Watching Good Luck Charlie.
"Here's your birthday bagel."

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Zack Addy's POV (Oh snap, you read that right).

It's dark when I wake up and the usual people come to visit me. But then a young, dark haired woman comes in. I do not remember her, but she is quite beautiful. She has thick, curly black hair that's in pigtails and her eyes are the most unique brownish garnet. But she's not as beautiful as Whitney ever was.

I wonder what happened to her. I mean, she hasn't visited me since she had short black and blonde hair. But it's not like she'd ever remember me.

"Hi Doctor Addy!" She says cheerfully. I look at her and she grins. She looks about twenty four or twenty five. "You wouldn't happen to know a woman named Doctor Whitney Black?" Her voice catches on the name Whitney.

"Yes. Doctor Black was a co-worker of mine. Why? Has something happened to Doctor Black?"

"She has been committed to a mental ward. I was purely wondering if you knew her."

"Yes. I worked with Doctor Black. We also dated for a brief period of time."

"Thank for your time Doctor Addy." She grinned again and then skipped from the room. How is she a psychologist? She's more insane then me.

"Wait! Um, Doctor-someone!" She turns around and she walks back over to me.

"Yes Zack?"

"Could I please see her?"

"I can ask Doctor Black if she wishes to speak with you. And it's Doctor Winter. But call me Emily."

Emily... Emily Winter. Why does her name sound so familiar? Doesn't matter. It's not like she'll ever let me she Whitney again. So that I can't tell her how sorry I am for everything that has happened. That I didn't actually kill anyone. I don't think that she'd ever believe that I did, but still. I'd be nice to tell her.

Emily's POV

Zack seems sweet. Almost child like. Innocent, but then again. He was committed for murdering someone and assisting a cannibalistic serial killer. I shudder at the thought and make my way towards the break room. After plonking down on the couch with a larg mug of black coffee (with seven tea spoons of sugar) I start to look at Doctor Zack Addy's file.

He's the kind of guy that my mom and dad would have approved of me dating. Ha! I barely know them now and I'm twenty-six now. It's not like it would ever matter. I wonder if he's ever had sex? Holy Crap! Where did that come from. Probably streamed somewhere from him being so innocent.

I really should filter my thoughts better. But still, why is he here. Something lightly touches my back and my mug falls to the floor in shock. I spin around, adrenalin coursing through my vain's and then its just Sweets.

"You scared the living crap out me, Sweets."

"Lance, Emily. So I heard that you where talking with Zack."

"Yeah, he seems sweet. Why is he here?"

"Well, you're looking at his file."

"Not like that. He doesn't seem like the kind of guy to get caught up in all this." I gesture around with my hands.

"Zack's choice was based on faulty logic. It's the only thing that he regrets " Sweets is about to say something else but then catches his breath. I'm guessing that it's something to do with Zack not actually killing anyone.

I'm not some psychic, but I'm pretty sure that he could never kill anyone. He's not like anyone that I have ever met. Well, any killer. The ones that are sent here are insane. They're mostly proud of what they've done, enjoying to see there victims pain. But Zack? He seems to regret it. And if he was insane then he wouldn't have blown his hands up to save his best friends life. Most serial killers assistants wouldn't do that.

Part of me wants to speak with Zack, but then I know that I must speak with Whitney again.

Lance coughs and says, "Um, your coffee?"

I look to the ground and remember that I dropped it. "Lance, please can you clean it for me. I've got to run! Thanks!" I quickly sprint from the room and I can hear Lance sigh in the background. I lightly laugh under my breath until I reach Wing B, Ward 396, Room 41. More commonly known as the room that Faith/Whitney is being held in.

"Ah! Doctor Winter, I see your here now. Do you wish to speak with Doctor Black?"

"Well, duh? Why else would I be here." Hey! What can I say, I speak my mind. Doctor Carson rolls his eyes and then unlocks the door.

I walk in and then Faith looks up from her spot curled up in the corner. "Faith! Can I ask you something?"

"Well, you just did."

"Do you know someone named Doctor Zack Addy?"

"Yes. We used to work together."

"May I ask, did you ever... date?"

"Um. He dated Whitney for almost a year." Great, she's refers to her old name in a double life manner. And Zack thinks a brief period of time is almost a year?

"Great! I was wondering if you ever wanted to see him? He's being held in Wing F! I can arrange for you two to met, if you'd like. He'd like to see you again. "

Something crosses her face, a shocking wave of pain and pleasure. "Yes." She mutters.

"'kay! I'll arrange for you two to met some time soon? How's tomorrow?"

"Sure." Barely audible.

"I'll speak to Zack and Doctor Sweets about this."

Her head perks up and she narrows her eyes. "Why would you be speaking with Lance?"

"Because he is in charge of Zack's mental care."

"Oh." Her head ducks down again and I feel tears blossoming in my eyes. I turn around, locking the door behind me. Doctor Carson looks at me and says, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to speak with Doctor Sweets and Zack Addy."

"Why?"

"Because."

"Doctor Winter, as the supervising Doctor of this-"

"No! I am in charge of Faith's mental state and she needs to speak with Doctor Addy."

He frowns and looks like he wants to puch me but I couldn't care less. When I walk away, I pass Doctor Samantha Shay. She's a gene therapist that works with us, studying the minds and genetics of serial killers. Sam's cool and she's really nice. Plus she has the coolest hair in the world. It's bright purple with blonde streaks. "Hey Em!"

I stop and turn around. "Hey Sammy."

"Where are you going?"

"Wing F."

"Too see...?"

"Ward 572, Room 95."

"Ahh Zack Addy."

"Yup."

"Does someone have a crush." She starts tickling me and my stomach contracts. I start giggle-screaming and Sam just laughs.

"No! I'm arranging him to met with someone."

"The crazy chick in Room 41?"

"Yurp."

She hugs me and then says, "Oh, by the way. If you need the reports and x-rays of Zack Addy's brain then they are allll yours." She slurs and grins before walking off, hips dancing. Sam catches the eye of everyone guy that she sees. I wish I was that pretty.

When I reach Zack's ward, I swear that he knows that I'm already there. I smirk and then head inside the white room.

"Hey Zacky." I plonk myself on the bed next to him. Wow, Sam was right. He is pretty cute. I would totally date him if he wasn't in a mental ward.

"So, I'm here to make your day." I continue, "Fait-Whitney said that she'd love to see you."

"Fait? Who's Fait?"

"Well, there's something you should know."

And so I end up telling the poor kid the entire story of why Faith is in a mental hospital, why her name is Faith and that he and Sweets' have hooked up like eight times now. He looks like he's about to burst into tears.

Honestly, he's breaking my heart. I lightly pat his shoulder and carefully kiss his cheek. "Are you okay with seeing Faith tomorrow?"

"I guess."

More pain shoots through my body and my heart aches for him. I think I'll go and look at the reports that Sam did on Zack.

Then I started watching iCarly iGoodbye. And now I'm hysterically crying. And someone else has made me cry but I'm gonna have to wait till the end till I can cry for real.

SEDDIE!