AN: I'm so beyond sorry that this took so long for me to get out there. I realize that it's been months since I updated but with all the insanity that comes with the holiday season not to mention trying to find somewhere to live near my new college, Bridgewater State, I haven't been able to write much. That and the fact that I was having problems figuring out what I wanted to do with the story. I still haven't figured that all out yet but it'll come in time. Anyway...I hope this chapter is worth the wait.

Sarah looked around the room, unsure about what to say to Dustin. She had all of these questions she was dying to ask but she couldn't think of which one she should start with.

"Um...so you're obviously not dead...why haven't you written to me at all?" Sarah asked.

"I already told you I wasn't in a good place to do that." Dustin replied.

"That tells me jack shit about what's been going on with you these past five years. If you're not going to tell me everything than I'm gonna leave." Sarah threatened.

"Fine, fine. I didn't really want to get into this but if you insist. I was minding my own business, about 3 days after you left, when out of nowhere some thugs start trying to beat on me. I fought with them, and might've won, but reinforcements came. They eventually knocked me out. When I woke up I was in some strange warehouse type facility. Your uncle approached me." Dustin started

"Wait a minute...my uncle?!" Sarah asked shocked.

"Your uncle. He told me that I had two choices...either join him and hunt for mutants or refuse and be tortured. Of course I refused. I'm not gonna describe what they did. It's not really important. Anyway, it turns out that they wanted you for something. When I busted out of there I was able to obtain a file. It contained information about a group of mutants called the X-Men...I think your friends and our chaperone are part of that little group. Anyway...what I read about them once I had escaped seemed to make them out to be associated with your uncle in some way shape or form. I got worried about you so I came looking for you figuring you were being held inside their mansion. And you know the rest." Dustin finished.

"Ok...I suppose I can believe that my uncle's a mutant hunter. Lord knows he would've loved to have gotten rid of me before I was able to run away. But if he wanted me so badly, why didn't he come and get me in Worcester? I mean it's not like I was really making an effort to hide myself." Sarah replied.

"Simple. Why do the dirty work when you can have someone else do it for you?" Dustin responded.

"You know I don't think these X-Men are with my uncle on anything. I mean how do you know the data you got from that file is real?" Sarah asked.

"How do you know it's not?" Dustin countered.

"Because I know my uncle better than that. You coming to this mansion is probably something he had planned on. What better way to get you to come here than to make you think that the X-Men are enemies and have me in custody?" Sarah replied.

"Ok you got me there but what're we gonna do about it?" Dustin asked.

"Well...it seems that my uncle wants us here...but it also seems like we'd be safest here since there's strength in numbers. The two people who brought me here seemed like they could give anyone my uncle sent more than a run for their money." Sarah mused.

"Yeah but can we trust them?" Dustin asked.

"Do we really have a choice?" Sarah countered.

"I guess not...since we don't even know how your uncle's gonna be coming at us."

"That's why I think we should talk with them. If they're in for a fight they should have some warning first and they might have more experience with this sort of shit than we do." Sarah said.

"Alright. But I think we should only tell the ones who brought you here." Dustin remarked.

"That's good enough for me. I don't think I trust anyone else even though Henry, the blue furry guy, seems nice enough."

Having come to an agreement, Sarah and Dustin headed out of the room and rejoined Henry to go to the kitchen.