Okay, so I posted a fic of what happened when the rope broke... So here it is, Jess' meeting with Dr. Smith, also, there will be a story with Leslie's POV, I just need enough ambition to actually /write/ it...oh! In addition, I am writing a Fanfiction that coincides with this one from that is written from the Dark Masters POV, which you will understand at the end of this chapter. So hopefully you will see that floating around soon...I just may post it after this one, idk. Enough of the AN! ON WITH FIC!

Jess knocked on the door that was labeled, 'Dr. Jackie Smith' he tapped his foot impatiently as he waited for her to respond.

"Come in!" said a voice behind the door. Jess tuned the doorknob and entered.

The room was spacious. There was a wall dedicated to books about the mind and different things. There were various paintings hung around the room, mostly of landscapes and scenic things.

"Ah, Jess, please, take a seat." She instructed, indicating the plush couch in front of her desk as she pulled out a note pad and a pen.

Jess hesitantly made his way over to the couch and sat down, the couch sucking him into its cushions.

"So what brings you to therapy at this time?" she asked him.

Jess looked at her blankly as she jotted down some notes. She looked back up at him with an eyebrow raised, waiting for him to continue.

"Well, my family forced me to come here after several years of blaming myself for something that happened when I was 11." Jess answered after a while.

"And what was it that happened?" Dr. Smith asked him, her eyes searching him before jotting something down.

"I murdered my best friend." Jess said quietly, the memories of that day flashing in his mind. Why didn't he invite Leslie to the museum with Miss Edmunds? He knew she would have loved to go, why had he been so selfish? 'Oh yea, that's right' he reminded himself, 'you had puppy love for Miss Edmunds.'

"How exactly did you murder your best friend?" she asked him as she jotted down more notes.

Jess could not believe she was asking him those questions! Wasn't the therapist supposed to be briefed about what they were coming in for?

"I wasn't there for her." Jess stated simply, he stared at her with his arms crossed, waiting, daring her to ask another stupid question.

After a few minutes of silence she spoke, "I wouldn't consider that murder, Mr. Aarons." She said in a soft, motherly tone. "You had no control over what could have happened to your friend."

He pounded his fists on the table and stood up "YES I DID!" Jess shouted, back at her. She raised her eyebrows in surprise at being spoken to in that tone by Jess.

She continued to give Jess the same look as his chest rose and fell. He slowly took a seat on the couch when his breathing had evened out.

Dr. Smith just sat there, letting Jess regain his breath before she continued to question him. It was a good three minutes before Dr. Smith asked her next question. "And how exactly did you have control over the accidental death of your friend?" She asked him, taking notes as she scribbled along the yellow pages.

"Because I didn't invite her to the museum." Jess mumbled the images of the building flashing in his head and he could not help but feel sad as he watched his own past self, his happy carefree-self, having a wonderful time while his best friend was dying. It did not seem fair.

"So by inviting her to a museum you could have saved her life?" She asked jotting down more notes as Jess just nodded his head. "And how is that by inviting her to a museum you could have saved her life?" she asked.

"She wouldn't have gone into the woods to go to..." Jess said, drifting off, not wanting to complete the sentence. He was about to say Tersbithia, but that would not be a good idea. He watched as Smith looked at him pointedly.

"Go to where?" She asked him. Her eyes searching every inch of his face as she waited for his response.

"Somewhere only we know." Jess replied, as images of his and Leslie's adventures in Terabithia, fighting trolls, freeing the prisoners of the Dark Master, and watching over the people of their land. Then his mind flashed to that day. When Leslie died. The Dark Master was /there/. Jess was sure that he was there!

"And what was this place?" She asked him, studying every inch of his face, his emotions, intently.

"It's a secret." Jess stated. And it was. It was his and Leslie's secret place, where they could be themselves and do as they pleased. Where they were the ones to make the rules.

Dr. Smith sighed; she was not getting /anything/ out of this boy. She glanced at her clock to see that the one hour session was up she had another person coming in after Jess.

"That's all for today," she said, as she placed her notepad face down, and looked at Jess, "Your free to go"

Jess sighed, 'thank god that's over with.' he thought as he got up from the couch and exited the room.

His stomach rumbled and he headed towards the cafeteria. He stood in a line until he got his food and then went look for a place to sit.

"JESS!" Jess' head snapped in the direction of the voice.

He saw Tera sitting at a small table next to a big open window. The sun's rays had fallen at an angle that it glazed behind her back giving her an angel-like appearance.

Jess smiled as he walked over to her. Her side of the table was covered in papers and various other things such as colored pencils, paper and pens.

"Hey Tera." Jess said as he took a seat across from Tera. "What are you working on?" he asked her as he craned his neck to look at her drawing. He took a bit from his sandwich as he examined the artwork.

The drawing was that of the woods of Terabithia, but he could see in the shadows of the trees, a shadow much darker. It was the Dark Master. Well, it was his profile and he was looking at something but Jess could not see what it was because Tera's arm was covering it.

