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[Samson, Jane] Enter Jane
Leo decides that a mental institution is no place for a young mutant who can't remember who she was and talks Charles into accepting Jane Doe #31 as a student at Xavier's. Now he gets to go and give the good news to the girl in question.
Leonard Samson checked his watch as he strode down the hall from the director's office toward Jane's room. It wasn't that he didn't like the man -- well, maybe a little -- but he had no patience for bureaucracy and red tape. There was a girl who didn't belong here taking up a bed and a bed at Xavier's sitting empty.
How hard could it be for several men and women to work out the logistics of moving one little girl from one bedroom to another? State lines be damned, it wasn't rocket science. He knocked on Jane's door and put on a smile.
"Jane, it's Dr. Samson here."
Jane looked up from where she had been idly playing with her identity bracelet to see the doctor who had visited her before come in. She was glad for a distraction -- there wasn't really that much to do here and new people were rare.
"Hiya, doc!"
Samson filled the whole doorframe for a moment as he entered. "Jane, it's good to see you again." He held out his hand to her in greeting. "I've got a proposal for you. How would you like to get out of this place?"
Jane blinked at him a bit. Get out of here? It sounded great, but also scary. She didn't really know anything besides the mental institution and the people here. "Get out of this place, how?"
Samson grinned like a cat that had got a canary. "Remember I mentioned that I did most of my work at a special school for gifted young people, a boarding school in New York? I've talked to the director there and there's a bed with your name on it if you'd like to give it a go. You won't be the only person like you there, by any stretch, and I think I can help you better there than anyone can here."
"There'll be other people like me? Like, um, 'infernal muties,' as Dr. Conrad put it?"
"Every last one of them, including most of the staff," Samson said, nodding. "But they don't think of themselves in Dr Conrad's terms, not by a long shot. It's a good place, Jane. It's pretty, you'll get to go to school, we'll be able to work together to see what we can to do get your memory back, and you'll be accepted there for who you are."
School. That was... new. She'd never been to school before, well, not that she remembered. What if she wasn't any good at this thing called 'school?' Would they not want her there if she didn't do it good? But really, why not take the chance? She didn't really have anything to lose, after all. Plus, maybe outside of this place she'd be able to find more clues about her past. She'd just have to work very very hard to fit in so they wouldn't send her back.
"That sounds nice," Jane said. "I'm willing to go there. What do I have to do?"
"Do? Say yes and get on the plane with me." Dr Samson reached out and patted her arm reassuringly. "This place here isn't good for you, Jane, like we discussed last time. I'd like to see you in a place that does you good. We'll take a plane to Westchester and a car to the school. Once we're there, I'll introduce you to Dr McCoy and the other staff and you'll spend an evening in a room a lot like this one while they figure you out a little. Some of the students will probably come down to say hi if you let them. Once you're ready to join the others, you'll get a room with some other girls and I'll make sure that there's someone to help you out whenever you need it. And I'll always be just a phonecall away. What do you say?"
Well, the bit about more doctors didn't sound all that fun, but being poked and prodded and tested yet again was a small price to pay for a little more freedom and for the chance to meet people like herself. Jane took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "I say... yes. Yes!"
Samson looked around the room. "Well, let's get you packed then, dear girl, and I'll finish the paperwork." He stood up and smiled down at her. "This part of my job is the fun part," he said with a grin. "I think you're going to love it there."
"I don't have anything to pack, doc. I just need to say good-bye to some people. This is great!" She smiled happily, trying to cover up how nervous she was about leaving the familiar walls of the institution behind, but she was genuinely excited about going some place new. "Let's go!"
Leonard Samson checked his watch as he strode down the hall from the director's office toward Jane's room. It wasn't that he didn't like the man -- well, maybe a little -- but he had no patience for bureaucracy and red tape. There was a girl who didn't belong here taking up a bed and a bed at Xavier's sitting empty.
How hard could it be for several men and women to work out the logistics of moving one little girl from one bedroom to another? State lines be damned, it wasn't rocket science. He knocked on Jane's door and put on a smile.
"Jane, it's Dr. Samson here."
Jane looked up from where she had been idly playing with her identity bracelet to see the doctor who had visited her before come in. She was glad for a distraction -- there wasn't really that much to do here and new people were rare.
"Hiya, doc!"
Samson filled the whole doorframe for a moment as he entered. "Jane, it's good to see you again." He held out his hand to her in greeting. "I've got a proposal for you. How would you like to get out of this place?"
Jane blinked at him a bit. Get out of here? It sounded great, but also scary. She didn't really know anything besides the mental institution and the people here. "Get out of this place, how?"
Samson grinned like a cat that had got a canary. "Remember I mentioned that I did most of my work at a special school for gifted young people, a boarding school in New York? I've talked to the director there and there's a bed with your name on it if you'd like to give it a go. You won't be the only person like you there, by any stretch, and I think I can help you better there than anyone can here."
"There'll be other people like me? Like, um, 'infernal muties,' as Dr. Conrad put it?"
"Every last one of them, including most of the staff," Samson said, nodding. "But they don't think of themselves in Dr Conrad's terms, not by a long shot. It's a good place, Jane. It's pretty, you'll get to go to school, we'll be able to work together to see what we can to do get your memory back, and you'll be accepted there for who you are."
School. That was... new. She'd never been to school before, well, not that she remembered. What if she wasn't any good at this thing called 'school?' Would they not want her there if she didn't do it good? But really, why not take the chance? She didn't really have anything to lose, after all. Plus, maybe outside of this place she'd be able to find more clues about her past. She'd just have to work very very hard to fit in so they wouldn't send her back.
"That sounds nice," Jane said. "I'm willing to go there. What do I have to do?"
"Do? Say yes and get on the plane with me." Dr Samson reached out and patted her arm reassuringly. "This place here isn't good for you, Jane, like we discussed last time. I'd like to see you in a place that does you good. We'll take a plane to Westchester and a car to the school. Once we're there, I'll introduce you to Dr McCoy and the other staff and you'll spend an evening in a room a lot like this one while they figure you out a little. Some of the students will probably come down to say hi if you let them. Once you're ready to join the others, you'll get a room with some other girls and I'll make sure that there's someone to help you out whenever you need it. And I'll always be just a phonecall away. What do you say?"
Well, the bit about more doctors didn't sound all that fun, but being poked and prodded and tested yet again was a small price to pay for a little more freedom and for the chance to meet people like herself. Jane took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "I say... yes. Yes!"
Samson looked around the room. "Well, let's get you packed then, dear girl, and I'll finish the paperwork." He stood up and smiled down at her. "This part of my job is the fun part," he said with a grin. "I think you're going to love it there."
"I don't have anything to pack, doc. I just need to say good-bye to some people. This is great!" She smiled happily, trying to cover up how nervous she was about leaving the familiar walls of the institution behind, but she was genuinely excited about going some place new. "Let's go!"