My First Fanfic.
summary: Lester thinks that the team needs therapy, to bond them and make them trust in one another more.
disclaimer: i don't own anything- just the storyline.
JESS'S P.O.V
WE ALL STARE at Lester. I was speechless. He had just told us that we had to have therapy. therapy. do I look insane to you? No-one had said, anything yet.
"You did what?" Becker, obviously, was the first to speak. Lester gives him a steely look.
"I got you a therapist. do I really have to repeat myself to you, Captain?" he asks him. Becker rolls his eyes.
"Sir, we don't need a therapist. we're not insane!" Matt argues. the rest of us nod in agreement.
"really? your'e from the future, Emily's from the past, Connor is still upset from the New dawn fiasco, Abby's engaged to connor, Jess is obsessed with shoes and our dear captain is a emotional retard." Lester lists off. when you put it like that, we do sound crazy.
"How does Abby being engaged to me make her insane?" Connor asks, looking confused and wounded. we all laugh, including Abby. he scowls at us, moodily. Abby hugs him, still laughing at his expression.
"Anyway, your therapist is waiting- go on," Lester shoos us out of his office. sighing, we head towards, what i am guesing, i going to be are doom- our downfall.
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