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A/N:  I don't know how many people here are Pirates of the Caribbean fans, but I have a challenge fic that needs more entries. (Sorry about the shameless plug, but I'm desperate.)

Chapter Six: Jenny Bunny and Freaky Dreams

Back at Zizi's house, Zizi convinced Jennifer to go to a movie with her.  They saw Josie and the Pussycats II.  At home, they had Zizi's special tuna casserole for dinner.

How was it?" asked Zizi, referring to her visit with Mort.

"Same as always Zizi," said Jennifer.

"I like the first Secret Window better.  The new one is just plain creepy," said Zizi, out of nowhere.

Used to her friend's random remarks, Jennifer replied, "I don' know.  I've never read either.  I don't really read many books."

"I know.  I have all of Mr. Rainey's books.  I love to read almost anything," said Zizi.

Jennifer nodded.  It was true.  She didn't know anyone who read half as much as Elizabeth Melora Mc Cain did.

"Hey, Jenny Bunny," said Mort, seeing Jennifer a few days later.

"Hi, Dad.  I wish they allowed visitors on Saturdays.  I missed not seeing you," said Jennifer.

Jennifer and Mort were once again strolling around the garden.

"They let Lester and Spike go yesterday.  Spike's back to normal," said Mort.

 "Really?  That's good," commented Jennifer.

Mort nodded.

"I haven't had anyone call me Jenny Bunny since before I went on hiatus," said Jennifer, after a long silence.

"Hiatus.  That's a good word for it.  Do you still have your 'Jenny Bunny'?" asked Mort.

'Jenny Bunny' was not only Jennifer's nickname by her parents; it was also the name of a stuffed rabbit she'd had since she was little.  She'd named it that after hearing her parents call it 'Jenny's bunny.'

"Yeah, I never sleep without her," said Jennifer.

Inside the asylum, on the way to Mort's room, they passed the recreation room.

"Hi, Mimi," Mort said to a 50 something year old woman.

"Mimi's gone, I'm Sissy," the woman said in a childish voice.

"Dissociative Identity Disorder.  She has six personalities," Mort whispered, "been here five years tomorrow."

  Jennifer raised her eyebrow.

"Where's Mary?" he asked.

Mary had been admitted last week.  She thought she was Keira Knightley.

 "Mary left this morning, didn't you know that?" asked Mimi, aka Sheila.

"Oh.  Goodbye, Sheila."

"Who's Mary?" asked Jennifer, when they were back in Mort's room.

"She was admitted last week for thinking she was Keira Knightley," answered Mort, looking at his feet.

"That was quick," commented Jennifer.

Mort nodded.

Miss Mitchell was in here for a week and she's out.  How long have you been here?  Oh, that's right, three weeks, and you're still not closer to getting released.

Go away, Shooter.  You're not helping.

I know.

The next day, Jennifer had brought a pink cloth rabbit with her on her visit.

"I want you to hold onto 'Jenny Bunny' for me until you're released," she said, handing the rabbit to her father.

"Thank you," said Mort, holding the rabbit in his hands.

Jennifer sat on the bed next to Mort.  "Have you written any more for your story?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm on chapter three," said Mort, "The Garden Lane Mystery."

"Cool," said Jennifer.

After Jennifer left, Mort sat on his bed, holding 'Jenny Bunny'.

I didn't know you play with stuffed animals, Mr. Rainey.  Maybe you really do belong locked in here.  Pink is definitely 'you' as they say.

Go away.  I don't play with stuffed animals.  Jenny gave it to me to hold on to, thought Mort.

Yeah, that's what they all say.  I'm glad Miss Rainey moved out of that hotel.  They're just big death traps is what they are.

I bet you are, Mort sarcastically thought.

If you don't believe me, that's your business, Mr. Rainey.

At Zizi's house, Jennifer thought about the release of Mary and how she had been there for only a week.

Dad must've been pretty bummed that Mary was released before him, since he's been there longer, she thought.  The thing between him and Shooter kind of reminds me of Fight Club with Brad Pitt.  He's kind of cute, I guess.

Jennifer had a dream that night of Shooter taking over her dad and trying to stab her with a knife.  She tripped and fell, then was stabbed through the heart.  Then, she was standing in front of her father, and he was lying where she had been, with the knife through his heart.

When Jennifer awoke, she looked around 'Jenny Bunny', and remembered she had given it to Mort.  Jennifer shrugged and went back to sleep.

A/N: So, how was it?  Good, bad, somewhere in between?  Next chapter, Family Day!  Review, please!