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Ch. 13 Pieces

"Jason." she repeated after the brunette.

"Yeah." she answered looking at her the smallest bit surprised.

The visitor took a step back when Courtney hopped up from sitting and began to speedily pace, a million things going through her head. The woman said 'Jason. It was a name. An important name. She felt a familiarity at hearing it. So, she tried to unscramble the mess that was her mind, attempting to match a face to the name.

Robin watched her walk back and forth, repeating his name and she couldn't help but wonder what was going on in the woman's mind. She didn't bother to interrupt whatever thought process she was witnessing. She just watched, unsure exactly what she should do, she thought about getting out of there as fast as possible. But she couldn't help but notice that as the other woman wrung her hands, she continuously ran her fingers over one of the others. It looked like she was trying to twist a ring around the bare finger. She was contemplating leaving when she was ripped from her thoughts.

"Jason!" basically shouting in triumph causing Robin to jump.

"Ok."

"I...I know him. I know Jason." she said before continuing with her recollection. Her eyes cast downward and she looked at her left hand. "He gave it to me. He put it here."

"I'm going to go, now. So goodbye and everything." she said nervously and began moving towards the door. But she didn't get far.

"He loved me, and he said..." she trailed off. She could not remember his words, or his voice. But she saw his face. Clear as day she saw his face. "You can help me. Hel-help me remember. Help me get to Jason."

"God." Robin groaned in frustration at the request, this wasn't what she wanted to happen. She wanted to come, and see that she didn't need to worry. That there was nothing left to have to worry about. "I'm going to end up in this place soon. I can't believe any of this, I don't understand."

She ran her hand through her hair and let out a sigh. Everything was so wrong. Jason should be with her and they should be happy. But they weren't and he wasn't. Because of the person who stood in front of her asking for her help.

"I don't understand." she said again, anger returning. "He thinks you left. It's been over a month. I've done everything to get closer to him. Everything! But even after it all. After I've been the one he sees everyday. I've been the one who waits for him to come home each night. After everything, you were still the one on his mind. He even said your name when we kissed!" she ranted.

"Kissed?" Robin looked at her, seeing the pained expression on the blonde's face.

"Yes kissed." she said again, antagonizing her. "It was good, too. I've never been kissed like that. I could get used to it though. Does it bother you? That we have a history? That I got to taste him before you? I will again, you know. As loyal as Jason is, he is still a man. He can't hold back forever, and soon he'll lose control and we'll go to the bed you shared."

"No. He-He loves me." she said defensively.

"Maybe, for now. But it won't be long until-"

She didn't get the chance to finish. Before she knew what was happening she was on the ground, and she felt hands wrapped, viciously around her throat. She tried pull them off, but the grip wouldn't loosen. Looking up at in her attackers eyes, she saw nothing anger and rage. Her air was becoming scarce and she truly thought that it was the end. She was going to be killed in that place.

She heard a voice shout and then footsteps coming into the room. A few seconds later the air was back and she was gasping for it. She felt someone pull her out of the room and Robin looked at the man in front of her.

"Are you ok?"

"Fine." she managed to choke out.

"I told you not to go in alone. What happened?"

"I was just talking and she freaked out."

"It doesn't matter. Now I have to deal with this and take care of the dozens of other who are supposed to be here." the doctor said bitterly.

He rubbed his temples casting a quick look into the room at the struggle between the woman and the orderlies. Sighing he took his eyes off the scene and faced Robin.

"I suggest you not come back here. You know the way out."

He gave her one last look before heading into the room she'd just come from. Now that she had vented her anger and not to mention almost been killed, she realized that maybe she had gone to far.

Robin sat in the parking lot and wondered if there was any possible way out of this mess without ending up casualty. A sickening thought rose in her, and it was impossible to describe. The only word she could come up with was 'sold.' Somewhere along the twisted rode she was now driving, she'd sold her soul. For a chance with her ex, she agreed to help an evil man and sold her soul over to devil himself.