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Ch.5- Dr. Pewter

Gatomon was looking up at the night sky. I don't know why, but looking up at the stars always makes me feel peaceful. It's as if all my problems slipped away. She heard the balcony door open. She spun around, unsure of who it was. To her relief, it was Wizardmon. She turned back around, looked up at the sky, and sighed.

'What are you looking for?'

"Nothing. Just the stars." As if all my problems slipped away. The thought kept coming back to her, and Wizardmon heard it.

'What problems? Excluding the one about you being crazy?'

"Oh, Wizardmon! You saw the news! He's back…and I don't even know why. I mean, does he want to try another futile attempt of taking over both worlds? Is it revenge? Why?" She had tears rolling down her face by the time she finished.

Wizardmon sighed. 'Look, we may not be exactly sure why he's back, but whatever his reasons are, we know one thing: he won't go down without a fight. So, be careful, okay?'

Gatomon managed to put on a smile for Wizardmon. Deep down, she believed him. Wizardmon was right that Myotismon would not go down without a fight. So she managed to say to Wizardmon, "Okay, you're right. I'll be on my guard. Digmon's honor." She held up three fingers while she said it, like a Girl Scout.

'Come on Gatomon. It's 11 o'clock, and you have an appointment with that psychologist, remember?'

"How can I not?" she said with anger in her voice. How could my own friends betray me like this?

'Not all of them did.' She looked at him and smiled. 'Good night.'

"See ya in the morning."

The next day, in the waiting room

Joe was talking to the receptionist. Kari found a magazine, sat down, and read. Gatomon and Wizardmon were sitting down with not much to say. The receptionist pointed to Room D, saying that it was Dr. Pewter's room. Suddenly the door opened, and a woman with a Floramon walked out.

"Thanks." Floramon said.

"No problem, Floramon. Just remember to take your meds and you'll be feeling better in no time." Floramon left. "Now, Jeanne," the doctor said to her receptionist, "is my next appointment now?"

"Yes." The doctor went over to Gatomon.

"Hello, you must be Gatomon. I'm Doctor Pewter. Follow me"

"Am I allowed to have others in the room?" Gatomon asked.

The doctor replied, "It's your decision." Gatomon nodded to Wizardmon, telling him to come along, then they both followed Dr. Pewter into Room D.

Once inside, Gatomon and Wizardmon sat down on a forest green futon, while Dr. Pewter sat down in a white-cushioned wicker chair. She got out a notepad and scribbled down something that would seem illegible to others. Then, she put it down on a side table, clasped her hands, and smiled at Gatomon.

Gatomon studied her. She was tall and had brown eyes and long, brown hair. She was dressed in black slacks and had a white tank top under a see-through, long sleeved white blouse Gatomon was feeling pretty calm, but yet she was also very nervous because she was the one being studied; the crazy one. Gatomon pushed her fears aside and returned the smile.

"Now Gatomon, your partner says that you are here because you have schizophrenia and was concerned." Dr. Pewter explained.

"My partner, Kari, is untrustworthy and a liar." Gatomon replied coldly. Wizardmon elbowed her in the arm.

"Why would you say that?"

"She doesn't believe me. I'm not crazy or anything. I know she cares, but… she's wrong this time!"

"Have you been arguing?" Gatomon nodded her head solemnly. Dr. Pewter wrote that down onto her notebook. "How does it make you feel?"

"Uh…angry, sad…a bunch of different things."

"Do you feel betrayed because she's your partner and she's supposed to believe you?" Gatomon nodded. Wow…not bad for someone who doesn't know the first thing about me.

"The others on your team are concerned too, right?"

"I guess, I mean, I don't think everyone knows."

"Ok, let's move onto something else. We're gonna keep talking, but I want to know a little bit more about you."

"What are you saying?"

"What was your past like?" When she said this, Gatomon tensed her body. The mere thought of her past made her blood boil. She decided to stray her away from that. "Well, how were you-"

"I heard you. Can we talk about something else? Like inkblots or word association or anything but that?" Wizardmon sensed the urgency in her voice. They both hoped that Dr. Pewter would, in fact, go onto something else. To their dismay, she persisted.

Dr. Pewter said in Sigmund Freud's accent, "No, let's see what is lurking in your subconscious mind." Then, in her normal voice, she said, "Start from your earliest memory."

Gatomon knew that the more she tried to steer the doctor away from the subject, the more she would persist. She decided to only tell her the good things about her childhood, which weren't many.

"Okay, I was born on an island all alone. I was waiting for someone, but I didn't know who. So, I went to go look for whoever it was I was looking for, but I never found them." Dr. Pewter was writing down what Gatomon said, only shorter. "And then, I met my best friend, Wizardmon." She stole a glance at him. He was smiling.

"Kari mentioned something about him. Is he one of your hallucinations?"

"He isn't a hallucination, he's really here. You just can't see him."

"Why?"

"I don't know, you just can't. I don't have a specific reason why."

"Alright, you were saying…"

"Um…" Oh great, the bad parts of my past. What do I say? Okay, um, try to avoid…no that won't work.

'Say something, Gatomon. She's getting suspicious.'

"OK, um…now can we skip?" She knew that Dr. Pewter would say no, but she wanted to try.

"Sure, let's go on to word association." Dr. Pewter exclaimed. She caught Gatomon off-guard. She actually said yes?

'That's what I heard. You got lucky.'

"Okay, I'll say a word and you tell me the first word that pops into your head. Alright?" She nodded. "Ok, um…lamp."

"Light."

"Light." Dr. Pewter repeated.

"Darkness."

"Darkness…"

"Evil." How comes she repeats what I say?

"Evil…" Dr. Pewter said.

"Uh…can we stop now?" Gatomon replied hesitantly.

"Only if you tell me about your past." Gatomon sighed. In her mind, she was defeated. She couldn't decide whether to answer her word or tell about her past. Something buzzed and interrupted her thoughts. It was a timer.

"Okay, session's over. We'll pick up where we left off next week. See ya then!"

"Bye." She approached Kari, who looked worried. Kari sighed as Gatomon put on a smile for her. "Come on, Gatomon. Let's go home."

Kari's bedroom, midnight

Gatomon just said goodnight to Kari. She tucked herself into bed and turned out the light. She sighed. She lied awake in bed with thoughts of her encounter with Dr. Pewter this afternoon. She was happy that she got out of having to say something about her past. Relax. I have to keep a cool head and not think about my past. It will only bring me misery. Her eyelids got heavy. She closed her eyes and was at peace for a moment. Suddenly, she heard a voice.

Gatomon…

She brushed it off, thinking it was the wind.

Gatomon…

She bolted up in her bed.

"Who's there?" She heard nothing. "C'mon, I know you're here. Show yourself." Again, she heard nothing. "Show yourself, you coward!" What she saw made her want to scream, but she didn't. Instead, she growled and said, "So, you wanted to get your butt kicked for a 4th time?"

Don't get into my way or there's gonna be hell to pay.

The figure disappeared. She fell back onto the bed. She suddenly let the words sink in. She couldn't believe it.

Myotismon is gonna pay, not me.

Sorry this was so long. I didn't think it would be. Well, sorry for the swearing, too. There might be more, but it's not anything worse than that. Well, that's all for now. BL13 out!