Hawk quickly showered and raced to Logan's room the next morning. He wasn't in there. Darn it! She thought. He must be in the Danger Room. As she walked out, she saw Rogue heading her way. "Hey, Rogue!"
Rogue looked up from some papers she was holding in her hand. "Hey, Hawk."
"Is Logan in the Danger Room?"
"I think so."
"Good." Hawk bolted to the staircase.
"Hey!" Rogue exclaimed at Hawk's quickness. "What's going on?"
"Tell ya on the way."
X
Logan was just coming out of the Danger Room when Hawk literally bumped into him. "Ow!" She exclaimed, rubbing her shoulder. "You should warn me of that."
Logan looked at her puzzled. "What's wrong?"
"It's, Storm," Hawk said breathlessly.
Logan suddenly looked hopeful. "She's back?"
Hawk shook her head. "No, and she won't be anytime soon."
Logan had a dark look on his face. "What do you mean?"
"Logan, the government's kidnapped Storm.
X
"So you're telling me that you had a dream, and now you're convinced that she's been kidnapped by the government?" Logan asked. They were all in the dining room; luckily for them, it was empty.
"Look, Logan," Hawk said, her voice hard. "I know the difference between my dreams, stray dreams, and reality. This was real."
"But how do you know?"
"I'm not claustrophobic." Hawk knew she had him there. He gave in.
"So how do we prove it?" Rogue asked.
"The Blackbird is probably at the airport somewhere," Hawk said. "We all know that Storm would not leave it unless it was absolutely necessary. We go and look for the Blackbird."
X
Storm wished she was back at the mansion. The rumors were true. This was torture. So far, the worst was when they had placed a sack over her head and dumped water endlessly on it. When she felt like she was going to drown, they stopped. Then they continued their questioning.
X
Hawk, Logan, and Rogue were at the Blackbird. Storm wasn't there. Hawk was about a few yards away from the jet when she found a syringe; the needle still in it. "I knew it," she said inaudibly. Then she turned the jet's direction. "Logan!"
Logan was by the ramp with Rogue, but he ran towards Hawk when she called and waved. "Told'ya so," she said triumphantly.
"What is it?" Logan asked.
"A syringe with a needle in it," Hawk said, purposely stating the obvious. She giggled when he glared at her, then turned serious. " I honestly have no idea. Probably a sedative of some sorts. I'm gonna laugh if it's serequel."
"Huh?"
"Serequel," Hawk repeated. "It's a mood stabilizing sedative that I used to take. My mom said it made me a zombie, and it also made me gain alot of weight, so I got off. But, believe me, that thing would make you go out in a heartbeat. I was probably on 300 mg. It'd take about fifteen minutes or so for me to go out, then I'd sleep like a rock. Trust me on this, the right dosage would make a full grown adult go out instantly."
"How do we know it's not from some sort of junkie?"
"Please, Logan, we're at an airport. That would be stupid. Secondly, if it was a junkie, then what's this..." she plucked a small strand of hair from the syringe. Logan shrugged. "It's a strand of silver hair," Hawk said. "Now, unless this junkie's old, which I highly doubt, this is Storm's."
"Now, what do we do?" Rogue asked, coming up to them.
"This sounds like Beast's territory," Logan said, "just call him up."
"That's where you're wrong," Hawk said. "Beast might be able to negotiate for us, but he can't negotiate the release of prisoner's. This sounds like we're going to need Traveler's help."
X
Zoe Caspian was walking on her way to one of the common room's when Hawk came by and stopped her in the corridor. "Traveler," Hawk said hurriedly. Traveler stopped and and looked at her. The nine year old's eyes looking concerned. "I need you to do me a big favor, okay?"
Traveler nodded.
"I need you to call your father, okay? Tell him that we need his help, and fast. Here, you can use my cell."
Zoe nodded and dialed the number.
"What's going on here?" A voice said behind them.
"Gina!" Hawk exclaimed, spinning around and seeing the tall brunette behind. "We really need to talk to the president.
"Why?" Gina asked. "Does this have anything to do with Storm?"
"It has everything to do with Storm."
X
"Why do you persist this?" Storm asked painfully. They had just finished giving her a thorough beating. With her mind all worked up from the pain, she had been unable to concentrate and use her powers. She could only endure it.
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