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"Dr. Walter?"

Dr. Walter Bishop looked up at the small blonde-haired girl silhouetted in the doorway, temporarily ignoring the sheet of paper in his hands.

"Ah, it's good to see you Olivia! Come in! Come in!" he cried enthusiastically, ushering her into his office with a delighted smile on his face.

Closing the door shut gently behind her, the little girl, (whose name was in fact Olivia,) tentatively made her way forward.

"Now, Walter said softly, folding his hands together and placing them on his desk. "What seems to be the dear? You look thirsty. Perhaps I could interest you in some of my home brewed tea, or maybe just some orange-"

"I crossed over again."

Walter Bishop's expression changed instantly, a shadow crossing over his face.

"You what?" he asked in a more serious tone of voice.

"I said I crossed over again; to the other side I mean, just like you said I would."

Walter got up out of his chair and knelt in front of her, looking directly into her eyes.

"Tell me everything."

"Well I was hiding in my room, from my stepdad I mean-"

"Olivia my dear," Walter grabbed hold of her shoulder firmly. "Has he been hurting you again?"

"N-n-no." Olivia replied her lower lip trembling slightly.

"Olivia, if he's been hurting you in anyway-"

"N-n-no, I'm okay; I promise." She interrupted. She tried to shake her head no, but she was trembling and tears were starting to form in her eyes.

Dr. Bishop looked searchingly into her eyes for a few seconds longer, and then nodded slowly.

"Very well then dear; I believe you. Now, tell me exactly what you saw."

Later that evening once Olivia had left, and all was once again silent, Walter grabbed a sheet of paper form the top left drawer of his desk and began to write:

"Dear Belly,

Olivia has continued to respond well to the dosage I have been giving her. She has crossed over several times in the past few months and these "events" are becoming more and more frequent as time goes on, usually having to do with her abusive stepfather in some way, almost as a catalyst, as I have already hypothesized. As I continue to increase her dosage I will write to you again.

Your Life time friend and colleague,

W. B."

Selecting an envelope form a shelf Walter placed the letter in it, and sealed it with his tongue. Then, donning his coat and cap he left his office, and locked up for the night.