To his credit, Adrian doesn't look at Sly when he gets the news. He does relax visably though, as some of the anger and tension leaves him. His parents weren't total fools fighting for this country after all. Betrayal came from an outside source.

"I'm almost ready to fight. I need to put a few things in order then I'm on board."

"Oh yeah, we need Travis and Ronnie back. I know I'm repeating it, but its important. Really important."

The President sighed not because he was frustrated it was more a gesture of finding his centre.

"Good - I think we're all on the same side. Unfortunately I cannot say anything about your two missing friends... Ms Storm?", he turned to the secretary who briefly nodded.

"I'll get them here ASAP, Mr. President.", her statement sounded as if she had already done that.

"Alright - we're making progress. I'm about to get to the Press conference and need some briefing before we start it. I hope you all take up our offer to work for the government as I am planning to form a special mutant team and establish it as Earth's defender. I assure you, your future and that of your families will be secured both financially and politically. Let me know how you decided after I'm done with the conference. Ms. Storm will provide you the details."

The President excused himself and left the Oval office leaving the Secretary and the Secret Service with the mutants behind.

"Well... in case you don't want to join the team you'd be still provided financially and with a full package of insurances for lifetime. You won't have to work again and can decide where you want to live. You'll get a house with personell and your own security to make sure you're not molested.", she looked the mutants each in the eyes before she continued.

"Should you decide to join the team you'll get the same package on top of working for the government - your salary in this case will be far higher, trust me on that."

"So what's your call?"

Simon and Savi had stayed towards the back of the group, doing their best to be inconspicuous and overlooked. Simon glanced over at his sister at Sly's abrupt change of demeanor and then the mental 'knock' on the twin's shared mind-space. After the telepath had moved on, Simon silently asked his other self, *Well, what do you think? If our family is okay and Sly is right about the president, we'd be able to be with them and help them. I'm not sure about this whole 'Defenders of Earth' thing, but it's not like we had much else planned.*

With all the time they'd spent being batteries and in a coma, the twins might look like adults, but they were still little more than teenagers. They'd left so much behind that the thought of going home was both alluring and little frightening to Simon.

Juno frowned as she thought it over. Finally she planted her hands on her hips and asked, "First, what'll we have to do? Who'll we take orders from? And second, can we quit or is this one of those things where once we're in, we're in, and we know too much to ever leave?"

Sly couldn't help but smile at Juno's question. Know too much! If some people knew that Sly was even aware of their existence he'd be some kind of target either for forced recruitment or more likely termination, and he'd just scratched the surface. Now that he had access to the center of politics there was no limit to how deep he could go in discovering the conspiracies and plots and secret agencies that the taxpayer unknowingly funded.

He decided it was time to take a chance.
*Mr. President, I don't know if this room is bugged, so I apologize for speaking to you directly mind to mind. It is not something I would ordinarily do. I try to respect the privacy of others unless my personal safety or those of my friends here are at stake. I believe you should be aware of something I learned today. There is a shadow organization within the US government dedicated to using and controlling mutants. It is an unofficial and illegal offshoot of the NSA called the Mutant Division. The man in charge is Alexander Nash a former US Army General. They have some rather unpleasant means for keeping mutants in line like devices that enhance the effects of the Virus. It is they who currently hold Travis and Ronnie our two missing companions. That's how I discovered their existence. I am not asking to have them shutdown or imprisoned or anything. I just thought you should be aware of their existence and know that we, my friends and I are. Should it ever come to hostilities I will arrange to have the group and all of it's illegal and politically embarrassing exploits exposed to the world media. Also, I want you to know that I believe in you and will do what I can to support you since I believe you are the right candidate to lead the world in this crisis. I would very much ask that you not reveal to the press or even do you best to suppress any mention of my powers. People fear telepaths, sometimes for good reasons, in cases like Mr. Nash, but that makes me and those like me targets above and beyond my companions.*

Kevin listened intently to everything that was said, verbally and otherwise. He allowed Sly to speak to his mind, but did his best to hide everything that was in there.

After the President left, he listened to Ms. Storm and the beginnings of her proposal. After she finished and Juno had spoken, Kevin spoke up. "I have a few questions to add to hers. We would be working for the United States government, correct? Is this just until the new 'League of Nations' if finalized and put into effect, or would this be a U.S. thing even after that? Where would we be stationed? Would we react to threats or situations on a global scale, or only in regards to the U.S. and her interests? In fact, what type of threats, situations or other events would we be sent out to fix, correct, stop or otherwise 'set straight'?

Ms. Storm, the benefits are nice, but what's the so-called 'job description' of what we'd be agreeing or disagreeing to. I think that'd help everybody else make a decision. I, however, have some others who I have to inform about this and hear where they weigh in on the issue before I make a final decision."

With that, Kevin patiently waited for an answer.

"I think it's important we nkow whose in charge and if we can quit if asked to do something we are opposed to. I really don't care wether or not I work for the US, or the League. I imagine I'll be doing the same kind of work."

He stepped closer to Juno once he had finished speaking.

"Those are all viable questions...", Ms. Storm said and smiled professionally.

"You'll be working for the League of course and would respond to the President alone. As your own Department you will get an liasions officer who will have a small staff of employees to coordinate your efforts at the HQ. Structure, leadership and organisation will be left to you - you're going to get as much freedom as possible to execute your missions. As Earths primary line of defense you're expected to defend Earhts citizen from every outer and inner threats that put our freedom in jeopardy. If you want to retire at one point later in your career option 2 of the deal will take effect." Ms. Storm looked at the mutants hoping to get a positive response from what she was saying.

"Of course it would be a huge boon to the President's popularity in case you accepted this offer which we expect to influence the election to our favour...", the Secretary added quietly.

Savannah shared a long glance with her brother, biting her lip a little bit as they silently spoke - a sign of her thoughtfulness.

*I suppose we could. I mean.. what else are we going to do? People are always going to know who we are. I guess if nothing else, we should help with the current situation. I mean, we'll never really be able to say that we're safe if we don't get this taken care of, will we?*

Savannah seemed equally hesitant about the idea, and he got the distinct impression that his second half would feel more comfortable about returning home if they didn't have alien invasions to worry about anymore. She seemed uncomfortable with the idea of getting their parent's hopes up - or their own - until things seemed more stable.

Annalise nods once. "Sign me up. I'll do what I can as long as I can."