Getting Help
A/N: For some reason notices for the last chapter didn't go out, so hopefully this one will.
I'm just a faded negative of the image I used to be. And that's our dilemma. - Bad Religion, The Gray Race
"Eric, you rat bastard." Calleigh whipped her head around and gave him a death glare.
"You know, you've called me that so many times that it's lost all meaning." He stated as he wheeled her into the waiting room.
"Where the hell do you get off bringing me to a shrink against my will?" She barked through clenched teeth.
"Well, I knew if I told you, you wouldn't come. And besides, it wasn't my idea, it was H's. I just agreed with him." Eric explained as he parked her chair and walked over to the receptionist desk.
Calleigh crossed her arms over her chest. She was not crazy. Depressed maybe, but not crazy. And she most certainly did not need professional help. But Horatio Caine did what he does best; stick his nose where he shouldn't.
"Calleigh Duquesne?" The nurse at the door called out. Eric came back over and
wheeled her back into the doctor's office. She was perfectly capable of doing it herself but there was no way she was going into this voluntarily. Once inside the room, Eric exited, leaving her alone with the doctor.
"Hi Calleigh. I'm Dr. Laura Reid. I'm a psychologist that specializes in person with disabilities. Your friends brought you in to see me because they said you've been having a hard time since your accident. I want to help you." Calleigh snickered.
"How are you going to do that? Drugging me up so that I notice my 'disability'?" Calleigh spoke harshly but Laura seemed unimpressed.
"No. My job is to find the real reason behind your anger and help you deal with your depression. Without medication." Laura explained. Now she knew what Horatio had meant when he said that she was going to be a challenge.
"Well, excuse me for being skeptical but, what makes you such an expert on disabled persons?" Calleigh inquired. Laura simply pulled up her pant legs.
"I'm a double amputee. I lost my legs in an accident similar to yours. And I never said I was an expert, I just know how it feels." Calleigh turned her head away in a mixture of shame and embarrassment.
"Well, I'm sorry that Horatio has decided to waste your time, but I don't need any psychological help in dealing with my paralysis. In fact, I don't need any help in dealing with any aspect of my life. It was nice to meet you Dr. Reid but I'm leaving." Calleigh turned and started to wheel herself out.
"Okay, but your ride won't be here for another 50 minutes, so unless you want to wheel yourself home, you might as well stay." Calleigh stopped but didn't turn around. "I'm not here to judge you in any way and I don't have to be your friend. I am just a safe person to talk to. And maybe together we can make sense of all that's happen to you and all that you're feeling." Slowly, Calleigh turned around and wheeled herself back.
"Where do we start?" Laura smiled.
"At the beginning."