Author's Note: Wow… this is the second-to-last chapter of this story! So, the last part should be out this Friday or Saturday. Thanks for the reviews, and twenty points to PianZoe, who figured out where I am taking this story… And, on the off chance someone still reads these notes, I highly recommend you all go out and buy the new Fleetwood Mac album- it's fantastic! Okay, I'm done now.

Disclaimer- I don't own Hey Arnold. There's no point in trying to sue me anyway; all you'll get is an ancient computer, a massive collection of journals, and a bunch of Stevie Nicks and Fleetwood Mac albums. Yes, folks, those are my prized possessions.

Part 10: The Logic Behind It All

From the perspective of Dr. Bliss

I don't often see patients that decide that while crazy rituals are in, animal sacrifices are out. Or ones that makes shrines to their loves out of chewed bubblegum, and have to resource to punching out boys who always seem to sneak up behind them. But then, I don't see many patients with Helga Pataki's intelligence, compassion, or creativity. I think she's going to have an incredible future, and I hope I can say that I had some- however small- part of it.

Hearing her talk about her family always makes me furious- although I've spent years learning about how the mind works, about why people do the things they do, I can't imagine how any parent can forget their own daughter's name. How they can so blatantly favor one child over another, and never realize- or care- that they were. Helga told me about how angry her father had been when he found out that she was coming to me for sessions. I still cannot believe that he wasn't even slightly curious or concerned about why his daughter had been recommended to see me, that he was only concerned about how it would make his family look, about what it would (or wouldn't) cost him. Of course, I can't let Helga know just how angry I am about these things- I somehow don't think that a psychologist that is angrier about the situation than a patient would work out very well!

Arnold seems to be a pretty amazing boy, though. Perfect for Helga, although at this time in his life, the thought would probably scare him. Although I assure you Helga has told me everything about him-and then some- that I would possibly need to know, I spend a lot of time observing him, and him and Helga together, when I am at PS 118. The first thing I noticed was that Arnold saw right through Helga. The fact that there is more than a bully to Helga is as apparent to him as the fact that the sky is blue. Which is pretty impressive for a fourth grader, if I do say so myself. Sometimes, I even wonder if Arnold has a suspicion that Helga liked him from day one, but I'm not sure about that, and if he does, I'd imagine he'd put that thought as far back in his mind as possible. So many of Helga's classmates just assume that the way Helga acts on a daily basis is just the way she is, but not Arnold. He is also remarkably forgiving with Helga, although that could mean nothing more than that's just the type of person he is- understanding and forgiving.

Arnold is only human, (although Helga seems to think otherwise) and it is only natural that Helga's teasing bothers him. But despite how angry she can make him, the worst I have ever seen him do to her is glare and ask her to cut it out. Helga has told me about some incidences where he has gotten angrier- such as when they had to take care of an egg as a project for school or when they were on vacation at the same beach house, but other than those few times, Arnold is incredibly forgiving and understanding with Helga.

I think that is it quite possible, or even certain, that Helga and Arnold are meant for each other. But first, Helga needs to learn that she deserves to be loved and that there is more to Helga Pataki than the fact that she loves Arnold. I hope in the back of her mind, she already knows that.

There is something going on on the street below me… Helga is walking one direction, rain soaked and alone, and Arnold and their classmates are walking the other direction, towards her. I wonder what is going on?