Ruse •X-men•

Chapter 3

Dannielle had no idea how they got it, but they did. Currently they all stood around the circular table, Dannielle stood between Hank and Logan, opposite Charles while they laid out the paper.

"The room they're holding him in was built during the Second World War... when there was a shortage of steel. So the foundation is pure concrete and sand. No metal." Hank explained. Dannielle was leaning on the table while looking down at the ink, inspecting all the small corridors and rooms of the ground floor.

"He's being held... a hundred floors beneath the most heavily guarded building the planet." Charles stated.

"Why's he in there?" Logan's question made the trio look up at him with disbelief, how could he not know?

"What, he forgot to mention?" Charles questioned, looking over to Hank for a moment. Logan's blank stare causes Charles to laugh in disbelief. Dannielle remembered her future self told Logan not to worry about it and that they'll tell him when he was here. She really began to regret it.

"Uh, JFK." Hank muttered. The look on Logan's face was nothing but bewilderment.

"He killed...."

"What else explains a bullet miraculously curving through the air? Erik's always had a way with guns. Are you sure you want to carry on with this?" Charles spoke, looking up at Logan with a raised brow.

"Hey this is your plan, not mine."

"We don't have any resources to get us in-"

"Or out. It's just me and Hank." Dannielle glared at Charles, standing up strait and crossing her arms over her chest.

"And me." She added. Charles looks up at her and let out a small laugh.

"I'm not letting a fourteen-"

"Sixteen." She corrected.

"Sixteen year old- sixteen?" Charles looked confused. He frowned and looked over to her.

"No you're only fifteen." He said, causing her to laugh.

"Actually, you seemed to have forgotten that it is- in fact my birthday." Everyone went silent. The man opposite her only stared with wide eyes and a slightly open mouth.

"I know a guy." Logan broke the silence, "yeah, he'd be a young man now- only a few years older than you, Dannie." He looked at her, "grew up outside of D.C. He could get into anywhere. Just don't know how the hell to find him." Hank looked over at Charles and sighed.

"I guess cerebro is out of the question." Charles didn't respond, he only looked away.

"If only you guys had internet." Logan's statement made the three look at him with raised brows.

"What's internet?" Dannielle asked. Logan sighed, he didn't know how to explain what internet was, it was too complex.

"We might not have internet, but I'm pretty sure we have a phone book lying around." Dannielle stated. Logan looked at her and watched as she rushed to the study. She flung open one of the cupboards, looking through the books and old paper files.

"Aha! Found it." She said to herself. Dannielle wrapped her fingers around the thick book and pulled it out. She turned back to the group and walked over to the table, dropping the book over the blueprint in front of Logan.

"It's the most recent copy." She told him. Logan opened the book, skipping the first three quarters. It didn't take him long to find what he was looking for and when he did, he asked for a pen and some paper.

"What now?" Dannielle asked, looking from Logan to Charles.

"We'll go pick him up tomorrow. Now though, we plan the break in."