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They were most of the way back to the mansion when the notification came through. Bishop moved over looking at the data being relayed to the away team from Cerebro courtesy of Hank.
"Bishop?" Scott questions from the pilots chair
"Hmmm... One moment" Bishop looked through the information that was streaming across the screen in front of him. "It's a distress signal right enough, it is coming from a small land mass well out to sea off the east coast of Mexico. It has come through on one of the com channels we reserve for team maneuvers, though that could be coincidence more than anything"
"I don't recall us having allies out that far" Scott pondered out loud "Henry can you check the records, do we have any teams unaccounted for that could be out that way?"
" I am a number of paces ahead of you my friend" Came the response over the com line. "We have yet to hear from Kitty and her team that went out to look at the disappearances we had seen in the last couple of weeks across the country. I have endeavored to disseminate our concerns to our missing erstwhile colleagues but have yet to receive any further transmissions."
Scott rubbed a weary hand over his face. "Bishop, is the correct alert code present?". Bishop responded in his typical brief style with a single nod, not taking his eyes off the screen. " Very well, Hank send the coordinates through to us, Storm" he turned to his current co pilot "plot the course when the details come through". Turning to walk back to the rest of the team he tried to look relaxed as he announced "Guys, there's been a change of plan"