An/ So, you may not like this, but bear with me. If you don't like confusion, this story may not be for you, but I solemnly vow that it will all make sense in the end. You just have to endure--and hopefully enjoy, the ride. This is a bit out there, but so is fanfiction and I do that, so why not? Thanks SSBAILEY for reading this over for me.
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"Patient is showing no signs of progress, even a month after her admission." Dr. Daniel Parker noted to his board of fellow doctors.
"It says in her file that she is suffering from extreme delusions." Dr. Bethany Douglas inquired innocently. "What are they about?"
"She maintains that she was put here as a secret plot against her." Dr. Parker informed as the room chuckled.
"If only that were true every time someone said that." The head doctor at the asylum, Dr. Leo Scott laughed. "Then we would have no patients."
"Her delusions stem from a monomaniac obsession that she has been sent here unjustly." Dr. Parker tried to explain. "She maintains that the BAU of the FBI will come for her."
"Normally patients fear government." Scott smirked. "Why would the patient fantasize about being part of it?"
"Unresolved power issue is my best guess." Dr. Parker answered. "Her file upon admittance said that she had years of cocaine and methamphetamine abuse before being institutionalized, it all could be a break."
"How have her drug tests come out?" Dr. Laura Painter asked, taking notes feverishly. This was a case far from normal and it could make a career if done right.
"She's clean." Parker stated. "But that doesn't mean that she couldn't have gotten in trouble with it before and now it isn't available."
"Patient history?"
"She was sent to the DaVance institution in Cambridge, Massachusetts when she was fifteen because of what the doctors classified as paranoia with signs of schizophrenia, likely brought on by the drug use. She has suffered with delusional thoughts her entire life and her parents decided it was best if they let someone else look after her. However, after several suicide attempts it was decided last month that in order to protect her from herself, she needed to be put in a more secure location."
"Is the patient combative?" Dr. Painter asked again.
"When first admitted she tried to take down a few of the orderlies, but after a few days, it resulted in a mild catatonic state where she no longer speaks when spoken to. She seems to have withdrawn entirely." Dr. Parker said sadly.
"Is there a good prognosis?" Dr. Douglas chimed, knowing what the answer would be.
"I don't foresee any recovery, though I do believe that she could learn to live a semi normal life with proper treatment." Parker said hopefully.
"Medications?" Dr. Painter continued to question.
"Aripiprazole as an antipsychotic and mild Zoloft for her depression was what they had her on in Cambridge, though we have begun a regimen of mild sedatives to keep the patient calm." Parker informed.
"But you said the patient was catatonic?" Painter reminded the group, hoping that Scott would reassign the patient to her care.
"When she was brought in, she broke an orderly's nose and caused another to break his arm. If the patient comes out of her current state, her fury will cause many problems for the staff trying to care for her." Dr. Douglas added.
"That's true. However, I believe that if we take her off the sedatives and vigorously try to reestablish a sense of reality and connection with the world, that we can see some real progress." Dr. Parker pointed out.
"Good work. Take her off the sedatives, we'll see if it helps. Dr. Parker, I want you to continue to oversee her care." Scott said, closing the file marked Jennifer Jareau. The sad truth was that most of the people that stepped through the doors of their institution never had a chance.
An/I know that this prologue is a little different, but still let me know what you think. Thanks for reading!