PART EIGHT

-Wow, so we were underground that entire time.- Johanna said in awe as they walked through the halls of the large mansion.

-Yes we were, it's very disparent aloft is it not?- He said as they neared Xaviers office.

-I've never been in a building like this before, it's so huge! Then again, maybe it's those sedatives you gave me, I'm probably hallucinating.-

-Yes, I suppose that would explain why you are parading through a mansion with a large blue furry creature. Wouldn't it?-Hank said laughing, as he opened the door to Xaviers office.

- Hank, I see our patient is still in one piece, although she doesn't seem to be so sure that she is. What were your results?- The professor asked with a smile curving in his lips.

-Well, her body has an accelerated healing factor, which we knew. She is virtually unfeigned by sedatives. I administered 40CCS of local anesthetic, so I could conduct the tests, needless to say, she should be unconscious. Also I've discovered that she has an exceptionally high pain tolerance, and has inconceivably strong muscles. Her brain activity is well above average, and she shows some very acute signs of telepathic abilities. She was not completely cooperative with the psychiatric exam, though she did demonstrate some obsessive compulsive tendencies. The rest is in my report.- He said, handing a folder to the professor.

-Uncooperative, I was hoping...- Hank left the room at this scornful sentence.



– To know everything about me. With all due respect professor, I've only been here for a day, if that, and I'm not prepared to fully trust any of you yet. I will, however, allow you to probe my mind. Anything you want to know about the other night is open to you. Feel free to explore any of that, but if you want to know anything else, please ask me and not enter my mind without permission.-

- I understand, and respect that, I was indeed wondering what happened, myself and Jean were away at the time.-He said as she felt him searching her mind for the events she mentioned.

–Oh dear, no one should have to experience what you went through, why didn't you fight back? even with your pain tolerance, it must have been excruitiating.-

-I don't fight, never have really. I know how and I'm strong enough, but I feel guilty when I hurt someone. I usually take out my frustrations on a wall.-

She yawned and her stomach growled showing how tired and hungry she was. She hadn't slept and the sedatived were taking a minor effect, and all she had eaten in the past two days was a biscuit.

–We had better get you some food, you look famished.-

-Thank you professor.- She said as they left the room and headed towards the kitchen.