Jo's Mother's POV

Jo went to work every day of the week and had weekends off. She seemed happy to be back in the city for the first while. She had the occasional nightmare, and I figured they were about Kyle. But what else would one expect after such a traumatic experience? Jo hadn't known how long she would stay in the city. She stayed through the end of summer, into autumn, though winter, then spring, and all through the next summer and autumn. Jo tried to seem happy, but I noticed that something wasn't right.

Her nightmares became more and more frequent. By spring, she was waking up screaming or crying every night. The nightmares were having a huge negative impact on her. She couldn't get back to sleep after a nightmare, and by the end of summer, she was afraid to fall asleep. She stopped eating for a while. When I finally convinced her to start eating again, she didn't eat properly. Jo was falling very ill. I wanted to help my daughter. But there was nothing that I or the doctors could do for her.

Jo's POV

It was a cool morning at the end of autumn. I wasn't feeling too well (I hadn't been since I had stopped eating and sleeping properly) but I got up and prepared myself to go to work anyway. I got to work and sat down at my desk like I had every day for the past year. Isabella walked up to my desk. "Jo, you don't look very well. No… you don't look well at all. You haven't in a while," she said, clearly extremely concerned. I looked up and smiled.

"Don't worry about it, Isabella," I said. My voice was raspy, for I had had a bad cough for a while. "I'm fine."

"Jo, don't overwork yourself, please. I'm not the only one who's noticed you look ill. Everyone in the office is. They all think you should take some time off to get better."

"Isabella, I'm not going to get better just by taking time off. This is about me not eating or sleeping properly because of nightmares I've been having. It's as simple as that."

"So don't come to work until you can eat and sleep properly again. It's not healthy, Jo, and you should take care of yourself." I was going to respond, but couldn't. I was suddenly extremely dizzy. I fought to keep the room in focus, but couldn't. Suddenly everything went black.

Isabella's POV

"So don't come to work until you can eat and sleep properly again. It's not healthy, Jo, and you should take care of yourself," I said. Jo looked like she was going to respond, but then she passed out. "Jo? Jo?" I rushed around the desk and felt Jo's pulse. She wasn't dead, thankfully, but something was seriously wrong. "Help! I think she needs an ambulance!" My supervisor rushed out of his office and saw me sitting beside and unconscious Jo. "Call an ambulance!" My supervisor nodded and rushed back into his office. He reappeared moments later, then walked up to the desk.

"The ambulance is on its way," he said calmly. "What happened here?"

"I don't know. We were talking and she just passed out without warning. I knew she was ill, I just knew it."

Jo's POV

I don't know how long I was blacked out for, but when I woke up, I found myself in a hospital bed. The room I was in was empty except for the bed I was in, a few chairs, and an empty bed. "Hello?" I called. "Is someone there?" Isabella looked into the room and saw me awake.

"Jo. Thank heavens you're alright," she exclaimed. She walked up to and sat down beside the bed I was lying on. "You've been out for almost 48 hours."

"That long?" Isabella just nodded. "What happened?"

"I don't know. I was telling you how sick you looked, then you just kind of blacked out without any warning. We called an ambulance and you were rushed over here. The doctors say it was probably the lack of sleep and nutrients that caused you to pass out like that. Jo, you really need to eat and sleep properly again."

"I can't, Isabella. To tell you the truth, I'm afraid to fall asleep."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid that I'll have to face Kyle again… that I'll have to see him kill someone, or attack me again… I couldn't face him anymore, so I stopped sleeping properly."

"Jo, you can't let this guy, Kyle, take over your life. You have to control the nightmares."

"Easier said then done."

"Yeah, I know. But as soon as you can control them, you won't have to be afraid of sleeping anymore and then you'll be able to get back to normal."

"It'll take a lot more than just that, and a ton of time, for me to get back to normal. Thank you, though, Isabella." Isabella smiled sweetly. My mother then walked into the room. "Could you give us a minute, Isabella?" Isabella nodded then walked out. My mother took her place, sitting beside me.

"How are you doing, hon?" my mother asked.

"Okay. Mom, I think I need to move back to Forget-Me-Not Valley. I know that I moved to the city to get away from memories, but I think that it might be what I need to stop the nightmares."

"I understand, love. As soon as you're out of here, I'll drive you back to your home." I smiled. My mother was so understanding. I loved her so much.

Jo's Mother's POV

While I was saddened at hearing the news that my daughter would be moving back to Forget-Me-Not Valley, I was glad to hear she had figured out what might help her get well. I wanted her to be happy. And if that meant letting her go, then I would do just that. I was worried about my baby; what mother wouldn't be? But she was old enough to make her own decisions. And if moving back was the key to help her get well again, then I needed to let her move back.

Jo didn't get out of the hospital until nearly mid-winter. She was going to leave about 3 days after she had woken up, but we got into the hospital parking lot and she passed out again. This went on for a while. She was still sick when she finally left, but she was able to leave without passing out. We climbed into my car and started the long drive back to Forget-Me-Not Valley, back to Jo's home.