Logan activated the landing gear. It didn't work, so he hit the control panel . . . hard. Unsurprisingly, other than making him feel a little better, that didn't work either. Knowing that Avenger was now in control of the jet, he climbed out of the pilot seat and ripped open a hatch immediately behind it, which contained a manual hand crank for lowering the gear in a power loss. He started cranking it as fast as he could and the gear started to slowly deploy until it finally locked in with an audible click just seconds before Nick set the jet down on the back lawn of the mansion.

Teyilia fell out of the seat when the jet landed, though not softly either as the jet shook, sparks flew again as the timebomb went off... or at least tried to. the left wing let out a muiffled "thunk" as the bomb exploded harmlessly

TEyilia got up and went the back, she pointed a half furry hand at Eclipse, "help me get Scion to the Infirmary, it is too far to run to fast so we are going to go by shall we call it, time travel?"

Eclipse just stared at Teyilia as she took Scions left arm and Teyilia took his right then the three headed for the now open ramp and dissappeared into a hazy mist, only for one thing, in all the confusion, Teyilia sent the portal to the Medical Center and NOT the Mansion infirmary!

"Well, that was fun and all, but if you don't mind, I have a few brusis of my own." Spero looks around the jet one last time before jumping out and heading after Teyilia, Scion and Eclipse, all the while rubbing her head.

He understood the french swearings Logan was putting out, and knew what was going on, and when they had finally landed and where stopped Gambit undoes his belt, watches as the others file out "Merdi" and with that he exits the jet.

The last one to leave the jet, Logan wanders off like he made this kind of landing every day, lights a cigar and turns to Nick. "Ya done good kid. Come with me. Time t' figure out who ya are an' what's goin' on with ya. Got a red head an' a bald guy who 'r gonna wanna have a talk with ya."

After emerging from beneath the jet, Nick looked around in shock. He'd never even dreamed he'd be standing here looking at this old mansion again. An image of a smoking, somewhat radioactive hole in the ground where the mansion had once stood flashed before his eyes. Was it real? He wasn't sure, but it sure seemed to be. Staring at the place now brought a tear to his eye, but Logan's voice broke the nostalgia.

"Lead the way, old man," Nick responded with a familiar affection. "I can't believe Professor Xavier and Dr. Grey-Summers are alive in this world and I can't wait to see them again . . . even if they aren't the people I knew."

- meanwhile back at the Mansion Main Doors -

Eric slowly descended from a great height as he landed a bit down the drive from the X-Mansion. He had been here several times, sometimes even as an actual guest, once or twice as a temporary resident, and several times over a prisoner. He forgave Charles for those times though. Charles did what he thought was right, as did Eric. He began to walk leisurely up the drive.

He didn't wear his battle regalia, as he liked to call it, but instead a well made black suit. He was not here to fight the X-Men, as amusing a distraction that might be, but to talk to Charles. He believed that the growing situation called for them to converse. He had simply observed for far too long. Eric didn't expect to be believed by the other residents, though.

Eric didn't even bother being refused at the buzzer in the gate and opened the metal doors with a small wave of his hand before placing them back into their normal place. Though he had come on a mission of peace, he waited for the X-Men to attempt to stop him as he approached. He fully expected to be able to repel them, but it was tiring to deal with at times.

He took the three steel balls he carried with him out of his pocket, making them float over his hands rhythmically as he approached. It was oddly calming at times, the motion of these orbs, and it took no concentration at all. Besides, it was intimidating, Eric thought with a small smirk. Psychology was half the battle, he always said, in everything.

He prepared himself to fight off whatever was thrown at him as he walked towards the front door. He had the self-assurance that only immense power can bring.

It will be good to talk with Charles again. It has been too long.

Xavier smiled to Janus, "Being blunt for one thing is something many of us have to be at times," he said, he felt Eric outside making his way to the door, and rather let Jean at him he said calmy, "Jean, if you would be so kind as to show Janus here around the mansion? I have a meeting with an old friend that I must attend to" Xavier then smiled, "better yet, why not take some time off and go for a short drive, the Blackbrid is being used right now, but the Garage has many cars that can fit you all."

"I think that sounds like a plan professor" Jean said, she looked to Janus, Longshot & Alex, "this way." she said leading the three towards the garage, as they walked she asked, "who is hungery?"

As soon as the three left Xavier went to the door and opened it to allow Eric inside, it had been a long time since they had last seen the other as friends, even though at times they had been against the other.

