A/N: Holy Jesus Christ with a Handgrenade, this is it. After months of silence, I have finally, finally finished the last chapter of Session. It's short, yes, but honestly, there wasn't much to say. The fate of RGMI has been decided, and all you have to do is read to find out. Please, please keep in mind that future edits may come. In other news, I have a... plan of sorts for a bonus chapter. So, uhm... if you like this story and want the bonus chapter, please tell me. Thank you for reading this far, though -- I appreciate each and every review I have received on this story, and though I'm not posting nearly as much as I used to, I still thank those still with me for sticking around as long as you have. Thank you thank you thank you. I love you all, and if I could marry all of you, I would. But that'd be illegal. DDD:

Pairings: AkuRoku, Riku/Repliku, SoRiku, Zemyx, Cleon

Disclaimer: You can imagine that I was out fighting for the rights to Kingdom Hearts during my long absence, but unfortunately, that is not the case. I still don't own Kingdom Hearts -- it's highly, highly, highly doubtful that I ever will. Sadness. D:

Dedication: To all of my readers and reviewers. You don't know how happy you all make me, and how appreciative of your kind words I am. I have three words for each and every one of you: I love you.

It was getting dark out. Thin rays of orange-yellow-red sunlight peeked through the half-open blinds situated behind her desk as the sun slowly set behind distant mountains. Aeris wanted nothing more than to go home; the reporters diligently awaiting her return desired the same. Within a mere month, three people belonging to her hospital had died, bringing her ability to run Radiant Garden Mental Institute into question. As she sat in her comfortable desk chair, trapped in her office due to the hoards of press looming right outside the doors, her entire case was being brought before a board of directors, who would then decide her fate -- and Aeris was well aware of what the outcome would probably be. A sigh escaped slightly parted lips as she swiveled the chair to face the TV, images flickering on the screen and a cheery green "MUTE" settled in the top right corner of the screen. With a second, more resigned sigh, she picked up the remote and pressed the 'Mute' button; a sudden flood of sound filled the room, from click-click-clicking cameras to "Excuse me!", "What are your comments on the case?", "Has a decision been reached?"

"No, there have been no official decisions -- I cannot comment anymore on the case, thank you -- That is merely speculation, please check your resources once again..." The police chief went on and on, hardly taking a breath between answers. Aeris listened quietly, eyes darting to the side to watch the thin strips of sunlight slowly fade. The sun sank lower and lower behind the mountains, the sky slowly losing the brilliant colours present only moments earlier.

Knock knock.

The noise did not startle her -- she had been receiving visitor after visitor throughout the day, and merely muted the TV once more before ushering them inside the office. Zexion took a hesitant step inside, glancing up at Aeris as he shut the door. She waited patiently for the teenage boy to speak, but when he didn't, spoke up herself.

"May I help you, Zexion?" Her voice was placid, but curious. Zexion stared at her a moment longer before finally answering.

"I'm worried about Demyx," he said, his whispery voice low; Aeris had to strain to hear it, and it took her a moment to process what had been said. When it finally clicked, her mouth formed a slight 'o' shape.

"That is only natural," she replied, the 'o' quickly morphing into a gentle smile. "Has he been displaying any signs of unusual behavior?" Zexion nodded in response, shuffling his feet a little before looking up at Aeris once more.

"He's... dead. He won't talk to me anymore. He rarely even visits me anymore. I understand that he's upset over Namine, but I can't comprehend why it's taking so long for him to recover," Zexion's careful mask fell as he said this, exposing to Aeris just how distressed this made him.

"Zexion, have you ever lost someone you care about? An aunt, a brother, a dear friend...?" Zexion nodded slowly, and Aeris could practically see his mind working.

"They... cut off my contact with my brother," he said, his voice hesitant. "I haven't seen him since the judge ordered me here," Aeris shook her head.

"That's not what I mean, Zexion. Let me reword that: Has anyone you loved very much pass away?" She folded her hands on her desk as she said this, fingers lacing together. A look of concentration formed on Zexion's face; Aeris silently awaited his response.

"I've never... loved," he finally said, his expression dropping, the facade he normally put up quickly taking its place. "I've felt attachment, like I do with Demyx, but I have never felt actual love." Aeris stared at him, puzzled, but as she opened her mouth to speak, the phone rang; her heart skipped a beat, and she stared at Zexion apologetically.

"I need to answer this," she said, picking up the phone and pressing the 'line' button to connect the call. Zexion nodded, turning his head to stare at the TV while he waited.

"Radiant Garden Mental Institute, this is Aeris Gainsborough, how may I help you?" she rattled off mechanically, anxiety fluttering in the pit of her stomach.

"Aeris Gainsborough, after reviewing the facts and evidence regarding your case, we have reached a decision," Aeris' breath caught in her throat, a quick prayer running through her head at a lightning fast speed. "We have deemed the deaths of two of your patients -- and the near death of another -- as casualties of the actions of Kairi Osaka, a nurse in the mental institute you were only recently assigned to. As Ms. Osaka was an employee of Radiant Garden Mental Institute before your arrival, we have decided that you are innocent of the charges brought against you. The case will soon be handed over to the court system, due to Ms. Osaka's death being the consequence of a third party." She could barely breath as wave after wave of relief washed over her; her eyes fluttered shut and she sunk down in her chair, muscles suddenly limp, as she finally exhaled the breath she'd been holding.

"Thank you so much," she breathed into the speaker after a moment. "You don't know how much this means to me,"

"Make sure this does not happen again." the person stated with absolute finality before hanging up. Aeris glanced over at Zexion, silent as he watched the goings-on on the TV screen, as she slowly placed the phone back in it's cradle. Turning her chair, she looked out the window at the horizon, speechless.

Outside, night had fallen upon Radiant Garden.