~~~I'd like to thank Alycee Lanet for beta reading all the chapters from this point on. If it were not for her, these chapters would have a good handful of errors.
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Chapter Eight: Out Cold
"Serena? Serena? Wake up Serena?"
A voice echoed through her mind.
"Come on Serena. Wake up!"
The voice came again. She tried to say something back but her lips wouldn't move. Her eyelids wouldn't open. She tried to groan behind her lips. No voice sounded from her throat.
"Is she awake?" She heard footsteps quickly walking up to her and a female voice ask if she was awake. It was Jean. Which meant the other woman was Ororo.
"No. She hasn't even moved." Ororo responded with concern in her voice.
"We have to get her to the professor. See if he can reach her." Logan's voice was sounded irritated.
"Let me come with you, pl-" Started another male voice. Darien's she recognized.
"I dont think so. Its because of you she ran away from everyone." Cut in Scott.
"How was I supposed to know she was there? I was there picking up my girlfriend."
"Guys I think we should get Serena out of here. We'll call you to let you know if she is alright but I think it's best that you stay away from her." spoke Jean. Strong armslifted her up and she could smell a musky cologne. She still couldn't do anything to let them know that she was awake and could hear them. She could feel herself move and then out into a cool air and then laid in someones lap when someone started pushing her hair out of her face. The sound of an engine started and her body gave a small jerk as they pulled away. She could just imagine Darien standing there watching them as they pulled away.
What had happened to her? She asked herself that more than a dozen times. She tried recalling what happened before she sort of woke up on the ground. She remembered running away from Darien. Walking into the building she stopped at. She was fumbling with the lights and when she couldn't find them she used her cell phone and kept the door open. She had walked further in and then the door slammed shut and...
That was it. She couldn't remember anything past that.
Her head hurt pretty badly though. The back of it felt pretty tender. She didn't have time to think about it though. The same strong arms lifted her up again and the same musky smell filled her senses. She felt the air temperature shift and the sound of hushed voices.
She was quickly brought somewhere and then gently laid on a cool hard, possibly, metal table. She heard a door open and the professor's voice speak softly.
"Jean what happened?" He asked. She gave him a brief explaination. The last part confused her though.
"We had followed her to an old warehouse where we saw her enter. Within just a few minutes an intensly bright light flashed, a quick scream and then everything went dark. When we found her she was unconscious and unable to wake up. She's been in a coma-like state for nearly twenty minutes now. I tried what I could to wake her, but none of my methods did any good. I'm afraid to enter hermind in case something too intense happened. I'm not strong enough to do that."
"It's alright. I'll do what I can. You can all go get some sleep. Classes will resume in the morning. The students will be informed that she is not feeling well and that will be it. We don't want to pressure her." She heard Jean say good night and leave.
"Professor, I'll stay." It was Logan. "It's Tuesday, my classes are every other day."
"Thank you Logan. I'm gonna try entering her mind and see what is going on. If there is any way to help her."
Serena's body continued to lay motionless. Just hearing that the professor was going to enter her mind kind of weirded her out(,) but at this point in time she just wanted control of her body again.
"Serena(,) If you can hear me, I'm going to try and enter your mind. Hopefully we will be able to help pull you out and back into reality." She wished she could respond to that. She felt his hands on the sides of her head. They were gentle and warm. She felt relaxed. Within seconds she felt an ubelievable amount of pressure in her mind.
"PROFESSOR!" She shouted through her thoughts. He heard her.
"Serena, are you alright?"
"Yes,I'm fine, but I am unable to move and speak. Whats wrong with me?" She started panicking.
"Everything will be alright. I'm here to try and figure that out. Do you remember what happened?"
"No. Nothing. I just remember the door closing behind me in the building and then everything went black and now all I can do is hear everyone and lay here like the dead."
"Well, we're going to try and get you out of your coma-like state. With as little pain as possible. Are you ready?"
"Yes." She felt more pressure and then images...no memories...started flashing in front of her. Memories of that night. The movie. the bar. Darien showing up. The small confrontation. Her running away. The door opening and her entering. They were getting closer. She heard the door slam behind her and felt her body whip around and her arm raise to shine the light in front of her. A face came into her vision briefly before she screamed and brought her arms up in defense and an intense bright light shot from her hands as she shoved them against the body of the person who tried attacking her. Pain shot through the back of her head and body as someone hit her from behind, causing everything to go black.
