It hit her much like Logan's body had hit the truck; a shocking slam of Wolverine's presence, screaming over the other voices, thoughts. Elisabeth's head snapped up and she tried to focus on it, thinking it far too good to be true. She'd been sitting with Remy, reading on one side of the room, when she stood so fast her book collapsed to the floor.
"He's here."
It was all she offered at first, eyes glazed over as she mentally tracked the mutant down, finally locating him at the hospital.
"Logan's here!!"
And then she was gone. If Remy wanted to follow, she was more than willing to 'show' him where she was headed, but for now her only thought was to get to Logan as quickly as possible.
Elisabeth shadow-ported as far as she could, running the rest of the way. Before Logan's thoughts cut out, she was able to find his floor, ignoring the requests of 'No running in the halls.'
Because he was in the operating room, she was unable to go much further, but she demanded to be let through anyway. "He's with me, damnit, now let me take him home, he's bloody well fine! LOGAN!" She yelled this, despite his current unconscious state, trying to push past the nurses.