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"Are you sure you wanna go?" questioned Cindy, looking across the table at Jimmy. They were seated in their normal booth at the Candy Bar. It was late Saturday morning, and the group had decided to hang out together. Libby and Sheen sat in a seperate booth, talking about what they were doing that night, while Carl sat at the counter, sampling Sam's ice cream.

That gave Jimmy and Cindy the opportunity to talk about what they were going to do that day.

"Vortex," started Jimmy, playfully, "Either I'm losing my touch, or I'd say you were a little scared."

"I'm not scared. I just don't know what I'm going to say." said Cindy, playing with her ice cream in her bowl. She shoveled up spoonfulls of ice cream, and then dropped them back into the bowl, waiting for Jimmy to reply.

"Look, Cindy, it's been over a month since it happened." said Jimmy, finally. He surveyed his companion carefully, studying her face for any sign of emotion.

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"How could you do this to me?" asked Gabby, pleading with Jimmy, as they led her into the hospital.

"It's for your own good." he replied, ignoring the pleads he heard from inside the building.

"I'm not crazy! I don't need to be put in a loony bin!" said Gabby, struggling with the large man who held onto her arm.

"It's not a loony bin, Gabby. It's in-patient therapy. It will help you with your anger issues, and help you find other ways to deal with them." said Jimmy.

"Yeah, instead of pulling a gun on someone," muttered Cindy, who was still upset at the turn of events. She was glad that Gabby would be getting help. She had heard great things about Tall Oaks, they were the best around. She just couldn't help but be angry with Gabby, and with good reason. After all, she had pulled a gun on her and Jimmy.

Gabby finally relented to the large man, and stared quietly for a second.

"Alright." she said. "I'll go. But, promise me that you'll come and visit." she said.

Jimmy found that an odd request coming from this girl. A day earlier she had wanted him dead.

The large man nodded, willing to give anyting to get her into the hospital.

"Of course." replied Jimmy.

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Cindy and Jimmy stood in front of the mental hospital. It was a squat building, completely composed of brick. The sign out front portayed the name of the place.

"Okay, so we go in, say hi, and then leave." said Cindy.

"No. We have to see how she's doing. I know that you may not like her, but she's not that bad." he said.

"Not that bad! Not that bad!" questioned Cindy, now in hysterics. "She pulled a gun on you. If it hadn't been for this necklace, then one of us would have been killed." continued, not pointing out that it would have most likely been her.

"Calm down, Cindy. " he said, putting a hand on her shoulder. Cindy allowed his hand to stay in it's place, but only for the simple reason that she wasn't paying much attention to what he was saying, but instead of what she was going to say when she saw Gabby.

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"Miss Bennet. . ." said the orderly, as she knocked on the door, "You have visitors."

Gabby watched as Cindy and Jimmy strolled into the room. She had never seen Cindy without her crutch, and had to admit that she was much more gracefull without it.

"Hey." she said.

Since Gabby was one of the high risk patients, she had to be monitored while having visitors. The large man from when she was put into the hospital sat in a chair beside the window, reading the newspaper.

"Hi, Gabby." said Jimmy

"I was wondering when you guys would come. It's been so long since i've seen someone from the outside world." she joked.

Jimmy and Cindy sat side by side in the visitors' chairs and waited for Gabby to speak again.

"So, what have you been up to?" she asked, wanting to start the conversation off normally.

"Nothing much." said Jimmy. " I've been working on a dematerializer."

"Oh, really?"

Jimmy nodded in reply.

"And what about you, Cindy?" asked Gabby, politely.

"Nothing." she said, cooly.

"Cindy. . . Jimmy. . . " started Gabby, looking up from the bed on which she sat.

She continued, "This past month, I've learned a few things. I finally realized that it wasn't your fault that my father was killed. I know that he brought it upon himself, no matter how much it hurts to realize it." she said.

Jimmy and Cindy exchanged glances. This wasn't what they had expected to hear.

"Also, I wanted to say that I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I know how stupid I've been. I can't believe what I did!" she said, her voice wavering, crackling, tears threatening to fall.

"Gabby, I know how hard it must have been to lose your dad. And, I just want to say that I forgive you." said Jimmy, nudging Cindy, wanting her to do the same.

"I. . . " started Cindy, but then she shook her head. "I'm sorry. I can't just forgive her for what she tried to do. She tried to kill you. You may be able to forget that easily, but I'm not going to."

Jimmy sighed, he wasn't that surprised at Cindy's reaction.

Gabby opened her mouth to speak, but was interupted by the sound of another knock on the door.

"You have another visitor, Gabby. " said the orderly, as she led a woman into the room.

The woman was beautiful. She had sandy brown hair, and green eyes. She wore a business suit, clearly a lawyer, or something of the type. That's exactly who Cindy thought she was, Gabby's lawyer.

A few seconds later, she realized her mistake.

The expression on Gabby's face was indescribable. It was a mixture of confusion, anger, and most of all want of an explanation.

"Hey, Gabby!" said the woman, as she rushed to her bedside, and gave her a huge hug.

"Hi, mom. . . " said Gabby, uncertainly, as she returned the hug.

Once again, Jimmy and Cindy exchanged confused glances.

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Okay, so the chapter wasn't as long as I'd hoped, but anyway, please review. I know it seemed that I kind of skipped ahead a little , but I had to. Oh and don't forget to write letters to save Jimmy. The address once again is

Nickelodeon

1515 Broadway

New York, NY 10036

WE HAVE TO SAVE JIMMY!

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