AN: I just want to apologize to the people who are reading this fic for not being good and for taking over a month to post anything. I've been so consumed with getting into Bridgewater State College in Bridgewater, MA that I haven't been truly able to update lately! Anyway...thanks are owed to Darlin, who made me realize that people still wanted to read this little fic and to Cyborg Smeet, who's review convinced me to post this chapter as soon as possible. Here it is and I hope you like it.
"Have you found anything concerning the whereabouts of my niece yet?" The tall, imposing man asked.
"Um...no sir...she appears to have vanished without a trace sir." The young man replied hanging his head in a mixture of shame and fear.
"I begin to wonder if we have been searching in the right places then." The man mused.
"Permission to speak freely sir?" The young man asked timidly.
"Yes...what is it?" The other man asked mildly bored.
"Well...sir...I'm wondering if she might not be with those other mutants...you know...the ones that call themselves the X-Men?" The younger man suggested.
"Hmm...that is a possibility that I have ignored until now." The man remarked.
"Should we check in to the possibility sir?" The younger man queried.
"Do so. I want someone on the inside as soon as possible. Though she may not be there now...I believe my niece will eventually try and contact these X-Men regardless." The man ordered.
Back at the institute Sarah was looking forward to finally getting a decent meal and possibly going shopping. She also knew that in all likely hood Dustin wouldn't want to go, at least not clothes shopping, but would probably tag along anyway to try and keep an eye on her. Sarah made a face at the thought and the smell that was emanating from the kitchen. Yuck...eggs...Sarah thought making a face. Sarah couldn't stand eggs. All they did was smell bad and make her sick. I hope they have something else to eat. She thought annoyed.