Eric walked through the door, looking around the mansion as he did so. It was a beautiful house, and he was always glad whenever he was able to visit Charles as a friend and guest. It was a tribute to their friendship that, despite all that had happened between them, they could still call each other friends. In fact, Charles was probably the best friend that he had.

Eric turned to look at Charles, smiling warmly at one of the few men he considered his peers. He held out his hand for him to shake.

"It is good to see you again, Charles."

His face grew serious as he turned to his reason for being here. He assumed that Charles already knew why he was here, as he made no attempt to block Charles' telepathy. He wished to discuss the recent events with his old friend. He smiled a bit as he quipped.

"I'm sure you're not wondering why I'm here, Charles. I thought that it was time for us to talk, no?"

"Well this was a waste..." Janus says, walking to the garage with the others. The mutant sighed slightly as he was brushed off again. "I don't get it..." He said, brushing his hair to one side. "I come here to meet with the guy, and I'm going on a Sunday drive? What is this?" Janus said, slightly peeved off again. "I don't want to drive around...I'd rather wait here...I've seen too much of the city." Once again, Janus seemed to be getting around to grating on people's nerves.

Following Jean around the corner Alex said, "well in was gonna go fo a ride anyways but i need to clean up first, so uhm you guys go ahead ill catch yah up!!", runs back and up the stairs towards his room to have a shower and get changed

Xavier took Erics hand in his own, "It is good to see you too old friend" he said, as the two then headed for a place where Eirc could sit down, "In fact I was thinking of contacting you to see if you knew the whereabouts of a few of my students that have gone missing, though I suspect that is not the case of why you are here is it?" Charles asked with a kind smile to his friend, it had been a while since they last saw the other. "You do not know, Charles? I am making no special effort to keep you out of my mind."

He smiled at his old friend. It was odd how they could quip with each other even after everything. Eric sat down, placing his coat on the back of the chair that he sat in. His face grew serious as he came to the topic at hand.

"I do not know where your students are, Charles. You have my word that I have nothing to do with their disappearance." He began floating the steel balls again as he sat there, thinking as he did so. He thought about what could be done about this situation. He watched them as he continued talking.

"I wanted to talk about who could be behind this, in fact. I wanted to know what you knew. I assume that your missing X-Men were investigating the recent murder?" He looked at Charles again. "These people seem to be willing to crush anyone underfoot for their own power. No matter what you may think of me, I do not want unnecessary war. This can do nothing but harm mutant-kind."

Janus started walking toward where Xavier and his...friend were, but curiosity killed the cat, as it were. Janus turned the corner to the main entry just in time to hear, "...investigating the recent murder?" He stared to the two as Magneto stated the rest of his words, and Janus blinked. "Wha...What...Okay, sorry to interrupt but...what's going on?" The mutant said, blinking softly again. "I...mean...who's this guy?"

Eric looked over to see the origin of the voice. Seeing it was a student, Eric didn't want to panic the boy too much. Eric understood that Charles had probably warned his students about him, to be wary of him. The last thing he wanted to do was ruin the perhaps temporary truce that was building here.

"It is no problem, my boy. I think we are not discussing anything particularly secret, right, Charles?"

Eric held his hand out to the boy, smiling warmly. Eric was nothing if not polite, even to those who might consider him their enemy. He stood to greet the boy as well, standing erect but attempting to not be threatening.

"My name is Eric Lensherr. I am an old friend of Charles', and we are discussing recent events."

"Janus Cascade." The mutant said, shaking the hand with a relative vigor. It gave a slight resonance of a static discharge, though nothing too powerful. "Just here to see what this place is all about really...Nice to meet you. Lensherr? That...sounds German, maybe Polish..." The young man released the hand after shaking it, then smiled, brushing some of his white hair away. "You...a mutant too?" Janus asked, questioning the man in front of him slightly. It was pretty clear that Janus wasn't a student at the Mansion the way he spoke.

"You have a good ear, my boy. It is indeed a Polish name."

He then laughed a bit. It had been a long time since someone didn't recognize him. He had become a well-known face over his life. It was a change. He continued to smile as he continued to talk to the boy.

"I apologize. Yes, I am indeed a mutant"

He looked over the boy. He looked a bit young. Perhaps not even 20 yet. He looked the perfect age to join Xavier's school if he chose too.

"So, are you considering enrolling here? Though we have differing opinions, I can say that my old friend here runs a quality school."

