Joanne... I miss you

I had a dream last night.

Joanne was in my room here at S.H.I.E.L.D. HQ. She was a young lady, et tres belle aussi. She had been alive all this time! When I had noticed she was there, she ran up to my bedside, hugged me, and started crying. Whenever I asked her how it was that she was alive, she wouldn't answer me and she would change the subject. She told me that it didn't matter.

She told me that she was scared to see me after so many years of growing up and hiding from me. She told me that after she heard I had died, she wished for me to come back so she could let me know the truth; that she actually was not dead like I had thought her to be. When she found out that I was alive again, and in recovery here, she came as soon as she could. She wanted to have a relationship like we could have had if she hadn't died. She wanted to go for ice cream. Mais, I am new to this place. I don't know where to go. Joanne became angry, yelling to go with her, "We don't need to go for ice cream, just walk outside your door with me! That's all you need to do! Walk outside your door!"

I kept asking her how she was alive, and she got more and more mad and at the same time I thought I saw another tear stream down her eyes. I dismissed the thought, thinking it was just the light bouncing off her already tear-drenched face. Finally, she told me. She had been resurrected by the hand, and they had given her medicine for her illness in return for her loyalty. She was here for me. THEY were here for me and were waiting just outside my door. The people who turned me against my only friends in life.

She was ma petite fille, my little girl... but at the same time she wasn't. She wasn't MINE anymore. I could have gotten out of this hellhole if I went with her, but I couldn't let myself do that. Alors... I used my powers, although I was still weak and only half through with my recovery. I grabbed hold of Joanne, and as fast as I could I ran out of the room. I used what strength I had to create a blinding light so THEY couldn't see where I was going, but it didn't last long and all of my energy was used up. I had to let go of Joanne, and I started falling over. I couldn't stand anymore. THEY were coming up behind me, me lying helplessly on the floor gasping for more energy, for more air. They were going to make me one of them again. PAS ENCORE. I don't want to be like THEM AGAIN! MERDE!

Merde??

I woke up trembling in my therapist's arms. I was wanting to be out of this damn place. THEY can find me here. I just KNOW they can and I KNOW they're looking. I can just FEEL it. I'm going to try to break out of here as soon as possible, if S.H.I.E.L.D. likes it or not. I'd rather be back dealing with Loa and the rest of my difficult students in the Alpha Squadron in Westchester than be here any longer! Now, i just need a plan.

Wish me luck!
*Northsar*