Contact in case of emergency: Saul Goodman

Relationship to patient: Legal Representative

Emergency contacts Address: The Offices of Saul Goodman & Associates...

Emergency contacts number:

Walt began to put down Saul's number; then hesitated. He crossed it out and the put the number of his own second cell phone. He added Saul's number underneath, as a secondary option.

They were let into a private waiting room, where Jesse slouched on the couch beside him, half awake as Walt gradually filled out the papers spread on the coffee table one by one.

Mike had left after a while, said he'd get some air and wait outside. Walt was glad, it was easier without him.

Mike had actually told the people he was called Mike on the way in and advised that Walt give his real name too - like hell Walt wanted to do that.

Signed:

Serenity Rehabilitation only took self-consenting patients, so Walt prodded Jesse gently and put the pen in his hand. He pointed to wherever a signature was needed on each sheet. Jesse was able to hold the pen steady now, but he seemed to have switched off. Jesse was just running on auto-pilot, he'd run out of tears sobbing in the car.

Type of substance taken:

Last date substance was taken:

Frequency of use:

Any previous history of self-harm:

Self-harm. Did that mean self-harm like the way Jesse hurt himself and nearly killed himself with drugs? But all the papers were about drugs. Was the question asking if Jesse had a habit off cutting himself? Walt looked at Jesse. No, but he decided to put a yes. He wanted them to keep a strict eye on him. The papers became jumbled.

Date of Birth: He had to look at Jesse's drivers licence.

Marital Status: Single

Dependants: N/A

Place of Birth:

Mothers maiden name:

Did they really need so much information? Jesse wasn't talking right now...He had to call up Saul for some of these answers.

Ugh, it wanted details of spent and unspent criminal cautions and convictions. They had to check patients wouldn't be a danger to others, he supposed. Saul laughed and asked him if he had enough paper for the list. Walt did actually need a second sheet. Speeding (numerous), shoplifting (numerous), getting caught high (numerous), jay-walking while high (twice). About twenty more things. But Jesse had never been in trouble for violence which was good, and amazingly, for a drug dealer, he had never been caught in actual possession of anything.

Name of referrer:

Walt should have asked Saul to come down here and do this, really. But he didn't trust anyone else to take charge of Jesse right now. Walt had filled it all in already, anyway. But it had to have a signature from the referrer.

Walt wondered who he should be, Mr Pinkman - or Mr Lambert?

"Mr White!" A sweet voice chilled him straight to the bone.

A girl in the Serenity uniform had entered the room - she was smiling."What are you doing here!"

"Charlotte, what a surprise!" Charlotte was one of the brightest, kindest and polite students Walt had ever had the pleasure to teach. She had graduated about five months ago.

Walt had never dreamed that he would hate this girl as much as he did right now.

He stood up immediately to greet her - they shook hands warmly.

"Gosh, this is just - wow. Really, such a surprise -You work here now? I thought you were studying?"

"Oh yeah this is just some work experience while I'm studying. Hands on experience with patients and stuff, It's SO rewarding."

Walt glanced at Jesse who was watching them now; not with much interest, but watching them.

"So, where are you now?" He asked, "UNM? I thought you were considering Columbia University?" In New York. FAR AWAY. He could have sworn this girl had been extremely keen on New York.

"Yeah! You remember! I was, and I applied and everything, but then I was like, hey. I'd just miss my family too much, you know?".

"Oh, I understand, that's absolutely understandable." Why couldn't she just go away?

"I met Flynn's mom in town last week. I mean, your wife. Whens the baby due? She was so pregnant. She said it was due really soon, any day now?"

"Ah, she was born the day before yesterday, we named her Holly."

"Oh my God! that is so wonderful Mr White, that is SO great." she held her arms out, and he leaned in for the hug. "And it's a girl? Holly? That is so great. My Mom will be so happy to hear."

Charlotte turned her attention to Jesse sat on the couch. "Is this your nephew?"

This was turning into a nightmare. Well, an even worse nightmare. His nephew. Walt mentioned to someone on his way in that he was Jesse's uncle - why'd he do that? It had been a great idea at the time.

"His name is Jesse. He's a bit out-of-sorts right now."

Charlotte nodded. She bent down a little. It was quite condescending. "Hey Jesse, I'm Charlotte. I work here, It's lovely to meet you. We'll probably be seeing a lot of eachother." Jesse gave a sort-of nod, and said nothing. Walt couldn't be sure how much Jesse was really taking in right now, but even to Jesse this girl was a kid - that had to be annoying.

Charlotte turned back to Walt and smiled sympathetically. "It takes time. I'll make sure he settles right in. Is this his bag? I'll take that." She picked it up. "I'll come take you to his room when you're done with the papers. I'm just getting it all ready now."

"Wait, Charlotte."

"Yep?"

"Jesse's not my nephew."

"Oh yeah?" She didn't break her smile, just waited for Walt to go on. She didn't know what he meant.

What on earth would Walt do if this girl started telling everyone and his wife that he'd been to this rehab centre, and it was with Jesse Pinkman?

"Ah look. This is a problem." He walked toward the door and looked through the glass to see there was anyone else around. The truth is, Jesse's an ex-student of mine, from a few years back." He spoke more seriously now, let her know this was important. "We aren't related."

"Right," Said Charlotte, as if she were already 'getting' it. "So, you mean like, that nephew thing was just a cover or something?"

"Yes. Jesse's had a really hard time of things. He got involved with the wrong people. His parents disowned him, they wont have anything to do with him." Walt thought that was about right anyway? Jesse never talked about his parents, he just talked about that deceased Aunt Ginny. "Jesse didn't have anyone else to turn to. He visited me at the school the other day to ask me for help, because he remembered me helping him before - back when he was my student. So I'm checking him in here."

"Ohh, right."

"I don't really know why I said I was his uncle, it just seemed easier than telling the whole story. It just slipped out, because I rather feel like I'm acting as an uncle to him right now."

"Aw," Charlotte put her head to one side and gazed at him with admiration. It was working. "That is so sad. But that's just so kind of you to look out for him like that. The kindest ever. I was thinking of maybe teaching. I'd be SO happy if I was a teacher and one of my students was in trouble, and then he remembered me enough to find me out and ask me for help. Jesse's so lucky he had you - you're a really great teacher Mr White. Your baby's gonna be the luckiest little girl."

Ka-ching. Why was he hearing that website noise when it wasn't even around? He was truly going crazy.

" It's what any teacher would do." He motioned for her to come a little closer. "Um, Charlotte?"

"Mm hmm?"

"I'd really appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone about my being here," said Walt softly, " I think it's very embarrassing for Jesse, needing his old teacher to help him like this, and having people know that his parents don't care. I told him that we'd keep this a secret."

"Oh absolutely, confidentiality and stuff. I NEVER tell people about the patients, ever."

"Of course, but I do mean - if you run into Junior or my wife again - I would appreciate it if you just didn't mention to them at all that you'd seen me here. With the baby and everything, it's just a lot to juggle."

She looked confused, "Aw, Ok. I wont mention anything to Flynn or Mrs White. Wow, they don't know how great you are. I wont tell anyone - not even my Mom, I promise. it's cool, Mr White."

"Thankyou."

The girl picked up Jesse's bag and left the room. Walt sighed as he sat back down and scowled at the last paper he'd been looking at.

Name of referrer: Walter White

Relationship to patient: Former Teacher