I thank you all for the reviews…again! Really, this is really an inspiration and I've got lost of ideas. So I thank for you your kind words. Anyways, I hope that you like this chapter. Please forgive me if it's a little off a first and some things are ripped.

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A Psychologist's Day and Life

Chapter Eleven: Two Birds With One Stone

Saturday. Worse than the start of WWI and of WWII altogether. Actually I found the weekends very relaxing. However 'relaxing' wasn't the feeling I had on this day. Rosette said that she wanted me to be at the entrance at 7:00 in the evening. I didn't know what she got planned however I knew that it wasn't good...For me, anyways. The weather was cold…really cold. I suppose that was the expected weather for December. It was almost Christmas time and the two of us (referring to my brother) were having a hard time, cooping with the fact that we weren't celebrating Christmas with our family.

It was in the morning, after breakfast and after the last patient for the morning left that we both talked.

"Business is slow," Amor started.

"I know. Why are we even working on this day?"

"Because there are a lot of people who signed up to be helped. However most of them have petty situations that can be easily be solved."

"I guess…"

Just then, Azmaria came in. "Hey Bert, Amor? Would you like to come with us to the city?"

"Why?" Amor asked boringly.

"Because we're going to help raise money for the poor."

"How?"

"By donations, of course. See, I've already got your donation boxes." She held out two white boxes with green crosses. "So, will you come?"

We both looked at each other, then at the boxes. Amor then said, "Sure, it's been pretty slow today."

We then went to the entrance where Chrono and Rosette were waiting. "What took you? Chrono asked.

Amor replied, "You know you said that so many times that it lost all meaning."

"Someone's grouchy today," Rosette smiled. Then she took a look at me and said nothing more. We then drove over to the city where we were positioned smack dabbed in New York's business district. Azmaria was daydreaming.

"What is she doing?" Amor inquired.

"She's reminiscing about her foster family. How they treated her at Christmas."

"Oh yeah," Amor realized, "then she's going to remember that demon who captured her for Ricardo. Then Rosette's going to call her name!"

"Azmaria? Azmaria?" Rosette called.

"COOL!" we said simultaneously.

"What's up?" Chrono asked.

"Nothing," we said again simultaneously.

"Azmaria!" Rosette said again. She then awoke from her daydream.

"Huh? What?"

"Standing around isn't going to rake in those donators!" she said cheerfully.

Amor commented, "Here we go, psycho mode."

"You think?" Chrono asked.

Rosette turned around, "nonsense! You'll see!" She then said in a booming voice, "Step right up! Help the less fortunate find Christmas! Give to the poor!"

"I don't know you," Amor said, covering his face. The rest of us laughed. Amor then asked, "Where's my disgrace blanket?"

"What a 'disgrace blanket?'" Azmaria asked.

"Well," I explained to them. "We have a game. If one of us have done something stupid, then we put on any blanket and then go under it, shunning the person in question."

"That's a simple game," Chrono chirped.

"I'm still looking for my blanket," Amor said.

Rosette continued after getting a few coins. "That's right folks, you'll be helping a lot of people this Christmas!" She then went to a lady who was carrying big boxes. Rosette then looked shocked as the person who was carrying the boxes was Satella.

"Well, look who's here," Satella said. The rest of us went over to her. "Hello darlings. Loudmouth."

"What did you call me?" Rosette asked, obviously offended.

"I suppose that you want me to make a donation?" she then handed over twenty fat bills in her box and Rosette looked up at her shocked.

"Merry Christmas!" Satella said happily.

Azmaria looked at the boxes, "Wow, you've got a lot of presents!"

Just then, the butler came up, "yes, these are for Miss Satella's business partners." While the butler and the rest of the group were talking, I was thinking.

"What if we can't come back. Remington better have that problem taken care of otherwise there's going to be one dead priest. But seriously, what will we do in the meanwhile…"

"Hey…"

"What…We can't go back without changing the future of a girl that we know is doomed."

