Jen awoke in darkness. She tried to move but she couldn't. As her eyes grew accustomed to the darkness she saw a figure looming above her.
"Wh-where am I?" She asked.
In response a voice boomed into her head. "In my lair Jennifer Scotts of the year 3000."
Jen's body tensed. There were very few people that knew who she really was.
"Because I too am from the year 3000."
"Who are you?" Jen yelled into the darkness. The voice sounded oddly familiar to her.
"All will be revealed in time." The voice crooned. "For now sleep my darling, we will use you soon enough."
"My darling?" Jen thought. "No! It can't be." Jen closed her eyes and concentrated.
The dark figure paused. "No, I will not allow that."
It moved to the side of the bed and Jen felt a sharp sting in her arm. The room began to spin.
"Wes." She whispered. "Help me."
A few moments earlier……
Wes was standing in front of the window to the room where Bobby lay.
"Kid, you've got a woman that loves you more than anything in the world. You gotta hang in there." He whispered.
"A nice sentiment. I hope he listens to you." Scott said sidling up to him.
"How is Jean?"
"She'll be all right the professor says."
Before Scott could finish his statement. Wes collapsed to the floor.
"WES!" Scott cried. Catching him midfall. "Wes, what's wrong."
Wes was very pale, his eyes were rolled back in his head and he looked confused. "Wes, what is it?"
"Jen," Wes whispered.
"WES!!!" Eric cried running up to them. "What did you do to him?"
"Nothing, he was just standing here." Scott began. "And then he collapsed."
"After you did some kind of Vulcan mind meld on him or something." Eric said angrily. "I should"
Eric looked down and Wes had grabbed his arm. "No Eric." He whispered.
"Wes, what is it?" Eric asked worriedly looking at his friend. He had never seen Wes this way. Even during the final battles with the mutants.
"Jen," Wes gasped. "We have to find her."
"I know we're going to." Eric reassured him.
A look of realization passed over Scott's face.
"He's going to be all right." Scott said. "He's been contacted by Jen."
"How do you know that?"
"Because Jean has done it to me before." Scott explained. "Lets get him up and back to your room. Things like this can be very taxing."
"No." Wes said his voice a little stronger. "I want to see the professor…..now."
