There goes my pain
There goes my chains
Did you see them falling
Because this feeling
That has no meaning
There goes the world
Off of my shoulders
There goes the world
Off of my back
There it goes

Jack smiled and gave a nod of his head to the man who had walked him to the door, pushing his spectacles back up before opening it and seeing his patient out. Jack closed the door behind himself once Dr. Heart had moved back into the room, another session complete.

Jack closed the door firmly before letting go of the silver handle and turning around to walk back to his room. He was pleasantly surprised when he saw Jane waiting for him.

"Hey," he smiled as they began to walk together.

"How did it go?" She left the question open so he could answer it any way he decided.

They had become even more close over the past week, and she was now aware of how she herself accommodated her behaviour to suit his habits. She wouldn't ask him a personal question directly as she knew he didn't like the pressure, instead she let him set the pace and complexity of a conversation.

Sometimes he would be quiet and barely answer her questions, but at other times, particularly after a session, he seemed to want to talk. She liked it when he did, not only did she like learning more about him, she felt valued when he wanted to talk to her. That was another reward of the job, she mused, being needed and feeling necessary. When it came to Jack she was needed, but so was he, she thought shyly, for he made her job worthwhile.

They made the short journey back to his room in no time at all and he asked her to stay, to talk if she could. Of course she could, it was what she did. They began with more 'open' conversation until Jane thought it safe to pursue anything else.

"So it went well?"

"Yeah," he grinned. "It went very well. I still don't understand how the process of telling a stranger my thoughts could help, but it does."

"Well I'm impressed Jack, after the first meeting I thought we'd have to transfer you! I'm glad Dr. Heart renewed himself and you were able to work together."

"I don't think it would matter who I saw," he said thoughtfully, "when I start talking its as though I can't stop. I don't know why. All this time I told myself I had to hold it all in, keep it to myself. Now its like I cant wait to get it all out and start over again."

"That what he's there for, its not healthy to hide it all away," she said softly.

"I know," he paused for a moment before chuckling to himself. "I remember you telling me that about a week ago and I was terrified. You said I would have to let it out, I didn't know if I could, I was sure I couldn't. I thought I was doomed. But then in my first session I couldn't stop, I just wanted to get it all out of my system, I didn't want to have to hold it inside any longer. I feel lighter."

Jane laughed with him, impressed that her words had stuck. "Well I'm glad you listened, and I'm glad it worked out for you, I myself wasn't sure you would talk."

"Really?" He asked, a serious expression on his face as he looked at her, "Did you really think I would be that stubborn?"

This time they started laughing together, before she gave him a playful slap on the back of the head. After a few moments of playful banter he quietened down again, she could see it coming, he was playing with his shirt sleeve again.

"Jane? Is it okay for me to be laughing and joking here?" His tone was suddenly sombre again, she knew he wasn't playing around any more.

The way his mood could change so quickly still impressed and worried her, it was as though his mind was constantly on alert, even when he was enjoying himself.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know. I mean… I came here to get off the drug. I am off the drug, and I know there's no chance of me getting back on it. But why is it that me and Dr. Heart aren't talking about this?"

"Well what are you guys talking about?"

"Stuff." He answered, evading the answer.

"Maybe stuff that could have helped make you take the drug in the first place?" She asked gently.

"Maybe."

"Well that's exactly why you're seeing him. Why go and be told something you already know, something you've already mastered? He isn't there just to tell you about heroin, he's there to talk to you about anything. Jack, you've only a few days left here anyway, one more session, two at the most before you leave. Of course you can still see Dr. Heart as a private patient, but that's not my point. You wouldn't be going home if this trip hadn't helped you. You wouldn't be laughing and joking if you weren't okay. But you are, don't you see that?"

He looked at her a moment before a small smile spread over his face. "I think I do. I just wanted to make sure other do too, that I really am back to normal."

"Trust me, Jack. Things are going to be fine when you get back out into the real world. But its perfectly okay to think about it, to worry-"

"I'm not worried about it!" He snapped, interrupting her.

"Okay, I just wanted to let you know. Its not uncommon," she trailed off as she saw his burrowed eyebrows relax, she was sure he was worried inside, but a man like Jack wouldn't admit it.

"Anyway, we're kicking you out in a few days so you had better start packing," she laughed, before tossing a pillow at him and leaving the room.

He watched as she left before using the pillow to lie down against as he thought about where he would be in a few days time. Would is all seem 'normal' to him, or would he feel like he was in a new place. He supposed realistically it would be a new place. No - that wasn't true - he would be a new person in an old place. He just hoped everybody would be ready for the changes.

(Yes I know I jumped ahead don't worry I've not had a breakdown or something!)

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