Generation Next (X-Men fanfic)

Twenty Eight

Angela came running into Ziva and Skylar's room. "Turn on the TV, turn it on now!" She about-faced and ran from the room.

Ziva lifted her head with a groan and peeked at the clock. "It's eight in the morning!"

Skylar yawned, stretched, and turned on the TV. Her shocked gasp brought Ziva out from beneath her pillow.

"What's wrong, Skylar?" She followed Skylar's finger that was pointing at the TV screen. "Holy crap! How did that happen?"

Craig ran into the room. Chest bare, Ziva couldn't help but notice that he wore only a pair of sweats that hung low on his hips. And that he looked fiiiiine dressed—or undressed—like that. She told her brain to dial back the hormones; they had a crisis to deal with right now.

"Did you see the news? Lenny's taken over the White House and declared himself President!" Craig yelled.

Ziva sat up and brushed her mussed hair out of her face. "How in the hell did he manage to accomplish that? The guy is an idiot!"

A'Cadia came into the room looking pale and upset. "I wasn't fast enough! I had all his plans but I didn't tell Logan what I'd given him."

"Wait, what?" Craig frowned at her as she sat next to Skylar's feet on the bed.

"I went back to Lenny's stupid office building and copied files from his computers. All of his plans, everything. I gave the drive to Logan last night, but I didn't tell him what was on it, I just told him to give it to Storm. This is all my fault!" She gestured toward the television screen.

"And how exactly do you figure that?"

She sent Stone a defeated look. He stood framed in the doorway, one shoulder propped against the doorjamb, arms folded across his massive chest. "If I had told Logan to look at the plans right away maybe we could have stopped this!"

"Mmmhmm, maybe and then again maybe this idea of his wasn't in those plans. Maybe Lenny would have won anyway, and people would have gotten hurt if we intervened. At least now we can come up with a solid plan to get his butt out of there."

Skylar had a goofy little grin on her face as she looked between Stone and A'Cadia. Uh oh, Skylar was going to start playing matchmaker. Ziva sat up deciding distraction was probably best right now. As much as she enjoyed teasing A'Cadia about Stone, letting Sky start attempting to get them together would probably be a mistake, though it would be highly entertaining. Her brand of matchmaking involved a lot of picture taking and glitter.

"Right, so what do we do then?"

Stone shrugged. "We figure out a plan and we go kick his butt."

A'Cadia sent him a giant grin. "I like how you think."

"You would," Ziva muttered under her breath.

"Out of the way, Mountain Man." Logan pushed past Stone and eyed all of them. "Storm's office now."

They all sent glances around the room, eyeing one another, before standing and following Logan downstairs to Storm's office. No one was certain if they were in trouble or if this had to do with Lenny. They entered to find Storm sitting behind her desk, although she looked calm, her hair was sleep mussed, and she wore a pair of white silk pajamas, a fluffy white robe over them. Ziva wondered if she was wearing a pair of bunny slippers.

"We seem to have a problem," Storm said calmly while watching the television coverage.

"Seems like a bit more than a problem," Logan growled.

Storm sent him a quelling glare.

"It's a massive problem! We cannot allow Lenny to control the country! The entire government! Can you imagine what he'll do?" Skylar wailed.