Dante let out a breath and looked through the gate to the HUGE building in front of him. Whoever these people were, they were obviously rich. He looked around, seeing some kids on the lawn. This… was a school? He cocked a brow. Weird.

He walked in silently and headed to the building. Hopefully, he'd find some answers. Jane still hadn't waken yet, and he didn't know what happened. The doctors didn't know what was wrong with her. Maybe those two guys knew her… But, he could just be chasing something so wrong. He swallowed hard. He hoped not.

Jane was lost before he met her. She didn't know who she was or who she wanted to be. She didn't even really remember how to talk right. It pained him to remember those days. He let out a breath. If these two men knew her from her old life, maybe they could explain what happened to her.

He was so angry at them. Why didn't they try to find her earlier? Why couldn't they keep looking? He sighed and paused as a girl came up to him.

"Uh, can I help you?" The girl smiled. She hadn't seen him around before.

Dante smiled back. His eyes caught the white stripe in the girls dark hair. Stylish, he thought. "Yeah, I need to find some guy… Logan… Or.. Something like that?"

Rogue smiled. "Sure, come on. I'll take 'ya to him." Rogue turned and headed towards Logan's class room. He'd probably be in there. But why is this guy looking for him? Did he do something again? …Again?

Logan sighed heavily. Scott still hadn't got over the other night and the Professor had been acting weird after he told him. It was starting to get too confusing for even him… And he liked confusing!

He looked up as a knock came from behind his door. "Yeah?" He called.

"Logan? This guy.. Is here to see you." Rogue walked in with Dante right behind her. Logan knew who the guy was right when he saw him. Fuck, he thought. "Thanks, Rogue… Close the door behind you." Rogue looked into Logan's eyes and nodded.

Dante stepped towards him. "Who are you?"

Logan stood and cocked a brow. "I could ask the same damn question. What are you doing here?"

"Where's that other guy?" He looked around and sighed, looking back to Logan. "It's Jane… my.. Friend." Logan's eyes narrowed. Jane, he thought. Pretty damn close.

"….What do we have to do with that?"

"That guy…"

"Scott…"

"Yeah, him… He said that he knew her from somewhere."

Logan shifted his weight and crossed his arms over his chest. "…Yeah, he thought he did. It must have been a misunderstanding. He was a bit drunk."

"Yeah, well…" Dante sighed. "To tell you the truth, I don't know. Neither does she."

"What do you mean?" His eyes narrowed. Would that really have been Jean? But… what about--?

"She was in an accident about a year ago. She didn't remember anything when they first found her. They didn't even find anything about her name, even her existence. So… that's why her name is Jane. Jane Doe, you know? He said that she knew him… that he knew her and I can see it in your eyes that you know what I'm talking about."

It's Jean, he thought. It… is… Jean. "What's wrong?"

"She's… sick. She won't wake up. I don't know why. The doctors don't even know what's wrong with her." He pushed passed Dante and rushed towards the Professor's office with Dante not too far behind.

"It was Jean."

"I already know…" Logan cocked a brow. God, he hated when he did that. Just rushing into other people's minds. He guessed it was the only thing to keep the old man entertained. "What hospital is she in?"

Dante looked around. This was getting all too weird for him. "Uh… Mercy General on Turner Avenue." He looked into his eyes.

"Good. We'll get going then."