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((Houston, we have a problem,)) I said.

((What an understatement,)) Rachel replied, looking into the hospital window with her sharp owl eyes.

((Who's going to tell the others?)) I asked. ((You or me?))

((I'll give you that privilege,)) Rachel said, snidely. ((It was your idea and I like my friendship with Cassie.))

((Gee, thanks,)) I said dryly. ((Well, it's late now. I don't think he's going to try anything so do you want to head back?))

((Yeah,)) she yawned and we took off into the night. ((It makes you think doesn't it?)) she said at last.

((What?)) I asked.

((That he's not invincible,)) she said. ((I mean I've always had this image of Jake being this tough, indestructible guy, mentally and physically. Guess I was wrong.))

((No,)) I said, thinking about it. ((It's just that he's been under a lot of stress and we don't make it better when we push it onto him.))

((True.))

((Depression?)) Tobias asked, in the rafters at Cassie's barn. ((As in 'I'm never going to be happy again in my life' depression?))

"No," I said sarcastically. "As in 'The food in this hospital is starting to make me throw up' depression."

"Lovely," Rachel said, giving me a look which would have only looked like a compliment in an episode of 'The Simpson's.'

"How do they know so soon?" Cassie asked, obviously worried out of her mind.

"Beats me," I said.

"This is obviously a disaster," Ax observed.

"Oh, no," I said, continuing my sarcasm streak. "This is perfect. Absolutely perfect. You see Ax, depression leads to suicide and we all know what suicide is. We're going to be so happy when Jake snuffs it."

"He's not going to kill himself," Cassie said. "It's just because of his dad."

"Actually, the doctor reckons it's been leading up to this moment," Rachel said. "Like he's been keeping it all inside and his dad dying was like the icing on the cake."

"Nicely said," I applauded.

"What is it today?" Rachel snapped. "Jerk day?"

"It's better than cow day," I snapped back.

"Alright, enough!" Cassie shouted, jumping from her hay bale. "Okay, obviously some of us still have issues over this," she glared at me and Rachel. "Let's just settle this now, before it gets out of hand."

"I have no issues," Rachel growled. "He's the one with the issues," she pointed at me.

"I have nothing to say," I said, lazing on my bale of hay.

((Well, if Jake has depression, I don't think we can do much about it,)) Tobias said. ((This is a mental thing, not a physical thing. He can't morph out of it.))

"We can go on more missions," Rachel suggested. "Make him feel alive."

"Except you said that he's been building this up," Cassie pointed out. "The war has got to be a part of this. It will only make him more depressed."

Author's Note Alright, the last couple of chapters, lets just say I don't know what I've been thinking and Soul Raider 116 I'm going to take up your offer and any time you think I should Americanise my writing please tell me! I'll try and improve my writing, I've been kind of sloppy the past couple of days! SORRY!