Chapter 7: Finding a Way Out
Bobby wasn't sure how much time passed when John slowly opened his eyes, and then groaned. Bobby immediately squeezed John's hand.
"How are you feeling?" Bobby asked softly.
"Now I know what the witch's sister felt when the house fell on her," John answered, a weak smile following.
"What hurts?"
"Everything. My head, my back, my legs," he listed.
"I think we're on our own. If the X-Men were still around, I would've heard something by now."
"I think it's safe to guess that there's no way Magneto and Mystique stuck around," John added. "I don't think they planned on me being around after this."
"I think it's for the better."
"I don't know about that."
"We can discuss that later. First, we have to get out of here and find a phone or something to use to get in touch with the professor."
"I don't think I'm going to be much help."
"I'll search for a way out, in the meantime, you keep talking," Bobby said, standing, still watching John.
"I'll just tell you what I've been up to since leaving," John suggested.
"That's just fine," Bobby replied, satisfied that John would keep talking while he searched.
"It took a little while for me to settle in with Magneto and Mystique. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do and they weren't sure what to make of me. We were cautious around each other. Things started changing, getting better. They began including me in on what they were planning, getting me involved in activities," John said.
Bobby was examining one side of the "room" when John had stopped telling the story. Bobby turned around to see John's eyes closing.