Tera grinned at Jess, "I don't really know myself," she said, "But it was one of the things that I remember." she said, moving her arm to put her long hair into an elegant ponytail.

When Tera's arm moved Jess shifted his gaze drifted over to wear the Dark Master was looking at and he nearly choked.

He was looking at Leslie swing across the rope over the high water. Jess searched frantically around Leslie in hopes of finding himself, but he did not. And this worried him as much as it scared him.

"Jess…Jess…Jess!" Tera said, snapping her fingers in front of his face.

Jess jumped five feet in the air, "Huh, what?" he asked looking at Tera, who had worry in her crystal eyes.

"You had this really weird look on your face and it was starting to worry me." she said quietly.

"Oh sorry," Jess said quietly, taking another bit out of his sandwich and swish of chocolate milk.

"It's okay." Tera said, grinning at Jess. "There was something I was going to ask you but I forgot..." she said, her eyes glazed over for a second."Oh well, it'll come back to me." she said laughing as she took a bite of her sandwich.

The two sat in comfortable silence, just enjoying the others presence. Jess did not pay any mind to the people who were giving them odd looks from around the cafeteria. Tera seemed either to not mind at all or was quite use to it.

"Hey!" she said, snapping her fingers, "I remember what I wanted to ask you!" she said, her face brightened with excitement. "I have an art class tomorrow. I remember you saying that you liked to draw, would you like to join me?" she asked him hopefully.

"Yea, sure." Jess sputtered.

"Cool!" she said excitingly, it's from two to three on Tuesdays and Thursdays." she said as she gathered up her papers and placed them in a folder. "I've gotta jet, I have a writing class to get too soon and I need to go get my stuff from my room." She explained. "Do you want to come with?" she asked him. Jess thought about it, maybe he could learn more about the things that went on inside her head...

"Sure." he replied, eating the last bit of his lunch. The two got up from their seats and exited the cafeteria heading toward the rooms.

When they got to Tera's room Jess stood awkwardly in the doorway as he watched Tera scurry around her room picking up various papers.

"Okay." She said, walking towards him, "Let's go." She said brightly as she pulled Jess along the halls towards a hallway that was in the main lobby.

They entered through a mahogany colored door. The room inside was filled with beautiful paintings, some he recognized, as those of Terabithia.

"Tera!" cried a middle-aged woman. She was wearing a flower petal smock. Her black hair was tied up in a bun and she had a dazzling shade of emerald orbs.

"Hello Violet." Tera said back.

Violet looked at Tera and noticed Jess next to her, "Who's your friend?" she asked her.

"This is Jess, I'm his buddy." Tera said, "Jess, this is the art and writing teacher, Violet Craftsman." Tera said, introducing the two.

Violet put her hand out and Jess took it cautiously. "Well, any friend of Tera's is a friend of mine..." she said, her voice trailing as she looked at Jess more closely, "You look oddly familiar..." she mused.

Tera spoke, "Yes, he looks like the boy I draw from my memories."

Violet snapped her fingers, "Thought I saw your face somewhere, but it's probably just a coincidence that you look like Tera's drawings." she said and Jess could not help but give off a chuckle. He looked around and saw a few other people arriving of various ages.

"Well, I believe we should begin." Violet said after a while. Tera grabbed Jess' hand.

"Come on." She said as she began leading him towards a table.

"Okay everyone." Violet began, "Today I want you to write about something that you miss. Please try to add as much detail as possible to paint a picture of what you're trying to get your reader to imagine." she said while passing out lined paper to the class. She walked to the frog of the room. "Begin." she stated and Jess and Tera began writing.

"Times up." Violet said thirty minutes later. Jess sat down his pencil and messaged the skin between his thumb and pointer finger. He had not furiously written this much since high school.

Violet came around and collected the papers. As she took Jess paper, she scanned the first few lines and looked back at Jess.

"This is really good, Jess." she praised him while she collected Tera's papers.

"Tera, wonderfully written as always." she smiled as she walked away.

"Where are we going?" Jess asked as Tera led him out of the class.

"To the courtyard. It's quite peaceful at this time and no one goes there in the late afternoon." she said as she tugged him along the hallway to a set of double glass doors.

Tera pushed open the doors to reveal a beautiful courtyard. There was a fountain in the middle and the sound of water falling into water could be heard. There were multiple fruit trees. Some trees contained beautifully autumn ripped apples. Juicy blackberries and blueberries hung from the small trees that lingered. The paved stone floor was a lit with a soft glow of the floodlights that were laid on the floor.

The couple walked over to one of the wooden benches and sat down as the sound of chirping crickets could be heard.

"So what did you write about?" Tera asked Jess after a few minutes of amicable silence.

Jess was hesitant at first, but replied to the question, "Leslie." he answered in a quiet voice, suddenly finding his feet very interesting.

Tera looked at him. She had a hard time reading his face since his hair was in the way, plus she was looking at his profile. Tera bit her lip nervously before putting an arm around him.

Jess flinched slightly from the touch then relaxed into it as Tera placed her head on his shoulder.

