Telepathy. Supposedly, she had this ability. And yet… she had no memory of it. Had no idea how to access it.

Their first session, Xavier had taken Jean through  some of her memories, trying to find [I]something[/I] to jumpstart the flow of others, but nothing was sparking the recollection or use of any of the powers she had been told she had.

Today, he had walked her through some of his. And still… nothing. No memory. No ability.

She let out a sigh heavy with frustration as Xavier studied her with his intense eyes. “I just... even though I don’t remember, something feels… off. Like a part of me is missing.”

He nodded. “I can imagine. I think we’ve done enough for today, but we’ll try again tomorrow. What are you thinking about today’s session?”

She paused, pursing her lips and glancing down to the floor. “I… I notice that my memories of you are hazy. I… you showed me some of the, uh, the X-Men-“ [I]apparently she was one too.[/I] “-using their  their powers. It seems like my memories of anyone using… any kind of power have been wiped. And then there’s… Scott.”

Xavier had told her she was in a relationship with Scott, but she had absolutely no recollection of him.

“I have a lot to think about today,” she said as she stood up to take her leave. She headed to the heavy wooden door.

“Jean.”

She turned back.

“We’ll get you sorted out.”

She gave a nod and smile, but right now she wasn’t so sure. With that, she left the room, the door left open as she exited.

[I]Speak of the devil.[/I]

“Hey, Scott,” she said with a smile. “Uh… what’s going on?”