Chapter Ten
FBI Headquarters
Julian and Jamie were now well rested and calmer. The FBI agents decided to send in a less threatening interviewer, so they called in Agent Emily Vallart. Julian and Jamie were sitting together at the conference table when she came in, reading the file.
"Hi, Ms. Vallart." Jamie said happily, thankful to see a familiar face.
"Do I know you?" she asked
"Nope. You knew some friends of mine a few years back." Jamie said.
"I see. Well then, let's get to it shall we?"
"Okay." Jamie said happily, but Julian cleared his throat to interrupt.
"Who is she?"
"She used to work as a therapist."
"You were in therapy?"
"Nope, but lots of others were."
"Why didn't I know this? No wait, there used to be that guy therapist that lives in the woods now."
"She was before him, she quit the day you arrived. Not because of you though."
"Well of course not because of me! I've never made anyone quit. GO nuts? Yeah, that used to be a ton of fun, but never quit."
Agent Vallart was beginning to feel nervous now, Jamie had already looked vaguely familiar (she hated working with teenagers, the brought back bad memories) but what he was saying scared her…if it was these people…
"Anyway. We agreed to tell it once more from the top." Julian said, still frowning. "I'll begin. It all started a few weeks ago, after I learned that the last three years had been a LIE and my life had been STOLEN from me, I decided I wanted to talk to the only people to ever escape completely, because I wanted unrelated advice. But no one knows where the LeBeaus are anymore-"
"Actually I-" Jamie said.
"Did you say LeBeau? Remy? Rogue? Katie?" Said Agent Vallart, as Jamie sighed.
"Yes, do you know them?" said Julian.
"Years ago. Go on."
"Anyway. Because no one knows where they are, I decided to look in the most likely places, which led us to Vegas where we ran into a bit of unrelated trouble and were trying to avoid said trouble when we reached Chicago."
"I'm sorry to interrupt, but can you explain this Vegas trouble?"
"Nope. It's unrelated. I will not speak of it, if you do indeed know Logan, you are likely to inform Logan and I will never admit he is right about anything after the last three years." Julian said with a frown. "Look I might have trouble remembering certain things like any number aside from 74…and 47, but I'm no idiot. Besides it has nothing to do with you, so mind your own business. We ain't got a lot of time before they catch up with us and we need to be going soon. Anyway as I was saying, we were busy minding our own business when we overheard a certain conversation between some heads of criminal organizations planning criminal activities that I recorded on my phone and already handed over when we were spotted and had to run for our lives. Again. SO in summery. Crime bosses. Planning to sell some stuff and kill some people. You all have the recording. Can we go now before they find us?"
"Who? Logan?"
"No no, Logan's not going to find us, he's probably distracted by some charts and forgotten all about us by now, well maybe still mad, but not following us certainly."
"Actually, according to The Book, pocket edition, run away students and staff are given a month to come to their senses before they are tracked down to either return or officially resign." Said Jamie pulling out a copy of the book.
"Traitor! You brought that with us on this trip? What else are you hiding from me? Are you really working for them?"
"Nothing, I keep trying to tell you stuff and you don't listen. Like I know where-" Jamie said with a pout.
"Wait! Logan's coming here?" Agent Vallart was beginning to panic.
"Him or Wade." Said Julian casually as if the matter was of no importance.
"Wade? The sword freak obsessed with ninjas and elves?" She was even more frightened of Wade than Logan.
"Ninjas? Oh no, he forgot about those guys' years ago when he started obsessing over salesmen like Logan. Because Logan can convince anybody of anything apparently. Even me to stay instead of going to Paris. Or London. Or Springfield." Julian said, and it was then that Agent Vallart realized these boys were just as crazy as the rest of them. What scared her the most was that meant they were also being truthful. She spent far too long on this case before switching careers, and knew from experience that the Xaviers' people were insane, impulsive, destructive, and completely honest when it came to these kinds of situations.
She excused herself to go inform the other Agents what she had learned, and to request her vacation time. Ten minutes later, the boys were once more on their way, and the FBI was convinced that they were geniuses, who were masters of deceptions. With the added greenlight from Agent Vallart on their truthfulness her bosses were convinced the 'insane-stupid' thing was just an act. After all, two young people who behaved in such a bizarre manner couldn't possibly solve such a huge case unless they were faking their ineptness, right?
The boys had just reached the parking lot, when they saw the first salesman. A portly balding man in a grey pinstripe suit and black tiny nametag. These were, in Julian's opinion, the worse type. With their constantly present cell phone they could have a crowd of salesmen on the car before the boys could reach it. Julian saw the man already speaking into a phone, and hurriedly pushed Jamie along as they ran for the car. They reached at the same time as a woman in a pink suit.
"Hello boys, can I interest you in some free samples?" she asked with a smile, as Jamie screamed and Julian fumbled with the keys. This was it, it was the end for them. He finally managed to push the unlock button as the woman was joined by a younger man in a yellow polo shirt.
What he was selling, they would never know because they dived into the car, and drove off with screeching tires before either managed to close their doors or fasten their seatbelts. Julian being a semi-responsible adult type being did stop at the edge of the parking lot to correct this, however. Because no matter how terrified he was, he had a perfect driving record, and these beasts weren't taking that from him!
The salesmen, devoid of their target, milled around the parking lot for a few minutes, before calling back to headquarters. It was decided then that they may try to return to Xaviers. Luckily (or unluckily depending on who you were) there was a sales convention being held just fifty miles from Bayville, that could be transferred by morning.
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Wade and John were now joined by Bobby and Piotr in the search for the missing boys. For some reason neither could understand, Logan decided they were not trustworthy enough to go out just the two of them. Seriously, you get arrested four times in the same day, and all of a sudden you aren't trustworthy. Besides, if that carnival didn't want the fireworks set off, why did they set the display so close to where the public could see it? And ropes to keep people out? Really? All that did was make getting there more fun. Sadly, though, for them, Bobby and Piotr were the 'Lets focus on work and no fires' type.
This trip was bound to be very boring and possibly productive unless they acted fast and managed to shake their escorts. John and Wade decided this was their first priority after they were told no twice about stopping for snacks. I mean really, who doesn't take snacks on a road trip? So, technically this was a mission, but really they didn't think there was much of a difference. Now they just needed to figure out how to do it.