Adjustment Series:

Book One:

"Adjusting to Parenthood"

By: NV-01

Chapter Nine:

Vous êtes secrets ont été découverts

I sat glaring at the Diagnostician in front of me, my weary blue eyes full of disgust. How could Naomi be friendly with someone like that? His green puffy hair, five o'clock shadow and facial that needed a good shave...The horrid stench of cigarette smoke and bitter, faint after-smell of alcohol. The said Diagnostician was too busy pulling in a large computer with a pulsing blue screen, mumbling to himself bitterly.

"To hell with it. RONI, you can stay put just there." Dr. Cunningham muttered, as he planted himself in the chair opposite me, "RONI, bring up the diagnosis charts."

"Yes Doctor Cunningham." The machine answered, "The patient name is: NV-01 he has been requested to be diagnosed by you, Doctor."

"It wasn't me who wanted me to check up on him in the first place." He grumbled darkly. Narrowing my eyes, I ran my hand through my hair and sighed.

"Doctor Cunningham, shall we begin the diagnosis?"

"Well, duh. The sooner this gets done the sooner Naomi gets some results." Dr. Cunningham said flatly.

Naomi? Couldn't she have checked me herself? *sigh* I don't understand why it had to be him.

"Understood Doctor. I shall send the full report to Dr. Naomi Kimishima. Please enter the address where you want me to send the report."

"*sigh* Cumberland Institute of Forensic Medicine. Now can we start the damn diagnosis already?"

"Yes Doctor. Please begin with the consultation."

"God damnit...Esha had to make you even more annoying." Dr. Cunningham complained, before turning to face me. He coughed nervously, "So..."

I didn't say anything; I just stared at him blankly.

"Great, you're gonna be like that, huh?" Dr. Cunningham groaned, "RONI, read out the list of symptoms that Naomi's given me, will you?"

"Yes Doctor. The symptoms are as followed; Laceration wound on the lower left hand side of the shoulder blade, thin pink scratch on the right hand side of the face, weight loss."

"If you know what's wrong with me, then why are you here?" I asked in a small voice.

"Your lover's orders. RONI, be a dear and give Naomi a call, will you? Her dearest isn't going to co-operate."

I stood up silently and walked as carefully as I could to the door.

This is just a waste of my time.

"Where do you think you're going?" Dr. Cunningham asked seriously. I turned to face him.

"She saw my...Injuries. I have no reason to be here." I immediately regretted what I had just said, after seeing the devilish smirk appear on the Diagnostician's face.

"Injuries, huh? Well looks like you're not as smart as Naomi gives you credit for."

"Shut it!" I yelled at him, clenching my fists.

"Oh he finally talks." He stated sourly, standing up, "Now to get some answers."

An uneasy shudder of pain ran through my chest, as I coughed violently. I made another attempt for the door, but Dr. Cunningham grabbed hold of my arm tightly.

"Get off of me!" I bellowed. Dr. Cunningham's grip tightened. My eyes stabbed daggers into his narrowed, fired-up amber ones.

"Not until I'm done here." He sneered.

"Damnit" I muttered, as I tried to free myself from Dr. Cunningham's grasp, "Let go of me! Pl-Please!" I tried to yell, but it came out in a small, begging tone. His nails were starting to dig into my skin. It felt exactly like when that woman pinned me down.

"Hm...You're shaking a lot...That's not good." Dr. Cunningham mumbled, releasing my arm, "RONI-

"Understood, Doctor. New symptom observed; Shaking. Doctor, I also detected some coughing and light cases of Dyspnea and Tachypnea shall I add this to the symptoms?"

"Yeah...For future reference, if you can pick up things aren't normal just by observing their talking and reactions just add them in will you?"

"Yes Doctor. New Symptoms observed: Dyspnea, Tachypnea and Coughing."

"Now we are getting somewhere. I know your perfectly healthy disease and virus wise. However, if you're having breathing problems then there must be some sort of injury around the chest area, right?"

I didn't know how much longer I could last through this. " Do I give up and co-operate with him? He's with Naomi, but he looks far too...shifty-looking to be with Naomi right?"

Her pale face with widened, glittering blue eyes appeared into my head, "If...He's really working with her...Then maybe I can...Get through this..."

"New Symptom Observed: Crying."

"Uh...RONI, are you suffering from a glitch or something?" The diagnostician asked worriedly.

"There is less than 3 percent of a chance for me to be having technical difficulties. Why do you ask, Dr. Cunningham?"

"It's just that...Crying isn't a symptom."

"I was requested by Dr. Kimishima to record everything that the patient was experiencing Doctor, this includes any emotions expressed through facial expressions."

"Ohh" Dr. Cunningham laughed, "Is that so?"

"I...Uh..." I croaked out, brushing away the tears,"I think that...um, there might be a few bruises on my chest and I've been feeling a little dehydrated lately."

"Uh-huh...Anything else...Like what your assailant looked like?"

