I don't own X-men :( it would be cool if I did though :)

I heard someone calling my name as if from a great distance and then it seemed to be gone but soon after a new voice spoke that was much closer.

Rahne! Rahne!

That voice. It sounded like the Professor.

Rahne, can you hear me?

Yes I thought

Good. Is there any chance that you can wake up?

I was confused. Why would– Wait... My mind started to race as I begun to remember what had happened to me, what had happened to–

Amara... Bobby... Sam...

The man in ice entered my mind.

Rahne the Professors said, seriously. I need you to calm down.

But there . . . there–

No, Rahne. You had a nightmare, Amara is right here, alive, and so are Bobby and Sam and you'll be able to see that I am telling you the truth once you come back to us.

A nightmare?I asked faintly. No, it couldn't have been. It was too real to be a dream.

Rahne, please, I need you to calm down he repeated.

Ok I said dimly and tried to do what he asked. I found it quite hard to stop thinking about what had happened to me but tried to focus on the professors words on my friends being alive.

Good work, Rahne the professor sounded relieved. I then wondered why he was inside my head and asked him. Amara awoke hearing you in pain and saw that you were thrashing around in your sleep he explained. She went over to wake you up and saw that your face was drenched in sweat and without any success on getting you to come round she went to get help and when she returned with Jean and she used her mind to pull you out of the dream, but then your mind was suddenly gone and you're heart continued to thrive and explained to me what had happening and I guessed that you had retreated into your mind out of fear of what had dreamt.

So, I locked myself somewhere in my head? I asked. I had no memory of doing that let alone knowing how to.

It can happen to anyone who had been though a horrifying ordeal and they wouldn't even know of doing it either the professor explained.

It . . . felt so real I whispered. I could feel everything... My thoughts went again to Bobby and Sam dead in their beds, to Amara dying in my arms.

But they are alive, Rahne the professor repeated to me.

Really? I asked, quietly.

Yes the professor replied. I don't know why you dreamt of something like that happening to them but I assure that they and everyone else in this building is safe.

I wanted to nod, but I couldn't exactly do that in my mind.

And . . . if I do wake up they'll be there? I asked, remembering him saying that they were.

Yes he said.

How . . . how exactly do I wake up from this? I asked.

Try and focus on opening your eyes the professor told me and I did as I was told.

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I opened my eyes and I just briefly took into account there was something wet on my head and that there were heads above me as I immediately sat up and they drew away before I banged into any of them and I looked down to see that that it had been a cloth o my head. I quickly looked for Amuara, Bobby and Sam.

I saw Amara on my right and was about to jump out of my bed and wrap my arms around her, but she bet me to it.

"Don't you dare scare me like that again," she said gently.

I closed my eyes as I felt tears starting to develop as I wrapped my arms around her. She felt so warm like she usually did, but a lot warmer than usual or . . . was that just me?

It was actually me and I could feel every part of my body was drenched in sweat and felt the quick beating of my heart, even though my breathing was calm . . . or was calming, I wasn't exactly sure and I remembered the professor saying that my heart had been racing. Was that why he had asked me to try and calm down?

I didn't care about myself at that moment though. Amara was here. And I opened my eyes and thinking of Bobby and Sam and saw them in between Jubilee and Jamie and let go of Amara and got of my bed and ran towards the two guys, who looked a little scared, but I didn't care about the prank they had both pulled on me yesterday afternoon, and put an arm around both them and brought them into a tight hug.

"Professor, what happened in there?" Amara asked and I let go of Bobby and Sam and looked for the professor and saw on the opposite side of my bed, along with Ororo and Ray, and I saw Ray behind them.

"I'm afraid it isn't my place to tell what happened once I reached Rahne," the professor said looking at her but then looked at me. "But as you all know she was trapped in a nightmare, so I am asking all of you not to be asking her about it."

They all nodded, some of them looking at me. I actually felt relieved that he hadn't said anything and thought Thanks hoping that he would hear me and he gave a small smile, but then we were all distracted hearing someone clearing their throat and we all looked towards the door and saw Mr Logan in his X-uniform in the doorway, and that made me think on what the time was, since we had training this morning with him.

"Did I miss something Chuck?" he asked.

"Logan," the professor greeted. "I'll explain later. Jean, could you accompany Miss Sinclair to the infirmary, please."

I looked back at the professor. Why had I to go to the infirmary?

"Of course," Jean said.

"I'm feeling much better Professor," I protested. It wasn't exactly the truth. I was still a little shaken up about the dream and still had images of their dead bodies in my head, but I did feel ok knowing that my friends were here and alive.

"I can see that Rahne, but I'm worried that this might happen again and I think it would be wise if we find out what causing it to happen now, rather than later."

I nodded. I really didn't want to experience anything like that ever again.

Jean and I made our way to the door and Logan stepped aside for us and we made our way down the hall towards the infirmary and I just heard about heard groans and Roberto say loudly "Ah, man!"

