With the girl safely out of the car, Jean takes her arm and hustles her into the building.  She's well aware of the stares her charge is getting, and wants to spare the traumatized girl as much of it as she can.  With a few long strides, they reach the entrance to the station and are finally inside.  With an arm around the young woman's shoulders, she guides her up to the desk and addressed the middle aged man sitting behind it.  "Bernard, this is the woman I radioed about.  We need my spare clothes and a call to the hospital letting them know we're on our way."<br/><br/>She takes a quick look at the sheet-clad figure, then lets go of the girl and leans in close to whisper "I also need all the records on the last name Edwards.  See if we can figure out who or who's she is."  Giving the man a commanding nod, she watches him set about the tasks.  Turning back to the girl, she places one hand on her shoulder and the other on her pronounced belly.  "It'll be ok, miss.  We'll make sure both you and your baby are alright..."