Well, here we go with yet another chapter. I hope you enjoy it... if there's anyone even reading this story.

Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT or any of its characters. Chris Nova belongs to Solaris Prime. Amy and Gage are mine.

Two months had passed since Amelia's first appointment with Dr. Fogg. The treatment seemed to be working, as he'd agreed not to put her on a medication regimen. Though the psychologist didn't know the full extent of Amy's story—she was always careful and guarded with her words—he could understand her insistence on refusing drugs. Natural solutions only, she'd said, and he was more than happy to comply. That was one of the reasons Gage had gone to him to help Amy.

"And how are you feeling today?" Dr. Fogg asked during their most recent meeting.

"Same as usual," Amelia answered simply. "I'm not a complicated person, Doc. I'm content with my life as it is."

"That's good to hear. Are you excited about the wedding drawing nearer?"

"Of course. Mikey's been planning everything down to the last detail. He loves this kind of stuff."

"And have you been noticing anything unusual happening lately?"

"You mean, have I been seeing Chris around."

"If you'd like to word it like that."

"Well, I haven't seen him lately. In fact, I haven't seen or heard him since our first meeting."

"Does that concern you at all?"

"A little, but only because it makes me wonder if it was all in my mind after all."

"You know, Amy, it's not unusual for people in grief to imagine their loved ones are still with them."

Amy sighed heavily. "Then why did he disappear all of a sudden? Was it just because I talked about how much I miss him? How can that possibly have an effect on how much I grieve?"

"Perhaps our conversation at our first meeting gave you what you needed to finally begin coping?"

"Who the hell even knows anymore? My brothers seemed to move on pretty easily. Maybe I'm just the odd one out. Maybe I can't cope."

"I doubt you're incapable of coping. I'm sure you just need more time than your brothers. Is all going well between you and them lately?"

"It's going great. We're the perfect, loving family. And if anyone says we're not, then screw 'em," Amelia answered, eliciting a chuckle from Dr. Fogg.

"That's a powerful statement," he said.

"Can you blame me? We protect each other. Always have, always will."

"Why do you have to protect each other?"

"Just because we're the perfect, loving family doesn't mean we didn't have enemies. How do you think we lost Chris?" Amelia glanced up at the clock, seeing that their session was nearly over, and reached for her bag. "Looks like our time's up."

"Very well. I'll see you again next week, Amelia."

"Same time, same place," she answered, giving a half-hearted wave as she stepped out of his office.

Amelia exited the office building, finding herself on the familiar bustling street it was located on. Taking a left, she briskly walked towards April and Casey's apartment, where she'd be meeting them, her family and Gage for dinner. After the first three sessions, Gage had taken to not picking up Amy when she was done. The talks usually helped, but left her wanting to burn of a little steam afterwards. The walk home was a good thing for her, and less of a hazard to Gage. As she finally came to the front door of April and Casey's apartment, she straightened her jacket and knocked. The door flew open and she was greeted by the smiling face of April O'Neil-Jones, as well as a hug from the red-head.

"Good to see you, Amy. Come on in," April said as she took Amelia's jacket and bag. "How was your day?"

"Good. Fixed up a couple DVD players in the shop, but nothing special," Amy answered with a gentle smile.

"Well, I was just finishing up dinner, and fighting Mikey out of the kitchen."

"Oh, well, let me help you set the table and everything."

"Amy, you're our guest. Go sit in the living room with the guys." As April shoved the younger woman into the living room, Amy noticed Casey and Raphael were nowhere to be seen. She cocked an eyebrow as she glanced around the room for them.

"Sparring on the roof," Leo supplied, seeing the perplexed look on his sister's face.

"Are they having a bromance?" she asked with a giggle.

"I wouldn't doubt it," Gage answered. He wrapped his arms around Amy from behind and kissed her cheek. "How was it?"

"Same old, same old." There was a shrug, but nothing to indicate she was unhappy. In truth, Amy had started to grow accustomed to those doctor's visits. She wasn't particularly happy about them, but they kept her to a schedule of sorts. It was something almost normal… if it wasn't a shrink she was seeing every Wednesday afternoon.

I know this was kind of a short chapter, but I thought it would be a good idea to put in a bit of 'a day in the life' before I got into the big stuff. Call it a breather chapter, if you'd like. lol.

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