"I...uh...really don't want to learn about things like, business and finance...My older sister handles those kind of things. I'd really like to learn more about myself and what I can do. I never finished High School." Janus felt slightly dumb when he spoke up, but he didn't sound too sad about it. "I hold down a small job, and my sis keeps going to school...it's a pretty even deal." Cascade smirked slightly. "But I'm streetwise, I mean, I'm not an idiot."

Eric laughed at the young man's enthusiasm. He seemed like a bright boy, and would probably do well here if he decided to go. Eric did not grudge Charles his students, though he disagreed with his philosophy. If they believed in Charles, they would go to Charles. If they believed in his teachings, they came to him.

"Well, you can certainly learn that here. You could perhaps say that I am well acquainted with how well Charles teaches his students."

Eric was curious about the boy. He looked him over with a slightly critical, though still friendly eye.

"If you do not mind my asking, what is your specific mutation?"

"Well...if you ask my sister...It's Photoelectric Synthetic Creation in large quantities..." Janus rubbed his shoulder as he worked out a crick in his neck. "All I ever get out of that is Photons...It's got something to do with Electricity thats in light. I can't really damage like...to inanimate objects...but I think it disrupts the...cent...cent...nervous thingy." Maybe Janus wasn't as smart as Eric thought he was. He then snapped his fingers. "Central Nervous System, that's it. I can also store Light Energy in my body and then release it like a flash bulb...What's really weird is that, in the dark, I can release energy like a dull light bulb." Janus looked up to one of the Mansion's lights, just staring at it, his irises slightly changing color. "And I can stare at lights without any real...harmful side effects."

Eric followed Janus as he described his gifts. He in fact knew what the scientific term for it meant, but followed as he described what he could do with it. An interesting gift, it seemed, one that could have a lot of potential for power.

"Interesting, interesting. Is you sister gifted like yourself? It sometimes runs in families like that."

He unconsciously removed the metal balls from his pocket an began revolving them above his palm. He sometimes did that while he was talking with people. They revolved almost lazily around, orbiting slowly. He turned to Charles.

"It seems they get younger every day, hmm? Perhaps I am just getting older."

He turned back to Janus, waiting for his answer. He kept his cordial smile as they talked. Anyone who didn't know who he was might not know he was capable of friendliness, but he was not always as harsh as that.

"Two words, Telekinetic Manipulation." Janus said, stretching gently. "Alice is pretty neat, she can do a lot of things, but her powers are so subtle that she really doesn't do much and they manifest...I like her alot though, and I'd do anything to protect her, even if she usually protects me." The mutant stretched gently as he looked to Eric's rotating metal balls. He blinked softly. "And...I guess you can do stuff with TK too?"

Eric realized what he was doing, looking at the balls rotating over his hand. He smiled, shaking his head. He placed the balls back in his pocket smoothly. He had hoped that he could keep his presence here as secret as possible, but it had slipped his mind.

"Something to that effect. I am blessed with the gift of manipulating magnetic fields myself. That trick is something I do sometimes, a habit you could say. So, telekinesis? An interesting power that is. Psychic powers have always fascinated me."

He looked at the boy, wondering if he would figure out who he was. Hopefully he wouldn't panic if he did, though that was a usual response when he was recognized. He leaned back into his chair, relaxing a bit.

Charles smiled,it was good to see his friend in a good mood while visiting, he listened as Janus introdeuced himself, lost in thought, The team should be on its way back by now, though something must have gone wrong, Jean was worried about something, but what? he thought, then she spoke again, "It appears that the team that I sent about the murder of the runer for president went missing in Washington DC, however the rescue team when they got there, they ran into trouble, from what I heard of course." he said, he face seemed to take on a more tired look, filled with worry.

"Those that are missing are the most vital to this schoolyou know of them as Storm, Rogue and Iceman, they were the three that I sent to find out what happened, we lost contact with them thirty-one days ago, so today I sent a small five man team to see what happened, from the sounds of things I should have sent JEan with them." he said.

He smiled again, "Eirc, when you come here to visit like you do every so often, I would very much perfer that I not use my powers unless I think it needed, you know that, after all, we are not enemies." Xavier sat back in his wheelchair. He sent a mesage to Logan, "Logaan, what is wrong, who is injurded or hurt, get back to the mansion quick as you can, Storm is not in DC anymore, she is somewhere in New York, I will use Cerebro within the hour to see where the feeling came from as I just felt in again." he sent to Logan.