"Heh, isn't that the FBI's job?" I dryly chuckled, with a small smirk on my face.

"Pff...Smartass..." Dr. Cunningham grumbled, "RONI, I think we've got most of it...We need some scans done at Resurgam as well as a diagnostics test."

"You are correct, Dr. Cunningham. Portland Prison does not have the necessary equipment available to perform the essential scans...Would you like me to request clearance for NV-01 to leave the premises under your responsibility?"

"Well, duh...How else am I gonna get him out of here? Just magically teleport him there?" Dr. Cunningham complained throwing his hands up in the air.

"My processors tell me that it is impossible for a human to "magically teleport" somewhere, as the correct, reliable technology has not been created." RONI stated, saying "magically teleport" in an exact replica of her partner's voice.

"Ugh...You were better when you were all smashed up." The diagnostician growled, tapping his fingers on the chair impatiently, "How long is it gonna take?"

"The request for clearance will take approximately 3-4 days, Dr. Cunningham."

"What! ? *sigh* Stuff that, do what you can to get that request through and send what we have to Naomi..."

He stood up and strode towards the door. He stopped when he stood next to me and laid a hand on my shoulder, "You did well...I didn't like it anymore than you did, but Naomi's sake we're gonna have to work together, m'kay?"

"If it's for Naomi...Then I will." I replied, releasing a relieved and worn out sigh.

"You've got to mean a hell of a lot to her if she's this distracted..."

"Huh?" I raised an eyebrow at the diagnostician that was staring ahead of me with something unreadable in his eyes.

"She's been solely focused on this case and this one alone. Did you know that she got dragged out of CIFM for kicking up a fuss about you being arrested?"

My eyes widened, "Why is she...doing this?"

"I don't know what she's going to gain from it, but..." He began, lighting a cigarette and taking a long inhale, "This is the first time she has actually shown some goddamn emotion and that has to be an achievement in itself..." His ochre eyes slid over to me, "Right?"

"I...I guess." I muttered, shrugging off his hand.

He gave me a light tap on the back, "Suppose you had better get going, don't want to keep that cutie that's looking after you waiting." He chuckled, with a wide smirk on his face.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I gritted through my teeth, at the stinging sensation on my back. I felt the heat rush to my face, "I don't...Like Agent Weaver like that..."

"Oh, yeah...It's Naomi you like, stupid me." Dr. Cunningham laughed loudly, more heat rushed to my face. I tried to say something, but he just laughed louder, "Heh...I'm...hehe...I'm just kidding, kiddo."

"I'm over 21!"

"Oh good, Naomi isn't a paedophile then. I was worried there that she was sleeping with a child." Dr. Cunningham teased, making me blush harder and rip the cheeky bastard's throat out.

"You bastard." I muttered, pinching the bridge of my nose, "You know what I meant..."

Time Skip: 5 hours later

"I guess this is it, until tomorrow Navel." Mizore beamed, dumping a large bag on the floor and entered the pin to open the door to my cell.

The metallic door made an agonising screeching noise, like someone's scream filled with terror and fright, as it slowly dragged itself open. Mizore shivered and rubbed her arms to try to warm them up.

"Damn...That is cold, good thing I got this." She silently cursed, reaching for the bag and holding it out for me to take, "This should make it a little bearable in there."

I took the bag from her and felt that the contents was squishy and light, "Uh...Th-Thanks."

"Oh! Don't thank me! That diagnostician gave to me; he said it was from a Mrs. Something or other ...I didn't know you where married, Navel."

"Trust him to pull a stunt like that..." I mentally sighed to myself.

"I'm not; Dr. Cunningham likes to pull pranks on people. It was probably from Dr. Kimishima...The partner I used to work for."

She gasped and stiffened up, "You mean the Corpse Whisperer? You weren't...scared of her? I've heard a lot about her from the other staff-"

"I admit...There were times where I was a little scared of her, but that was at my own expense." I laughed softly, "But she was a very kind and generous person to work with."

"Look at you...Saying such things to an FBI Agent, *bitter laughter* Nozomi wouldn't have liked that...Not one bit..." An old voice entered my mind. It chilled me to the core.

"Navel...Something wrong?" Mizore asked, raising a blue eyebrow.

"N-Nothing...Tell Dr. Kimishima I said thanks...Uh, good night Agent Weaver."

"Tch, its Mizore!" She whined, which broke off into chuckles, "Night!"

Voila! Did everyone like the diagnosis? Was everyone IC? Or horrifically OOC?

Does anyone have any ideas on who will be in the courtroom?

Any improvements I could make?

Please let me know :D

Edit: Okay, hopefully Little Guy is a little more back into character and the chapter doesn't flow too quickly.

Thanks goes to; Twistedjabberjays, Kadabrafreak890 and LUUErocks for helping me with this chapter when it was posted up the first time round, hopefully I did it better this time round!

Sorry it took so long to edit!