AN: Okay guys here's the next part. If you have any questions about the
Richie situation I suggest you read "Will to Live" By SouthernChickie.
It's a really great story and she's my inspiration.
~~ Dri awoke with a start. Her heart was pounding; her breath came in ragged gasps. Sweat permeated her skin so badly that her shirt clung to her. Her red hair was tangled and partially matted to her face.
"It's all right," a voice said that she knew, but couldn't place. "You're safe."
Dri looked over and saw a man, about Duncan's age sitting in the chair next to her bed. He had short reddish brown hair and brown eyes. She panicked when she didn't recognize him.
"Who are you?" She asked.
He chuckled a bit. "I should have realized you wouldn't know who I was. After all you've only seen me with the lights out. My name is Sean Burns."
Dri struggled to remember. She was a bit groggy from the drugs and everything was sort of fuzzy. She started to sit up and Sean helped her.
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"What happened?" She asked.
Sean tilted his head. "You don't remember?"
"Everything's disoriented right now." She said putting a hand to her head. "I feel like I've been drugged."
"That's because you were," He answered nonchalantly.
Dri looked at him and then she started to remember. Sean was Duncan's friend. He was a shrink. They had set her up and drugged her.
"Where are Mac and Richie?" She asked trying to control her anger.
"They're in the living room. We've been taking shifts watching over you."
Dri threw back the covers and got out of bed. As she stood a dizzy spell over came her. Seeing her sway Sean got up to steady her. She pulled away from him and fell back on the bed.
"Don't touch me!" She seethed.
"I only want to help." He told her.
"I'm so sure." Dri replied getting up again. When she didn't get dizzy she stormed out into the living room.
Richie and Mac were watching TV and jumped up when the door slammed open.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" She yelled. "You had not right to do what you did, either of you!"
"Dri we." Richie began.
"NO, I don't want to hear it. I don't care what either of you have to say. You set me up."
Mac stood there calmly with his arms crossed over his chest.
"They only want to help you," Sean said coming up behind her.
"I don't need help!"
"Dri you're not eating, you've been having nightmares and you won't tell us what's wrong." Duncan told her. "We didn't know what else to do."
"You could have just left me alone!" She yelled. "I'm fine dammit!"
"You're not fine!" Richie yelled. "And I for one can not stand to see you like this! I can't stand to see the pain in your eyes! I can't stand to see you go through what I've been through!"
Dri opened her mouth to argue, but stopped. What he said caught her off guard. "What are you talking about?"
Richie looked over at Mac with desperation on his face. He hadn't meant to tell her that. He wasn't ready for Dri to know that much about his past.
"Richie what do you mean what you went through?" Dri tried again.
Mac, understanding walked over and put a hand on Richie's shoulder. He knew how hard was for Richie to talk about this. It wasn't exactly his favorite topic.
"It's all right tough guy. I'll tell her."
Richie shook his head, finally coming out of the shock of what he had just said. "No, it's all right. I can tell her."
"Someone had better tell me something," Dri snapped.
"Dri, when Tessa died..I blamed myself. I thought I should have been the one to die. I survived the attack. I didn't know I was immortal and I tried to commit suicide. I even stopped eating. It was hard to overcome that. I kept so much inside for so long that I almost self destructed. I don't want to see you do that." He said it all quickly.
Richie, who had been looking down during the explanation, now looked up at Dri. She stood there with no emotion on her face. She just stared at him, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Say something," He said quietly.
The truth was Dri didn't know what to say. She had never known that about Richie. It was kind of scary to think that he had done that to himself.
"Look Richie I'm sorry you went through all that," she said earnestly. "But I'm not starving myself. I know I'm immortal so the only way to kill myself is to chop off my head. I think that would be a little difficult."
"You could find a way if you really wanted to," Duncan told her.
She glared at him. "I am fine! Why won't you believe me?"
"I'll make a deal with you," The Highlander said. "You have a couple of sessions with Sean and if he says that you're fine, then I won't bother you about it anymore."
"You can't just take my word for it?" She asked angrily. "You don't trust me anymore?"
Duncan sighed. "Dri it's not that I don't trust you. It's just that I want to make sure with out a shadow of a doubt that you are all right."
She raised an eyebrow. "You don't think that I know if I'm all right?"
"Think of me as a worried father who wants to make sure."
Dri's eyes narrowed. "You are not now, nor will you ever be my father."
"I know I'm not your father," Mac said gently. "But I am your friend and I am worried."
Dri looked from Mac, to Sean, and then to Richie. Her gaze settled on Richie. He looked so concerned.
"Fine," She finally conceded. "I'll talk to him."
"All right," Mac said. "But we go by what Sean says. If he says that you need to continue with him then you do it. Do we have a deal?"