"Hey!" I turned to see Amor looking at me. "You're thinking. That's never good."

"You think?" I said to him. Then I smiled, "I always think."

Chrono then came to us, "We're leaving, are you ready?"

I said to him, "Yep, let's go." We drove back to the Order and as we traveled, me and Amor looked at how much we made.

"$38 bucks," Amor said sadly. "Only $38 bucks."

"I made $40," I said gladly.

"What! How did you make more than me?"

Rosette turned to him, "You're overreacting. Bert made $2 bucks more than you."

"But it's all about principal!"

Rosette sighed and I looked at the window. New York couldn't be more beautiful than this…

We did our own thing until 6:55. I dressed myself in a richly attire that Remington graciously lent to me. (However some modifications were made, I asked one of the three Sisters to help me with that.) A car was already outside and Rosette was waiting for me.

"Where are we going?" I asked her.

"You'll see," she said in a sly voice. I didn't know where this was going. She the drove back to the city and into what seemed like a restaurant. We went in, took our seats, ordered our food and then began…to talk.

"Well…" I asked her. "How are you enjoying yourself?"

" Huh? Oh?" she was obviously distracted and I knew why. I took a sip of water, "you know you made the right choice of staying here until Christmas."

She then looked at me, "How did you know? You weren't even there."

"News travels fast, remember?" Our food came and we began to eat. To lighten up the mood, I began to tell her the plotline of the movie, 'Dogma' (Don't own this).

"I've heard of a story," I began. "It's about two angels named Bartleby and Loki, the angel of death and vengeance. In the old testament, Loki is seen slaying those who oppose god and such. So once Loki was done with the firstborn in Egypt, Loki takes his friend Bartleby out for a post-slaughter drink. And over many rounds, they get into this discussion about whether or not murder in the name of God is okay. Now, Bartleby, denounced to Loki, can run circles around him intellectually, not to mention that Loki's already half in the bag. And in the end, Bartleby convinces Loki to quit his position and take a lesser one that doesn't involve slaughter. So - very inebriated - Loki tells God he quits, throws down his fiery sword, and gives Him the finger."

Rosette looked at me, "What's 'the finger?'"

I thought for a moment, "She doesn't know modern times, I forgot. An insult that they did sometime back. I only heard this story from someone so I don't really know the specifics."

"Oh."

"Loki's actions ruins it for the rest of the angels because from that day forward, God decreed that all angels could no longer imbibe alcohol. Hence all the spitting that they do if they drink alcohol in their human form."

"Were they sent to Hell?"

"Worse. Wisconsin. For the entire span of human history."

"What's so bad about Wisconsin?"

"I don't know. That's how the story is told.. Anyways," Our desert came and then I told her about the whole story. It seemed that Rosette was interested on the plotline and when I finished, she couldn't stop laughing.

"That was so funny!" she wiped away a tear, "That story was…" she was laughing hysterically at this point.

"Yeah…so, what did you think?"

"Although I didn't hear something like that before, it's was really good!"

"So," I said, finishing my plate, "even though you're a Christian and I told you about this story, you're not disturbed?"

"If someone who was serious about the faith like Sister Kate or Father Remington then they wouldn't take something like this as funny."

"The story did have a lot of controversial issues…I think it would be best if you didn't tell the higher ups about this."

"Why not?"

"Religious faith," I replied. "You may be laid back about this however I'm guessing that the higher ups are really strict about it. The story posses as both entrainment and controversial mockery."

"I understand," she said. I reached for my pocket for a napkin when I felt something else. I pulled it out and took out $80 bucks and a note. The note read:

You owe me one.

-Remington

"I don't owe him nothing," I thought to myself. Rosette was going into her purse when I slapped the $80 bucks on the table. Our waiter then took the money.

"Keep the change," I said to him. He then left us and Rosette looked at me.

"I didn't know you had money. Where did you get it?"

"Trust me," I said to her, "I didn't steal it from the donations." She gave a nod and we started to leave. We walked over to the car and we talked some more.

