Maximoff said right away.
"Or as normal people say, hello." Rhea commented then put on her best reassuring smile. "We just need to talk to him."
"Peter, the cops are here…again." The woman nodded stepping aside and letting them in. She pointed then to the basement where they found Peter playing ping pong with himself.
"What do you guys want? I didn't do anything. I've been here all day." Peter said not even pausing in his game, then rushed over to the couch.
"Just relax Peter, we're not cops." Logan said.
"Of course you're not cops, if you were cops you wouldn't be driving a rental car." Peter said easily.
"How do you know we've got a rental car?" Charles asked.
"I checked your registration when you were walking to the door." Peter answered.
"You pinched me." Rhea accused getting a smirk from the teen.
"Couldn't help myself." Peter winked. "I also had some time to kill so I went through your rental agreement. Saw you were from out of town. Are you FBI?" He shot behind then snatching Charles's wallet. "No, you're not cops. Hey, what's this gifted youngsters place?"
"That's an old card." Charles said retrieving his wallet and card from the table where Peter disappeared again.
"Oh he's fascinating." Hank commented.
"He's a pain in the arse." Charles said.
"What, a teleporter?" Hank asked.
"No, he's just fast and when I knew him he wasn't so…young." Logan said.
"Young? You're just old." Peter said from behind them lounging on a chair with an almost eaten ice-cream in his hand. Rhea looked down in surprise at the fudge pop she found in her hand.
"Thanks." Rhea said, starting to eat it.
"No problem sweet stuff." Peter smirked.
"Charmer." Rhea replied with a grin.
"So you're no afraid to show your powers?" Hank said.
"What powers? What are you talking about?" Peter played dumb. "Do you see something strange here? Nothing anybody would believe if you told them." Peter darted over to the arcade game. "So who are you? What do you want?"
"We need your help Peter." Logan said.
"For what?" Peter asked.
"To break into a highly secure facility and to get someone out." Logan replied.
"Prison break?" Peter asked. "That's illegal you know."
"Only if you get caught." Rhea scoffed getting a grin from Peter as the others looked around the various loot in the basement.
"So what's in it for me?" Peter asked.
"You, you kleptomaniac, get to break into the Pentagon." Charles replied rubbing the bridge of his nose as h took off his sun glasses. Peter froze turning around to face them.
"How do I know I can trust you?" Peter asked seriously.
"Because we're just like you." Logan replied.
"Show him." Charles said when Peter looked less then convinced. Logan made a fist and his bone claws popped out.
"That's cool, but it's disgusting." Peter said then glanced to Rhea who smirked as she started to glow with a bright blue green light the tattoo over her eye blazing to life.
"Sexy." Peter commented and Rhea winked at him.
-0-
"Built in 1943, the pentagon is the world's largest office building housing more than 25000 military employees stretched over six million square feet." The tour guide said as she led them through the building.
"Where's the bathroom?" A child asked as Rhea, Logan, and Charles peeled off from the main group taking some stairs.
"He always needs to pee?" A little girl whined making the crowd laugh. They went down the stairs throwing away the informational broachers they had been given as they went. They soon came to the kitchen just as the sprinklers went off and the fire alarm started to blare.
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, this is a code red situation." Charles instantly started up as they walked through the kitchen, as the workers ran out. "We are evacuating the entire floor so that my associates and I can uh, secure the prison."
"Who are you?" One of the guards demanded.
"We are special operations CB-FB-CID. Perhaps you didn't hear me when I first spoke, but it is imperative that you understand we're in complete lockdown situation." Charles rambled. Rhea looked plaintively to Logan who moved forward. "We have to get you to the third floor…"
Logan, with the help of a frying pan, easily too the men out cutting off Charles's rant, then turned back to him.
"Oh I'm sorry, were you finished?" Logan asked sarcastically. Charles looked like he wanted to say something, but thought better of it and went over to one of the guards taking the stick key and opening the door to the cell.
"Sorry, I'm just no very good with violence." Charles said as looked to them just when the elevator doors opened revealing Erik with Peter behind him and a guard duck tapped to a wall.
"Charles?" Erik said in surprise then Charles reared back and clocked him straight in the face. Erik went down and Charles shook his hand in pain.
"Well you seem to be a fast learner in the violence department." Rhea commented as she and Logan walked over to the elevator.
"Good to see you to, old friend and walking." Erik said as he stood up.
"No thanks to you." Charles snarled.
"You're the last person in the world I expected to see today." Erik said.
"Believe me, I wouldn't be here if I didn't have to." Charles replied. "If we get you out of here we do it my way. No killing."
"No helmet, I couldn't disobey you even if I wanted to." Erik said gesturing to his head.
"I'm never getting inside that head again." Charles ground out. "I need your word Erik."
"Oi, we got company." Rhea said as guards poured into the kitchen guns ready.
"Nobody move."
"Hold it right there."
"Charles." Erik said.
"Don't move."
"Hands up or we will shoot."
"Freeze them, Charles." Erik said.
"I can't." Charles admitted.
"Hands up."
Suddenly everything metal started to shake in the room.
"No." Charles called out pushing Erik back as everything flew into the air and gun shots rang out.
Logan started to bring out his claws as Rhea made to move in front of Erik and Charles knowing the bullets wouldn't' kill her, hurt like heck yes, kill her no. Then all the guards hit the ground as every bullet missed them and Peter had a new hat standing at the other end of the room. They all stood in shock for a moment before Charles walked out first followed by Erik and Logan then Rhea.
"Thanks kid." Logan said clapping Peter on the shoulder.
"That is so cool." Rhea smiled walking out with Peter.
"Yeah, I am pretty awesome." Peter smiled slinging his arm around her shoulder as they walked out.