Okay, I hope that everyone will be happy with this chapter. I really hope that all of you will enjoy it. I was getting tired as I wrote this since I wrote it late at night. Please read and review.

Victor, Logan, and Hank were almost to the base. They decided to leave the car two miles back, so that they wouldn't be detected by guards and security cameras. They used their feral abilities to run as fast as lightning to get to the base. Logan was leading the way, but thought that he heard something, something that sounded like. . . . .jet engines? There wasn't an airport for miles, and there were never any jets flying over this area, at least not commercial.

"Ya hear that?" Logan asked, stopping by a huge pine tree.

Victor searched the skies. "Jet engines."

"That kind of sounds like the Blackbird," Hank gave a thoughtful expression.

"That little punk must of followed us," Victor growled, leaning against the tree trunk.

"Usually Scooter is respects decisions," Hank said.

"Not this time," Logan said. "Ya know, maybe Jubilee arranged it, she's always had an interest in Vincent."

"Right," Hank nodded. "The jet's very close."

"And there's a field at least 400 feet away East," Logan said. "The jet will land there."

"Let's get goin' to meet it then," Victor grunted.

"You're going accept their help?" Hank rose a brow.

"I have to," he grunted again, not liking that he admitted it.

"We're gonna need all the help we can get," Logan said.

"I know, I should have realized it before," Victor sighed.

"It's okay, Victor," Hank said. "Let's get over there and wait for them to land."

Victor nodded and left, going East. Logan and Victor followed him, the jet started landing in this huge field. The bottom door opened, quietly setting down on the ground, the X-Men walking down to the grassy area. Scott was the first off, followed by Jean, and then Jubilee.

"Where's the professor?" Logan asked Scott. "And Storm?"

"They're both back at the mansion," Scott nodded a little. "Incase we need any help from the professor through Cerebro."

"Good," Hank said. "Is the medic room on the jet all stocked?"

"Yes, just in case that you need it," Jean said.

"I'm actually glad to see ya," Victor said. "I've realized that I will need help with gettin' my son back."

"We're happy to help," Jubilee grinned at him. "So what are we waiting for?! Let's go get Vincent!"

"Hold on there, Jubilee," Logan said. "We need a plan to get by the security and gettin' inside and out in one piece."

"I can easily manipulate the guards' minds," Jean said. "And I can also find Vincent with my mind."

"Right," Logan nodded. "We gotta get in and get out as fast as we can."

"I'll actually stay behind and get the medic room all set just incase we have a couple accidents," Hank said.

"Good idea, furball," Logan agreed.

"Let's go!" Jubilee grinned.

Logan and Victor nodded, leading Jean, Scott, and Jubilee away to the base, that was exactly one mile away.

Meanwhile in the base, Vincent was still passed out. His body did take quite a beating from that procedure. His pale skin was soon regaining its natural color. Anna was still by his side, dabbing a wet cloth to his forehead and cheeks every half hour. She was very worried about him, but he seemed to be getting better.

Anna leaned down and pressed a kiss to his forehead. She was so happy to see him, and she wanted to try and find a way to get out of this base so she could finally be with her family. . . . .she missed all of Vincent's childhood. . . . . .she didn't want to miss anymore of his life.

She set the cloth back in the bowl of water. She leaned back in her chair, just watching her son. Watching how he had grown up from being a little tiny infant to a young man. He looked so much like his father, it was unbelievable. He was such a handsome young man, so full of life and energy, she had to help him get out of this God forsaken place. She half hoped that Victor was on his way right now to get Vincent out of this place.

Victor was nearing the base. He pressed himself against trees with the others. He saw all the guards patrolling the area. A few leaning against light poles, a few walking around, and a few having a smoking break. They were all either talking or daydreaming. Victor then looked to Jean and gave her a nod. She nodded back to him and looked to the guards. She put a couple fingers to her temple and concentrated. The guards fell to the ground, asleep.

Victor gave a smirk and led his brother and the X-Men to the side door of the base. Victor tried jimmying it open, but couldn't get the damn thing to open. Victor started growling in frustration.

"Fuckin' thin'," he growled, taking his claws away.

Logan extracted his index claw and drove it into the metal door, cutting out the lock. "There, let's get in there." He opened the door.

"Jimmy, ya know this place better than anyone, lead the way."

"Alright, stay close." He walked inside and led everyone inside.

"Wow, this place sure is creepy," Jubilee said as she looked around. "I remember this place."

"We all do," Scott said, following Logan down the darkish hallway.

Jean used her telepathy to try and locate Vincent while Logan kept an eye out for some guards. None so far, which was very good. Logan tried sniffing him out, trying to pick up on his scent. Victor did too, sighing when he couldn't find him.

"We'll find him," Jean said.

"I know," Victor sighed again.