Jess hesitantly wrapped his arm around her waist and she scooted closer to him.

They sat like this for a good half hour, just enjoying the others comfort.

A small breeze moved through the courtyard making the trees ripple and drops of water from the fountain were blown from their resting place.

Tera gave an involuntary shiver and Jess looked down at her.

"You look cold, we should head inside and get some dinner." he said and Tera couldn't help but nod her head in agreement. The two stood up and made their way inside the building.

When they arrived to the cafeteria, there weren't a lot of people so they were able to get in line and get their dinner, which was this rice and meat casserole topped with melted monetary jack and shredded cheese.

They walked over to the table they had occupied at lunch.

They ate their food in silence, each deep in their own thoughts.

"I'm going to head to bed." Tera said 15 minutes later. Jess looked up at her.

"Okay, I guess I'll see you tomorrow for breakfast." Jess said as Tera stood up and walked out of the cafeteria.

Jess sighed, standing up and putting his tray in the designated area. He slowly walked out of the cafeteria and towards his room.

The day's events had gone quite smoothly than he thought it would. Tera was not a nut case; she was not even close to it. She was a very amicable as well as highly intelligent person.

He walked into his room, pulled on his pajamas, and crawled into bed. It was a strange night.

"Jess…Jess…Jess…" A mysterious voice spoke from the depths of Jess' mind.Jess flinched and he tensed up as he slept. Jess…" The voice spoke again. Jess opened his eyes expecting to be in his bed but he was not. It was dark out; Jess' back was on a cold damp surface. It was not solid but seemed slightly mushy.

Jess took a deep whiff of his surroundings-trees, dirt, air. He drew his outstretched fingers into a fist and pulled up dirt and dry leaves.

'What is going on here?' Jess asked himself as he bolted himself upright.

"Jess…" The voice said again.

"Jess." Said another voice. A female's voice. Jess turned around and saw Tera- no, Leslie-no Tera. Jess could not make up his mind. He knew that she could not be Leslie, Leslie was dead. And Tera, well, what would Tera be doing here? Unless he had officially gone crazy. Yea, let's go with that.

"Jess." Said TeraLeslie, "What's wrong?" she asked again. "It's me, Tera." Tera said.

Jess blinked multiple times, how was Tera here? Where is here anyways?

"Tera," Jess was able to say, making Tera's worried features become relieved as she hurried over to her friend and stood next to him.

"Where are we?" She asked as she looked around. The full moon was partially shone through the tops of the trees.

"You mean you don't remember?" The voice asked again. He seemed to be moving around them, for every word seemed to be said in a different place.

Jess looked around harder, his eyes becoming more adjusted to the limited light. It was Tera who gasped first. After that, it only took Jess a second to realize where they were.

The trees, the smell. How could he have not recognized where he was sooner! He had spent countless hours here. He knew it like the back of his hand. He cursed himself for not seeing it sooner.

"Jess…" Tera started, looking around her. "A-are we in…" he voice drifting off as the wind blew around them, making the trees dance and noises more prominent. The forest seemed to come alive with a wild, golden energy flow that seemed to vibrate off of everything that it came in contact with.

The late blooms of cherry blossoms were flown in the direction of Tera. They span around her in a whirl of pink and red. When it stopped, a beautiful crown of flowers were placed on her head while some were elegantly weaved into her hair.

Jess watched as he too was engulfed into a sea of light brown. He heard the constructing of something and when the wind stopped, he felt a crown on his head.

Jess bent down to pick up a lone flower. He rose up to meet Tera face to face.

"Yea," he breathed, responding to the question she had voiced earlier. He turned his attention to the horizon where it was starting to be bathed in a beautiful pink color. The glimmering ocean came more alive as the sun rose higher and higher into the sky, illuminating the kingdom in a fresh wave of golden light. "Were in Terabithia." He said.

Jess stood bolt upright, panting hard. 'What had just happened?' he asked himself as he put his hand to his chest and took deep breaths.

After he had regained he normal heart rate, he felt himself holding something.

It was soft and smooth; Jess did not want to look at it. He was still dreaming, he had to be. These things are not real.

He took his free hand and pinched his arm, hard. "Ow." He said, rubbing his arm. He took a deep breath as he pulled his arm away from him and he took a sharp intake of breath.

Holding in his hand, was a cherry blossom flower. But not any random cherry blossom flower, it was the one from his dream

How'd we like them apples! Oh wow, my heart was beating SO fast when I was writing the dream sequence. Holy crap! This was longer than I anticipated. I originally did not have the writing or courtyard scene but as I was, going through I was like, oh I need to add something here then that little something turned into this huge paragraph! So yea, please review and tell me what you think! I worked really really hard on this, hence my long absence from this story. In addition, I have had mounds of homework to do. So a grand total of 3,542 words! I am really happy right now as you are too. So make me happy by reviewing!

Okay! Question time!

1) What should happen next?

2) What was your favorite part?

3) Why do you think about the dream?

4) What happened to Tera?

So answer the questions plz!

Ciao!