The unconscious woman was quickly retrieved from the rain and rushed to the institute's hospital room. There she had been changed into dry clothes, carefully lain on the exam table, and hook up to a vital signs monitor. Jean Grey performed a quick medical examination on the woman and easily determined that, besides the minor scratches across her body, she was suffering from exhaustion and dehydration. Jean proceeded to insert an IV into the woman's arm, and then left the room so that the fatigued woman could sleep.
For awhile the woman slept peacefully, but as her rain chilled body began to warm her mind began to stir. Haunting images floated behind closed eyelids. Shadowy figures and frightening machines shifted though the sands of her memories. But most potent of all was a sense of intrusion and infringement upon her very essence.
Upstairs, Professor Charles Xavier sat in his wheelchair pleasantly reading a book. Dinner was soon to be served and Charles wanted to finish the book before heading to eat. Being a fast reader and very near the end of the book this goal would be no trouble for Charles to accomplish. But as Charles turned yet another finished page a sudden mental scream flooded his mind. The telepathic shriek was painfully sharp and Charles' hand shot up to his throbbing head. Because of his own very strong telepathic abilities, Charles immediately knew who the scream had originated from, and as soon as it had ended he rushed off to the institute's hospital.
The scene that greeted the professor in the hospital room was that of Jean Grey trying to hold down the flailing form of the unconscious woman that had been rescued from the school's yard earlier that afternoon. When the opportune moment presented itself, Jean used her telekinesis to strap the stranger to the exam bed. Momentarily contained, the woman's body continued to thrash under the restraints. As she pushed a loose strand of fiery red hair behind her ear, Jean turned and looked at the Professor.
"Professor, I was just upstairs helping get dinner ready and all of a sudden this really loud shriek went off inside my head. I rushed down here as fast as I could and found her thrashing about like this. Her heart beat is above normal and my best guess is that she's having a nightmare, a really bad one by the looks of it." The Professor wheeled his wheel chair over to the side of the exam table opposite of Jean.
"Don't worry Jean. I'll take a look," he said smiling warmly at Jean. Carefully, with out touching her, Charles placed his hands on either side of the moving woman's head and closed his eyes, reaching into the depths of her mind.