Gen smiled to Jean with bright eyes. "Okay, I would like to meet everyone." She put her hands in her lap as Jean started to push her through the hallway. She was a little nervous of meeting everyone, especially the way she looked. Her body was bruised and cut, only because she thought it was her only escape. She hoped that she wouldn't regret staying here, she didn't want to cause anyone else any more pain and suffering. She sighed, and looked back to Jean. "Are we there yet?" She laughed.

Jean looked down on her, hearing her saddened and worried thoughts almost instantaneously. She frowned, feeling Gen's pain, feeling her hurt deep inside of her own soul. "Nope." She smiled. "Almost, though."

Gen looked back to the hallway, seeing many students rush through them, smiling and laughing. It was such a joy, such a relief, to actually hear some laughter, to actually see someone happy and not crying, not fearing her and her 'gifts' as Jean had called them.

Jean pushed her into a strange room. The walls were light blue, and covered by the many machines along it. She looked around her, many people were looking at her as she rolled into the room. Jean patted her shoulder with comfort, making her feel a little better. Jean pushed her closer to Professor Xavier, as he looked into her blue eyes and smiled. "Hello, Gen.. Jean," he nodded. "I am glad that you came. I would like you to meet everyone. I would like you to meet the team. Later on, you will be able to meet the students in your classes. Alright?" He asked.

Gen smiled nervously, looking at the many faces, then to his. "Alright, I understand."

"Okay," he said, turning his head to face the others.

The first person her eyes laid upon was a tall man, his face was covered with hair, and his eyes were focused on her. He looked angry, she hoped that he wasn't angry at her, or she didn't do anything to anger him. She was shocked when he smiled to her.

"The first person I will introduce you to, is Logan." Xavier said.

The man nodded and smiled to her. "Hello, Gen. Nice to meet you. Welcome to the School…" He coughed, trying to hide his soft side. He felt sorry for this young girl, having to go through everything she did.

She smiled to him, and looked into his eyes. "Hello, Logan. Same to you, Thank you very much." Her smile widened as he tried to hide. He wasn't very good at hiding his emotions. Her eyes, then focused on the person next to him, Rogue.

"You have already met Rogue." The Professor smiled widely.

"Hey, again!" Rogue smiled, waving a little bit.

"Hey…" Gen laughed.

"Go ahead. Introduce yourself to her… I will be right back, I must check up on something." He nodded to Jean, as she went with him, walking out of the room, leaving Gen with the group.

Another man approached her, kneeling. "Well, Hello." He said.

She looked to him, seeing him wearing sunglasses. "Hello."

"I am Scott… Some people 'round here call me Cyclops. You can call me either, or. Doesn't matter to me." He smiled, and stood beside her.

She looked across the rest of the group, seeing Storm, Bobby, and Hank, but a few others that haven't introduced themselves yet.

"Hello, Miss." His Russian accent was loud and clear. She looked over his blue body, seeing many beautiful markings. She looked into his golden eyes, put into a trance almost as he reached for her hand and kissed it gently. "I am Nightcrawler… Kurt…" He laughed, showing his disfigured teeth. But he was still beautiful, all of them were.

"Nice to meet you all…" She smiled, as Kurt released her hand.

Jean looked to the Professor with worried eyes. "What is it, Professor?"

The Professor looked to her, his eyes a bit watery. "I am afraid that they may come for Gen. Her little explosion in Maryland gave the Congress just enough ammo, to maybe pass the 'Mutant Exposure' Bill. I fear that they may come for her, if they do… I don't know what to do, Jean."

Jean looked to him with surprised eyes. He always knew what to do, always. It was a big surprise, but she understood why. "Yes, I thought that might of happened. That is why she is not permitted to go back there, is it not?"

The Professor nodded, closing his eyes.

"What about her family? Are they alright?"

"I have taken measures to secure her families safety. They no longer live in Elkton, they live… Somewhere safer. It will take time, but they might be able to live a normal life after what has happened to Gen." He looked back to the room, with a bit of sorrow in his voice. "I want you to keep a close eye on her, Jean. I can feel something from her, something in her that is more unstable than we have ever seen. If she looses control for even a minute, she may be very dangerous and we would be in some trouble…" He breathed. "So would she."

