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Wolverine had lost contact with the other heroes and his fellow teammates. He wandered aimlessly around the outside of the base. No sentinels could be found. That was something he was grateful for. He kept trekking as hisbroken ribs fixed themselves. He wished he had a cigar right about now or some beer. He hoped for the impossible; that he'd find a bar before danger. He hated how hot the sun was. It beamed on his sweating head. He needed directions out of this place. He lacked a GPS but tried tracking scents, a lot of scent trails were in the air. He looked where they were strongest,"Damn it. Where is everyone?"
The faint sound of a jet engine just preceded the sudden roar, as a SHIELD Quinjet crested the top of the canyon. The pilot spotted Logan easily enough, as the mutant was searching for signs of life. After the first pass, the pilot skillfully banked the VTOL jet and maneuvered to face Wolverine in the canyon. Slowing his approach, the SHIELD jet made a soft landing roughly fifty yards in front of Wolverine. The SHIELD agent that walked off the craft looked at the mutant and approached, "You're the Wolverine. I guess you got cut off from the other X-Men. It's nice to meet you, I'm Agent Daniels. Are you searching for someone or do you need a lift?"
