"That's the place?" Kitty asked in disbelief.
They looked at the old warehouse. "That's what Caliban said." Ray told her. "Now what do we do?" He asked.
Jean and Scott both exchanged looks. They knew either their teammates were sleeping or thinking of a way to escape. "We need to make sure they can't get hurt."
"Can ve make contact with them vithout Magneto knowing?" Kurt asked.
"I'm… I'm not sure." Jean said.
"Don't worry Jean, we'll figure out something." Scott said putting his arm over her shoulder, she looked up and smiled at him as he returned the smile.
Mystique scuffed. "Let's just get this over with. I want my teammate back."
******************************************
Rogue looked up. "Oh hey John."
"Hey look I came to apologize."
"What fer?" She asked confused.
"Well I called ya a name earlier when you weren't around and Pietro, well the mate got real mad about it."
"An` what name would that be?" She asked.
John looked quite embarrassed. "I called you a Goth Chick."
Rogue smirks. "An` Pietro got mad `bout ya callin` me that? He used at call me that all tha tahme."
"He did?" He asks shocked as she nods.
"But when ah left at join tha X-Men it turned from Goth Chick at Traitor so go figure."
John shrugs. "Well, I'll just have to talk with the mate later then. Just wanted to say sorry, Sheila."
"Ah accept yer apology." Rogue said smiling.
John nods and leaves her room quickly. He knows his face is probably as red as his flaming hair. "Why'd the Sheila go and smile at me." He muttered under his breath.
~Authors note~
Pietro: 44
Remy: 37
John: 3
Piotr: 2
Fred: 0
Evan: -1