"I understand, Professor. I will do as you say, I will make sure she is kept in check." Jean sighed. "What about her dreams? I know you have saw them, and I have looked into her eyes, she is in so much pain. She may not even sleep, if she does… The nightmares will haunt her."

Xavier looked to her. "I know, I know. But there is nothing we can do about that. I have no power over her dreams, nor do you. I will not allow such a fragile mind be intruded upon anyway, it might just make things worse. Just…" He looked into Jean's eyes. "Stay with her. Please? I am worried, about not only her but, the safety of this school and the students residing in it. She won't be able to control her powers, if she looses it again. If she looses control, we might have to stop her, and that can be dangerous, very dangerous. If you must, I trust you, go into her dreams as I did. You are strong enough, so I believe you can do it…"

Jean nodded, looking away. "Yes, Professor. I understand." Her heart dropped, just thinking about the pain Gen had went though, the sorrow she must have felt. Gen wanted to end her life, and get rid of those haunting dreams, get rid of everything. She sighed heavily, seeing the Professor roll away. She turned back into the room with Gen and the rest of them, seeing that she was just getting done speaking with Kurt. "Alright!" She said, smiling and walking towards Gen. "You played nice?" She laughed, asking her.

"Well, I was nice." Gen answered with a big smile on her face, looking over the group.

"Okay, then. I guess we will see you guys at dinner?" She asked, her eyes focusing on them.

Logan smiled to Gen, his eyes leading up to Jean's. "Of course," he smiled, letting his arms fall to the side.

Jean looked to Scott as he smiled to her. She winked at him, and started to take Gen from the room. "Did you have fun?" She asked, her voice joyful and happy.

"Oh, yes. They seem very nice. All of them."

"Well, they are. All of the people around here, they except one another. They don't judge people, as many others do in the world out there."

Gen looked down. "Yeah, I noticed." Her voice was suddenly quiet, and weak. "Um… When do I get to see my sister and my mum?"

"Soon, Gen. I promise, Soon." Jean answered.

"Okay, I'm just… I'm just worried about my sister, Angel."

"It's alright, Gen. I promise you, they're okay." Jean answered.

Gen nodded and put her hands in her lap once again. She sighed heavily, and closed her eyes.

"Struggle all you want, you won't be able to get down."

Gen rubbed her temple slowly, seeing the flashbacks play over and over in her head. She couldn't get the look of his face out of her head, or the look on Angel's face when she lost control. She gulped loudly as Jean pushed her into one of the rooms.

Jean walked over in front of her, and crouched down in front of the wheel chair, taking hold of one of Gen's hands. "Everything will be alright, I promise." She smiled to her, and stood. "You're going to need to get out of those hospital clothes, my dear. What size clothes do you wear?"

Gen opened her eyes and smiled to her. "Um… Size three, I think." She laughed, moving and trying to get out of the wheel chair to sit on the bed, across from the closet Jean had went into. She finally got up and out of it, as Jean came back out, with a pair of underwear, a bra, a pink t-shirt, and a pair of blue jeans and socks.

"There…" She said, laying them down on the bed beside her. "I'll go outside, so you can get dressed. If you need any help, just call me… Alright?"

Gen looked to the clothes, and smiled. "Thank you, alright. I will." She smiled, and watched Jean leave the room, as she raised the hospital gown from her body. She stood and looked at herself in the mirror, beside the bed. Her body was beaten and torn, battered and bruised. She let her fingers fly over her body, feeling each and every cut and mark on her body… There were many.

She sighed heavily and grabbed the underwear, slowly slipping them on. She grabbed the bra and painfully snapped it into place. She hissed as she placed the straps on her bruised shoulders. She moved to the blue jeans, and sat down, letting the denim fly over her long, bruised legs. She stood, seeing herself in the mirror one last time before putting the t-shirt, and her socks on. She sat in the wheelchair, and leaned back, letting her golden hair fall to her shoulders again. "Alright!" She yelled, letting Jean know that she was finished.

Jean came in not long after that, her clothes changed as well. She was now wearing a red spaghetti strap shirt, and a pair of black pants that clung to every curve of her body. "I'm ready." She smiled, looking into Jean's emerald eyes.

"Okay, let's go on downstairs then."