Now, we finally hear from Jessie: post-Master. Prepare for an overload of feels.


Lepardlover (Chapter 7):

Men? oh-ho-ho...JAGuar280 isn't who you think they are...look at the username, and it will come to you eventually. ;)

(Side note: When you have your little 'next time on The Fear of Falling Apart', all I can think of is 'This Is Gospel' (the song that the title was based off of) playing in the distance...*screams into megaphone* THESE WORDS ARE KNIVES THAT OFTEN LEAVE SCAAAAARRRRRRRRRSSSS- THE FEAR OF FALLIN' APART- AND TRUTH BE TOLD I NEVER WAS YOUUUUURRRRRRSSSS- THE FEAR- THE FEAR OF FALLING APART

Paradox Predator (Chapter 6):

*headesks repeatedly* WHY. DID. I. NOT. REMEMBER. THAT.

Paradox Predator (Chapter 7):

LINDA...what's LINDA? *confused dog face*

A Lonely Angel 6 (Chapter 7):

Yeah, Simon is based off a character from this one book series I once read who gets pulled into the plot-line by his best friend (who he secretly likes), and ends up getting friend-zoned and completely screwed in various ways. Also, I can't wait to write that part! I imagine Jessie might be in a little danger, and The Master has to plead with The Doctor for her safety.

raggedymadness (Chapter 6):

Hehehe...funny story about that, actually... ^^;

I had it. For almost a month. Maybe a little more.

I sort got $10 in fines because it sat on my dresser and I never read it.

But...one day. I will read it.

raggedymadness (Chapter 7):

You're going to regret saying that after this chapter.


Chapter Eight- Jessica

"So, Jessica..."said the man, looking down at his clipboard and scribbling down a quick note. "How have you been?"

A woman sat on the chaise, slowly lying back on it, avoiding looking at the man. "It's gotten worse." she mumbled, feeling pathetic just saying it.

The man raised an eyebrow questioningly, scribbling down notes again. "And when you say 'worse'...worse in what ways?"

"I haven't been to work recently. They understand what's going on and are being flexible with me, but I know they'll only be so understanding for so long." She said, going on to other things. "I don't get out of bed at all some days. Some days I sit in my kitchen and eat most of my food. Sometime I go days without eating."

The man then scribbled down more notes. "...have you been trying those tips on resiliency? I know it's been quite few sessions since I gave them to you, Jessica- but you don't seem like the kind of person who would just...throw them aside."

She let out a sigh, closing her eyes. "I read them. I tried them. For weeks. Eventually, when the Anniversary rolled around...I broke down." She said, her voice cracking as she tried to hold back tears. "I-I couldn't do it anymore."

The man grabbed a few tissues from a nearby box, and handed them to her. "Thanks, Jerry..." Jessica said between sobs. "I-Its just...its just..." She let out a pathetic sigh. "I miss him. I miss him everyday." She patted each eye with a tissue, going on with her story. "I'm reminded of him and the time we spent together every day. In the morning, my bed isn't warm like it was when he'd want to share a bed. There are no surprise pancake breakfasts anymore. No pajama-clad boyfriend to kiss me 'good morning'." Jessica said in a whiny voice that one would have when they were on the verge of crying. "There's no more hugs, kisses, or affectionate words. My apartment feels like an empty shell without him. Hell- I feel like an empty shell of my former self without him. I just miss him...I miss knowing that he's okay...that he's alive." She then brought the rest of the tissues to her face, sobbing for a few seconds.

"I-I'm sorry that this is so hard for you, Jessica- and that it's affecting every aspect of your life." said Jerry, looking over at her, his eyes a dull blue-grey from behind his black computer-geek-chic glasses, his face giving off a very sympathetic expression. The previous sentence had been the last for the long moments of silence, as he ran a hand through his hair, which was dyed all they way Just for Men: 'Touch of Gray' -it gave him a great business casual look- and waited until she had calmed herself down, and was ready to talk again.

"Jerry?"

"Can I-" she moved from a laying position on the chaise to a sitting position, as if signaling that she was emotionally spent, and would like to end her session soon. "-ask you something?"

"I'm your therapist, Jessica." he said calmly and quietly. "You can ask me anything."

"I-I want to get on something stronger." she began, looking guilty for even saying it. Like she was one of those irresponsible teen moms she had seen on TV- they had done this to themselves, and now they were trying to make people notice them...and there she was. Asking to be put on a stronger medication or a stronger dosage. Jerry began to talk about since she 'had shown no signs of progress', that he had 'been thinking of making a change to her medication soon'. He then went onto a discussion about how a new top-of-the-line drug was being used more frequently in practice nowadays, and that it might be just the thing for her. She nodded and said small sentences at certain parts, but really- she was more busy with the thoughts in her mind:

If she had just jumped, she wouldn't have met him.

If she had jumped, they wouldn't have fallen in love.

If she had jumped, he wouldn't have left her here to suffer alone.

Her therapist escorted her out of the room, going into the staff room afterward to re-read the file of his next patient. Jessica went to the sign-in sheet, writing "Gaule, Jessie A." in the 'OUT' column, only to stop at the 'e' in 'Jessie'. She quickly changed the 'e' to a 'c', and added an 'a' at the end, realizing that there was only one person who never stopped calling her Jessie...

And that person had left her alone to suffer and torture herself into a living nightmare of a life.


*DW theme song*

JENNIFER LAWRENCE

AARON PAUL

and

JAY BARUCHEL

in

"The Time Lord Hunters"