Author's Note: Silent Doom: Thank you very much, Silent Doom. I'm very much up to updating now :)
legolasfreak2: They're trying to see if any of the X-Men's security has changed. Magneto knows that Charles is bound to expect something from him, so he wants Mystique and John to scope out everything and see if they can't find anything. Hope I've helped you out.
Chica De Los Ojos Cafe: Thank you very much :)
And here's the next chapter!
Chapter Twelve
Bobby was sweating profusely and he could barely keep his eyes focused. A few minutes later he felt something wet land on his shaking arm. He looked up and more wet drops landed on his face. It had started to rain. He was so happy he could have hugged Storm right then and there. The rain kept him from dehydration and it also helped him put out the fires. He would have them all out in less than ten minutes now.
Cyclops got back up, clutching his stomach with one hand. It had hurt worst now since he wasn't in his suit. John bumped into his shoulder as he ran to get to Mystique. She blew Cyclops a kiss, still as Jean, and then they both took off. He stared at them go, his other hand by his visor. He had to blast them! But he still hesitated.
'What are you doin'?' Logan demanded as he ran up to Cyclops. The rain had put out the fire surrounding him. When Cyclops didn't say anything, he shoved him on the shoulder, bringing him back to reality.
'I couldn't!' he wailed, having not heard Logan.
'You should have shot her dammit!'
Scott turned on Logan. 'Why the hell would I?'
'That was Mystique, don' you get it! She was th' same Jean I saw when Sabretooth came,' Logan explained, just realizing it himself.
Scott just looked at him.
'Hey guys. Everything okay?' Bobby asked. Just putting the last fire out.
'Yeah, come on,' Logan said.
Bobby followed him, but Scott stayed where he was. He looked back in the direction Mystique and John had taken and stared into the emptiness, the rain drenching him.
'What's up with him?' Bobby asked in a quite voice.
'He's jus' bin reminded o' th' past in a clear new way,' Logan answered.
Bobby knew to ask nothing else. He pushed the buttons on the secret panel that only the X-Men knew and the gate opened. As he looked back at Scott, he didn't lock it back.
Bobby followed Logan as he headed to the Professor's office. There, the rest of the X-Men watched them as they came in.
'Where is Scott?' Storm asked.
'Outside,' Charles said, before Logan could answer. 'He needs some time alone.'
'Yeah, well, Mystique's gitting on my ever lastin' nerves,' Logan said as he sat down in a chair.
'Mystique?' Bobby asked. 'That was her?'
'An' she wasn't alone,' Logan muttered darkly. 'I almost got 'im!'
'Who?' Bobby asked again.
'John. He knew of the security system, well, almost. We'll have to keep an eye on him,' Charles said.
'He did all of that! That bast-'
'Bobby,' Charles warned.
'Sorry,' Bobby muttered, looking down at the ground.
'I did get something from his mind though. I couldn't get anything at first. They seemed to have found a way to block me, but after Logan fought with him, I finally got inside his head,' Charles said. 'I know where they're going. We'll start late tomorrow because of all of this, but you'll need all of your strength.'
'So, where we goin'?' Logan asked.
'I think you know that answer pretty well by now, Logan.'
'We're goin' to Canada,' Logan said.
'Exactly. I'll explain everything tomorrow. We'll leave at one o'clock. Everyone get some sleep now. I'm going to talk to Scott,' Charles said as he wheeled out the door.
A minute passed, then everyone went to the door and went to their own rooms.
'You and your bright ideas!' Mystique muttered as they were still jogging.
'Well, I wasn't the one who put us here in the first place!' John retorted.
Mystique stopped. 'No, you were the one who didn't think they would change the security.'
John was expecting her to spit venom any minute. She turned back around, but slowed down her pace when the bar came into sight.
John asked if she'd hold on for a minute.
'Why?' she asked.
'Because I'm bleeding gallons over here! What would the people outside the bar think?' he asked.
She stopped, so he bent down and tore a long length off the bottom of his shirt. He was still a few inches short, but that part of the gash wasn't as deep as the rest of it.
'Now, what will the people outside think?' Mystique had to ask as John got back up with half his shirt torn off.
'It was big foot,' John replied.
Mystique rolled her eyes and they started walking again. She was in her blonde form again and they waited for a cab. When one came, they went in it. The driver stared at John. Mystique paid him extra and told him to ask no questions to keep his mouth shut. He dropped them off at a deserted alley and floored it once they were out. Mystique and John finally got back to the hideout. Magneto was still waiting for them in his office.
'What happened?' Magneto asked as he took in John's bloody arm.
'He stepped on new security,' Mystique answered.
'Sometimes I ask myself why I even bothered bringing you in,' Magneto said.
'Sorry?' John tried.
Magneto gave him a sour look. 'Imbecile. Now we'll be leaving at 7 in the morning. I have gotten word from Sabretooth. If you aren't ready, then I'll leave you here.'
'Okay . . .' John gulped.