Roberto? I didn't know he was there and I couldn't help but look back and as I thought about him and I saw my friends walking out of my room and Logan was just visible, with his arms crossed with a grin on his face. I guess that meant it was past six-thirty, given that we had to be up and ready at that time.

"How are you really feeling?" Jean then asked me, making me look at her and seeing her looking anxiously at me.

"Fine, I guess," I said timidly.

"You don't sound like you're sure," Jean said.

"It's . . . just kind of hard to accept that all of that was just a dream," I said slowly looking away from her and as hard as I tried to keep myself from thinking about Bobby's and Sam's cold blue bodies, Amara dying in my arms and the man covered in ice, it just couldn't be done.

"Hey," Jean said comfortingly. "The professor will help you figure out why this happened to you. Trust me."

I nodded and tried to think about something else and I thought about thanking her for pulling out of the nightmare.

"Thanks," I said looking back at her and she looked perplexed. "For dragging me out of my nightmare."

"I lost you though," she said, guiltily.

"Believe me; it was better than being there though."

My mind then drifted back to the professors words of telling me to calm myself and was puzzled by earlier thoughts. "Was . . . my heart pounding even when you lost me?"

"Yes," Jean answered, as we descended the stairs to the ground floor and she sounded a scared. "I thought I had done something wrong 'cause I couldn't find you and Kitty went to get the professor and–"

"Wait, Kitty was there?" I asked, interrupting her. I hadn't seen her either. "Was everyone in there?"

"Mostly," she said with a small smile and I sighed, looking forward. I did like seeing that everyone was ok, but couldn't help but think that I'd be getting a lot of strange looks from them the next time I saw them.

"I think you'll be taking them the wrong way if they do," Jean said to me as we stopped as she pressed the button on the elevator that led down to the sub-base levels of the mansion.

"Hey!" I said, looking at her crossly, as she listened to my mind.

"Sorry," she said apologetically and looked like realised something. "The professor told me to keep a close watch on your mind. I thought you said that."

I grumbled as we got into the lift. I didn't like that I had my mind under surveillance. Every personal thing that you knew was in your head and I felt like everything was exposed to Jean if I thought of anything.

"But, no, I don't think they will," Jean said, as she pressed the button to the first sub-floor, and pulling me back to the thoughts of my friends.

"Why do you think?" I asked, still sounding a little angry that she was listening in on me.

"Well, they were afraid for you when they saw you. I guess the best way to put it is that they'll feel protective over you for next couple of days," she said with a smile.

"But I don't need, let alone want, protecting," I said, annoyed that they might think that needed it.

"I know the feeling," she said grudgingly, her eyes pulling together and I wondered if she was talking about Scott he always seemed to be close by when she was with Duncan. "But giving what has just happened to you I think its best that they stay close to you."

"Humph." It wasn't like that I was suddenly going to pass out though.

"I know that, but–"

"Ok, please, can you not listening in," I interrupted, looking pleadingly at her.

She sighed. "Alright, there, I'm not listening anymore," she told me.

"Promise?" I asked, unsure if she was telling the truth.

"I promise," Jean said as the elevator stopped descending and its doors opened, and I could only take her word for it.

"I know that you won't be passing out, but they just want to be there for you," she said as we walked out and going back to my thoughts. "Like, I had my friends when I was having trouble with mine," she said, smiling, but she looked more like she was thinking of someone.

I guess she did have a point though and went back to my earlier question about my heart.

"Well, I checked your heart after I felt your forehead and it ablaze, literally, and your breathing was wasn't pretty good. It was like you had a fever, but your heart was beating quite fast, faster than it should have been and Kitty ran to get the professor and met him and Ororo half way down and he already knew what was wrong before she told him what was going on," Jean explained sombrely and I looked down at the ground.

I was that bad? But, I was scared . . . scared out of my mind and remembered the quick pace of my heart as though I was there. Bobby and Sam dead in their beds... Amara dying in my arms and being captivated in ice... The ice-man looking evilly at me as though he was going to do something to me...

"Rahne?"

I looked up from the ground and turned my head to look at Jean and saw her looking worried and wondered if she had kept her promise about hearing my thoughts or if the way I looked told her how I felt at that moment and tried to compose myself.

We had reached the infirmary and Jean led me over to the first bed on the left.

"Um, do you have to wait with me or something?" I asked as I sat down on the mattress and letting my feet dangle. They barely reached the floor.

"The professor said that he also wanted my help," Jean said with a smile, sitting down beside me. "He should be here in a few minutes."

I then let out a large yawn and Jean looked at me. "Sorry," I said ruefully.

"Oh, your fine, I was just thinking how tiered you must feel since you hardly got a good night's sleep."

I couldn't help but look at the pillow on my right. I wanted to lay my head down and close my eyes, but I couldn't exactly do that not know if I was going to fall into another bad dream and I looked away from it and hoped that the Professor would be able to figure what was wrong.