Dri nodded. "Yeah, we have a deal."
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~~ Dri awoke with a start. Her heart was pounding; her breath came in ragged gasps. Sweat permeated her skin so badly that her shirt clung to her. Her red hair was tangled and partially matted to her face.
"It's all right," a voice said that she knew, but couldn't place. "You're safe."
Dri looked over and saw a man, about Duncan's age sitting in the chair next to her bed. He had short reddish brown hair and brown eyes. She panicked when she didn't recognize him.
"Who are you?" She asked.
He chuckled a bit. "I should have realized you wouldn't know who I was. After all you've only seen me with the lights out. My name is Sean Burns."
Dri struggled to remember. She was a bit groggy from the drugs and everything was sort of fuzzy. She started to sit up and Sean helped her.
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"What happened?" She asked.
Sean tilted his head. "You don't remember?"
"Everything's disoriented right now." She said putting a hand to her head. "I feel like I've been drugged."
"That's because you were," He answered nonchalantly.
Dri looked at him and then she started to remember. Sean was Duncan's friend. He was a shrink. They had set her up and drugged her.
"Where are Mac and Richie?" She asked trying to control her anger.
"They're in the living room. We've been taking shifts watching over you."
Dri threw back the covers and got out of bed. As she stood a dizzy spell over came her. Seeing her sway Sean got up to steady her. She pulled away from him and fell back on the bed.
"Don't touch me!" She seethed.
"I only want to help." He told her.
"I'm so sure." Dri replied getting up again. When she didn't get dizzy she stormed out into the living room.
Richie and Mac were watching TV and jumped up when the door slammed open.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" She yelled. "You had not right to do what you did, either of you!"
"Dri we." Richie began.
"NO, I don't want to hear it. I don't care what either of you have to say. You set me up."
Mac stood there calmly with his arms crossed over his chest.
"They only want to help you," Sean said coming up behind her.
"I don't need help!"
"Dri you're not eating, you've been having nightmares and you won't tell us what's wrong." Duncan told her. "We didn't know what else to do."
"You could have just left me alone!" She yelled. "I'm fine dammit!"
"You're not fine!" Richie yelled. "And I for one can not stand to see you like this! I can't stand to see the pain in your eyes! I can't stand to see you go through what I've been through!"
Dri opened her mouth to argue, but stopped. What he said caught her off guard. "What are you talking about?"
Richie looked over at Mac with desperation on his face. He hadn't meant to tell her that. He wasn't ready for Dri to know that much about his past.
"Richie what do you mean what you went through?" Dri tried again.
Mac, understanding walked over and put a hand on Richie's shoulder. He knew how hard was for Richie to talk about this. It wasn't exactly his favorite topic.
"It's all right tough guy. I'll tell her."
Richie shook his head, finally coming out of the shock of what he had just said. "No, it's all right. I can tell her."
"Someone had better tell me something," Dri snapped.
"Dri, when Tessa died..I blamed myself. I thought I should have been the one to die. I survived the attack. I didn't know I was immortal and I tried to commit suicide. I even stopped eating. It was hard to overcome that. I kept so much inside for so long that I almost self destructed. I don't want to see you do that." He said it all quickly.
Richie, who had been looking down during the explanation, now looked up at Dri. She stood there with no emotion on her face. She just stared at him, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Say something," He said quietly.
The truth was Dri didn't know what to say. She had never known that about Richie. It was kind of scary to think that he had done that to himself.
"Look Richie I'm sorry you went through all that," she said earnestly. "But I'm not starving myself. I know I'm immortal so the only way to kill myself is to chop off my head. I think that would be a little difficult."
"You could find a way if you really wanted to," Duncan told her.
She glared at him. "I am fine! Why won't you believe me?"
"I'll make a deal with you," The Highlander said. "You have a couple of sessions with Sean and if he says that you're fine, then I won't bother you about it anymore."
"You can't just take my word for it?" She asked angrily. "You don't trust me anymore?"
Duncan sighed. "Dri it's not that I don't trust you. It's just that I want to make sure with out a shadow of a doubt that you are all right."
She raised an eyebrow. "You don't think that I know if I'm all right?"
"Think of me as a worried father who wants to make sure."
Dri's eyes narrowed. "You are not now, nor will you ever be my father."
"I know I'm not your father," Mac said gently. "But I am your friend and I am worried."
Dri looked from Mac, to Sean, and then to Richie. Her gaze settled on Richie. He looked so concerned.
"Fine," She finally conceded. "I'll talk to him."
"All right," Mac said. "But we go by what Sean says. If he says that you need to continue with him then you do it. Do we have a deal?"
Dri nodded. "Yeah, we have a deal."
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