"Why did you tell me that story?" Rosette asked me.

I looked at her, "You were tense. Laughing is a great way to relieve that tension. I know that a lot of stuff is happening to you. Having something like this is a good thing once and a while. Do you follow?"

She nodded again and we drove back to the Order. While we drove, we were thinking deep thoughts about certain things. (Trust me, the things I was thinking wasn't about her!)

She parked the car and we went to the entrance and right inside. I then escorted her to her room as it was the gentlemanly thing to do.

"Thank for your company," she said to me. "I hope you enjoyed it too."

"I did, thank you," I said to her. Nothing more was said. No kiss, no hugs, nothing that you would expect after a date. I went to my room where Amor was waiting for me.

"Why are you still up?" I asked him.

"How did it go?" Amor asked me. I undressed myself and then changed into my sleep attire. "It was good, for a meeting."

"Oh, so that's all that happened?" Amor sounded unconvinced. I turned off the lights, saying, "Shut up and get to sleep."

We didn't talk about the dinner although Remington and Amor wanted to know what was happening. I believe it was Christmas Eve when Azmaria, Chrono and Rosette went out to deliver Christmas presents to the children. Everyone was preparing the chapel for 'Azmaria's surprise Christmas party'. We were busy also.

"Parties are big," Amor recalled.

"You know it," I agreed with him. We worked hard and so did everyone. In the end it was well worth it. Azmaria cried about it and we felt a sort of accomplishment towards this. Azmaria screamed when she opened a present from Satella. I swear that woman is a sick, twisted…well never mind. Rosette and Chrono briefly went out the balcony and when they came back, they joined the party. Clean-up was murder as the both of us volunteered to clean up.

"Why do we have to do this?" Amor asked me.

"Because Sister Kate promised us that we could have more free time if we did this," I replied. Just then, Rosette appeared at the scene with a broom and dustpan.

"What are you doing still up?" I asked her when she started to clean up. I looked at the clock and it was already 11:00 at night.

"I thought that you two needed help," she replied.

"Great," Amor said sarcastically, "the three of us can clean up the whole world while we're at it."

"Shut up," Rosette said blushingly. Then she became immediately quiet. "We're leaving in the morning , you know."

"I know," I said to her. "What kind of transportation are you taking."

"A train." Amor and myself looked at each other with concern. She then noticed this, "is there something wrong?" she asked me.

We both knew that Rizal was waiting for her on that train. "Rosette, the enemy might be waiting for you on that train," Amor said to her.

Her concern showed then, "you guys were right about the train station. What should I do then? Train is the only way to get there and if we go by car then it will take twice as long."

"You're right," I pointed out. The danger of Rizal is present and Rosette didn't have much time traveling. So… "We'll take the train."

"But the enemy," she complained.

"Don't worry about it. Chrono, myself and Amor will be there. You and Azmaria just find somewhere to go if there is danger present. The most important thing to do is not get separated.

She nodded and after about twenty minutes, we were done. We escorted her near her room. "I'll talk to the others about it. We'll be leaving at 8:00 in the morning. Thanks again." She then walked over to her room but she turned around. "I'm glad that you two are coming."

As she closed the door, we didn't say anything. However when we entered our room, Amor commented.

"That's freaky!" Amor said to me.

"What is?" I asked.

"Well, the fact that she trusts us now after knowing her for a couple of weeks."

"She's a good person," I pointed out, "too good. Perhaps to a fault."

We packed everything the night before so we just went to sleep. However I had one last thought before I went to sleep.

I closed my eyes, ""A battle is coming. One that will determine the fate of the world as well as the fate of Rosette. And we're usually not the fight type. So many questions but so little time. This is going to be an adventure…a great adventure… Whoopee do...Whoopee friggin' do."

So I have doubts about this mission, so what? I hope that you enjoyed this. Anyways, sorry for the body of the chapter as it is my attempt to write about a date. Anyways, please R&R and remember no flames.