Introductions.

" 'William Zimmerman' Ashley repeated suddenly becoming very interested. She walked over to the man sitting by the window and staring vacantly out the window. He seemed to be fixated on a blackbird's nest on the tree outside. She sat down in the chair next to him and extended her hand and said "Hi I'm Ashley". She put on a friendly smile in the hopes of attracting his attention. He did not seem to notice her, he continued stare at the bird's nest. Ashley eye fell upon the nest and she noticed it was full of chicks. They looked like they were ready to fly, they were already stretching and flapping there wings and getting ready to take flight for the first time. But one chick, seemed to have a wounded wing, it wasn't able to fly, not yet.

"Ashley" her mother said snapping her out of her memories and back to reality. She was sitting in her mother office in another therapy session, It had been nearly a week since she had tried to interact with Will, since then she was trying to find out about him, apperently he had been there longer than any of the nurses or current patients. Which got Ashley wondering exactly how old Will was or how long he's been there.

"Ashley, are you still with me" Helen asked. She was worried that her daughter was beginning to lose touch with reality. "Sorry I was just thinking" Ashley said. "What about" Helen asked. "I was just remembering something" Ashley replied.

"You do know last time you remembered something you attacked two orderlies thinking they were terrorists" Her Mother replied. Ashley found herself smiling at her Mother's reply. "No, it's just ...well Mom can i ask you something ?" Ashley asked.

"As long as it's not where baby's come from" She replied smiling.

Ashley giggled and said "No, I was wondering if i could ask you about a patient ?"

"Well normally i would say No but i'm curious, which patient?" Helen asked surprised by her daughter's sudden interest in, well anything.

"William Zimmerman, i was asking around about him no seems to know much about him" Ashley said.

"Oh yes, Will Zimmerman , now that is a sad story, His mother was killed in front of his very eyes when he was just a child" Helen began.

Ashley gasped at the horror of the idea, she had been, raised by her mother, she was her whole world, the thought of losing her was a thought to horrible to imagine, she could see how it effected Will the way it did.

"A bear killed his mother on a camping trip, his father scared it away with a gun shot, ever since that day he hasn't spoken since" Helen said.

"I was working at Old City General at the time as a physician, they was a paramedic strike at the time so the hospital was short, I volunteered to go to the scene, it was a horrific site, they was nothing i could do for his mother, she literally ripped apart, the bear had gone rabid, apartly it had been attack by a wolf and contacted the virus from it, Animal Control found it and put it down later that night" Helen explained as tears began to form in her eyes.

Ashley could feel the knot form in her throat from sorrow.

"That boy, that poor boy, when i saw him there, standing still, he didn't even look like he was alive anymore, it was like he was a statue, I rushed up to him and hugged him" Helen said.

"Since that day, he has never spoken to anyone, not the nurses, not me, not even his father, about 6 months after the attack,his father had him place in this facility, I transfered her to keep an eye on him and to help him but instead all he has done is just go deeper into his mind, to be honest after all these years I'm starting to lose hope, I don't know if he can be helped" Helen said sadly.

Ashley couldn't believe all that she had just been told, it was a lot to take in. 'No wonder he's like that' she thought sadly to herself.

Helen then took a deep breath and leaned forward and said to her daughter "Ashley, have you ever considered Group Therapy?"