"AHHHHHH!" Serena screamed as she shot forward, away from the professors hands. He opened his eyes and looked at her; Logan caught her before she toppled off the medical table. She gripped onto his arms and held him there until she could steady her breathing. It took a few minutes before she released him and turned back to the professor.
"We're glad you're back. Are you alright?" He asked her quietly. She nodded and looked down at her hands and then back at him.
"Am I one of you?" She asked a little panicky. Professor kept watching her.
"You might be, but the power from your hands might have been the crystal protecting you as well. We won't know for sure until we try some exercises. That way we can decipher where exactly that power came from."
"Power?" Logan asked. He stood less than two feet from Serena in case she decided to feel weak or nearly fall again.
"Yes. That light you all saw had come from Serena. It seems that she was lured into the building and then trapped. Before they could harm her in the dark, she defended herself and a light came from her hands. I believe the cause of her coma-like state was from the blow to the back of the neck and the shock of her powers draining her." Logan moved behind the table to look at the back of Serena's neck. He moved her hair aside and saw a dark circle of a nearly black bruise. There was a cut where she had bled a bit. "I will let Logan clean up your wound. Serena, you don't have to teach the students tomorrow. You can have the day off to rest up. Please see me when you feel rested so we can talk about the person you saw moments before getting attacked."
"Ok." She responded.
"Good night. Serena. Logan."
"Good night professor." The two responded and watched him wheel himself out the door and it closed behind him.
"How bad is the wound?" Serena asked Logan.
"Not horrible. I'll imagine it will hurt for awhile. You'll want to ice it. I'll clean up the cut and blood and bandage it up." He walked over to the sink and dampened a wash cloth and then back to her and gently wiped away the blood. She winced at the pain and tightened her shoulders. The two were silent for a few heart beats.
"Are you alright Serena?" Logan wanted to bite his tongue. He was not usually this nice with anyone. Not even with Jean whom he still loved, but this woman who sat before him confused him to no end. She seemed pure and innocent. No evil has touched her, but he knew from her file that she was a strong warrior. That she has seen death and felt the pain of a battle field. Yet, here she sat, beautiful, gentle, sweet and caring. He's seen his share of war and it hardened him. He used to be a sickly child then as years passed and he fought in war after battle, he knew that there was no other way to be.
"Yes, exhausted but well enough to know I'll be alright. I'm just a little overwhelmed and still trying to make heads or tails of the last two hours. I'm sure things will unwind themselves soon enough." She paused for a moment, and Logan realized that she had put her hand over her shoulder to stop his hand after he pressed the gauze and tape down. "Thank you for being kind to me today. The invitation and then helping me now." He looked down at her slender fingers and soft skin. He shook his head to avoid his next thoughts and shot his walls up.
"Don't worry about it. You're part of the family now." He moved his hand away and cleaned up the mess. "If ya need anything we'll be glad to help." Once everything was away he turned back to her, slightly startled to see she was standing and looking at him with her hands neatly placed in her lap. Her blonde hair was flowing and long, not in that unusual hairstyle, her crystal blue eyes still shining with innocence, she was short next to him, small frame but nicely filled out. He sighed and closed his eyes breifly.
"Come on let's get up to bed to rest. Tomorrow I'll have Jean check on you to see how you're doing."
"Thank you." She replied.
'Damn that sweetness to her.' Thought Logan as he walked silently next to her all the way to her room. "Good night." He said to her and walked away.
Serena watched after him for a heartbeat and then walked into her room and shut the door behind her. She pressed her back against the door and sighed. After a few moments she went over to her clothes and changed into something comfortable to sleep in. Her neck and back were sore so she was careful not to move so much. After she changed, she sent an email to Amy thanking her for the package and explaining her day, detail for detail. Then she responded to both Mina and her mother. She closed her email and shut off her computer. She crawled into bed and quickly fell asleep under the comforter that she finally took notice was like slipping into a cloud.
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