"Well, I hate to be the one to say 'I told you so'--" "Oh shut up Max you know you do," Ryan said. "We did tell him so, and he got caught didn't he? He didn't last two seconds alone did he?" Max said. Despite Max's joking the fear crept into the room. Hope shivered despite the warm blanket wrapped around her body and Ryan's massive arm around her shoulders. Scott had fallen so fast that it made their heads spin. They had thought he would loose on his own but not quite so quickly. Ryan had tried to go after him to either help or stop him but Hope, Max and Andie held him at bay. "So what do we do now Professor?" Ryan asked. "Trask and Dobson have Scott, Storm and the Morlocks, there's no telling when they're going to turn them against us, and though Scott made a bad decision he was right, we need to do something." Andie's chair bumped across the floor as she stood. "I'm going to talk to The Brotherhood." "All right," the Professor said. "We should have done that earlier." "Going now." Andie disappeared through the swinging door. Hope sighed and grabbed a fistful of hair out of her face. "This is nuts," she said. "I never realized how much some people hated mutants." "Believe me," Max said motioning to his broken arm. "They do." She shook her head and glanced over at Ryan. His eyes focused on the table and the skin between his eyebrows wrinkled. He tapped his fingers on the table, then rubbed his chin. Dobson had two of the most powerful mutants and the Morlocks and no matter how he figured it, he could see no way out of the mess they were in.