...This chapter kinda makes me feel like a jerk.
Oh well. It's my birthday, so it's (not!) ok!
Diana, Kent, and Allen don't want her to transfer.
Curry, Wayne, and Jordan do.
#9
"We need to discuss what to do with Jinx," Dr. Kent said, sitting down at the table where the other doctors were seated.
Dr. Wayne nodded in agreement, "She still suffers from memory loss, but over the last two months, she has recovered a good amount of her memories. And she behaves as she should, for the most part."
"Even so, she needs to stay here until she has regained all of her memories and has fully recuperated. If we send her back, she might relapse," Dr. Diana pointed out, "With every new memory she gets back, she returns to her... previous unresponsive state. Two steps forward, one step back," she said.
"She could transfer," Dr. Curry suggested, "It's true, she still needs to fully regain all of her memories before we can release her, and she still needs to be monitored," he said reasonably, "but she doesn't necessarily need to be here."
"It could be a bit troublesome to move her and all of her files," Dr. Diana objected, "It might be easier to just keep her here. She's already got a few friends here, sometimes just hanging out with friends helps."
"A friend. Wally. The other patients aren't too fond of her." Dr. Allen spoke up.
"Granted, most don't like her, but she's used to the environment. Moving her could just cause trouble for her, and Wally. He's gotten used to having her here as well, hasn't he?" Dr. Diana asked Dr. Allen. He nodded.
"Probably, considering he spends all his time with her," he said.
Dr. Wayne shrugged, "Sometimes, a change of pace is good. She might not be able to progress any further if she stays here."
Curry and Jordan nodded in agreement. Dr. Jordan spoke up, "I've had patients that were here for a long time and showed progress, but didn't fully recover until they left."
Dr. Kent frowned and shook his head, "That may be so, but in Jinx's case, moving her might make it worse."
Wayne sighed as he looked at the electric clock at the end of the table. It showed the time- 1:43 a.m.
"I think I'm going to go pick up some coffee. Anyone else want some?" Dr. Curry offered.
"Black coffee, please," Wayne said, pulling out some more paperwork.
"Um, caramel macchiato?" Diana asked.
Dr. Allen shrugged, picking up his bag, "I'm going back to the apartment. Thanks anyways."
"None for me, either," Dr. Jordan added.
Dr. Kent shrugged, "Get me something with a lotta caffeine. None of that iced coffee stuff, though."
Jinx stood very, very still, listening to whatever Dr. Diana had to say. They had been talking for quite some time now.
"How long have you been sitting here?"
Wally started, jumping to his feet. He turned around to face the doctor, who was watching the scene unfold.
Wally felt himself start to sweat.
Dr. Allen turned to him, carefully smiling, "How are you feeling, Wally? You've been here for about a month. Do you feel worse? Better?"
Wally's jaw worked furiously, trying to come up with words to offer his uncle, "F-Fine."
He smiled and nodded, "That's good to hear. You seem to be pretty close with Jinx, but have you made any other friends?"
Wally shook his head, struggling to release the tension in his shoulders.
"Maybe you should try," he suggested, "Jinx might not always be here. It might be good to find some other friends, as well," he suggested.
Wally frowned, still nervous about the presence out the adult next to him. He turned back to Jinx and the doctor, studiously ignoring his uncle (only because it was making him so nervous).
"Well, I suppose I'll talk to you later, Wally."
The soft tapping of Uncle's shoes was the only noise in the hallway.
Wally sat back down, leaning against the wall again.
Jinx walked out of the office, and sat next to Wally (who had slumped against the wall, nearly knocking over a potted plant). She elbowed him in the side,
"Hey, Wally," Jinx greeted, rather somberly.
He lifted his head, a lethargic smile on his lips, "Hey, Jinxie," he responded with a yawn.
The two sat next to each other quietly. The uncomfortable silence that enveloped them dissolved Wally's sleepiness.
"They're thinking of transferring me to a smaller branch," Jinx said suddenly.
Wally didn't say anything, a little surprised.
Jinx took in his expression, "But Dr. Diana doesn't think I'm actually going to be transferred, no worries," Jinx reassured him.
He grinned, "Good, I'd miss my Jinxie."
She scowled, "Don't call me that."
"What? Jinxie? It's cute!"
She was stubborn, "Don't call me that!"
"Hey, I think I saw some stairs down back by the entrance. Maybe if we go downstairs, we'll be able to go around and meet back up with Baran, Seymour, and Billy," Jinx said, standing by the dilapidated stairs.
"Uh... J-Jinx, I don't think that's such a good idea..." Gizmo stuttered.
Jinx rolled her eyes; resting one hand on her hip, "Don't be a wimp, Gizmo."
His face turned red alarmingly fast, "Hey! I'm no wimp!"
"Prove it," with that, Jinx started down the rickety staircase. Angel, Erebus, and Pete immediately following, leaving Gizmo to make his choice.
He stared at the ceiling of the ambulance, the loud siren, the crying of the machines hooked up to him, and his uncle speaking to him creating a lullaby. He drifted off once more, ignoring the paramedics' protests.
I think I'm just gonna have a little snippet of what happened at the end of each chapter. It's basically what they're seeming in their dreams/nightmares.
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~Songbook12
