"How is Elodie doing?" Pete asked.
"She's been hurting herself," Mac answered. "I'm not sure if she does it in her sleep or if she does it while she's awake. She won't tell me." He paused a bit. "She sleep walks."
"That isn't good," Pete commented.
"Jack tried to wake her up and almost got his windpipe crushed. Now he'd terrified of her."
"Some would say he should be. Look at her parents, for gods sake!"
"Jack pointed out how horrible her parents are many times."
"In front of her."
Mac nodded. "And she didn't kill him. I think she decided she's done with that. There could be a problem with that though. Her mother and Murdoc probably have other plans."
Jack looked at the two teenage girls sitting in across the room from him. He wasn't sure he understood the relationship between them. Elodie's aunt had killed Arianell's mother, but Arianell was willing to be friends with her? He didn't get it. He shifted nervously. Even if Elodie didn't look at him, he still felt like she was watching and waiting for a moment to kill him.
He'd wanted to take Arianell flying but noooooooo... MacGyver had to be all MacGyvery about it.
A woman came into the room. "Elodie, you have to come in and talk to me," she said.
Elodie looked at her as if someone stood behind the woman. "I'd rather not," she answered.
"Is there someone behind me?" the woman asked.
Elodie shook her head. "No."
"Are you sure? You looked at me like there was."
The girl shook her head again. "There's no one."
"Are you going to come in and talk to me now?" the woman asked, deciding to press the original subject.
Elodie shook her head a third time, looking away this time.
"Do I need to talk to MacGyver or Mr. Thornton about this? You agreed to go through therapy."
"Not with you," Elodie told her.
"You mentioned my name specifically?"
"I requested no fakes," Elodie said. This time she looked at the woman again. "I saw it. Your tattoo. The one from the family. On your right wrist."
The woman tugged on the cuff of her right sleeve. Jack looked in time to see a little bit of a tattoo. "Many people have tattoos, Elodie," she said. "Not all of them are assassins."
MacGyver and Pete were coming out of Pete's office just then. Mac frowned. The therapist wasn't supposed to know about Elodie's family. Pete quietly retreated to his office to call security.