What's a Mutant?

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter 22:

~Alex~

                I ran down the hallway, nearly running into a making out Lily and Dylan. When I got to Sean’s door, I banged on the door.

                “Sean!!! Open the door!” I yelled.

                He opened the door and gave me his normal I-say-I’m-not-depressed-but-I-am look. Also I noted that it was early afternoon and he still just had on pajama shorts and no shirt, but around his neck was the necklace he was going to give to Breeze for her birthday…last year. “What?”

                I took a deep breath to get air. “Cerebro is up and running,” I managed to get out between my heavy breathing.

                “Yeah, so?” Sean asked.

                Then Sapheron walked down the hall and up to us.

                “What’s going on?” she asked.

                I forced myself not to roll my eyes at her. “Sean, Cerebro is working, that means Professor X can find anyone in the world.”

                “Point?” Sean asked.

                I hit him on the forehead with the palm of my head. “You are an idiot Sean,” I said. “In a few minutes we will know where Helena and Breeze are.”

                His face turned to shock, and then relief. I could have sworn his eyes got teary.

                “Really?” he asked with the happiness I had seen in his expression in a year.

                I nodded and smiled at him. “Yes, we are finally going to find them.”

                “Well let’s get going,” Sean said eagerly.

                The two of us started down the hallway. Sean hadn’t even grabbed a shirt.

                “Sean.”

                I wanted to hit her. Why could Sapheron not except that Sean had someone else, someone better than her.

                We stopped and looked back at her. Sean gave her a ‘I’m sorry’ look.

                “I love her,” he said. “Come on Alex.”

                The two of us broke into a run, leaving Sapheron behind. We ran through the building, to the elevator, and through the white halls of the underground rooms. Once we got to Cerebro Professor X was just coming out. Hank, Logan, Scott, and Gene (a girl that came to the Academy about eight months ago) were waiting outside.

                “Sean,” Logan said, “the shirtless look doesn’t look too good on you.”

                He rolled his eyes, and looked at Professor X. “Do you…”

                He nodded in reply. “They are in Northern Russia.”

                “As in the wasteland of Russia?” Scott asked.

                Professor X smiled. “Yes.”

                “When can we leave?” I asked.