Chapter three 'Gar the delivery boy'

"You want me to do what again?" Asked Gar staring at Nurse Bee confused.

"Just what I said, I need you to go give them their breakfast," She answered resting her head in her hand. "But I do need to ask that you stay with Kori and make sure she actually does eat, so go get her food last."

Gar nodded still slightly dumbfounded. "Am I sposed to stay with them while they eat? Or don't I have to see any of the other ones today? And how am I supposed to know what they eat?" He asked rattling the questions off.

Nurse Bee laughed a bit. "You can stay if you want to, or you can go back after they're done eating to visit, other then Kori of course I need you to stay with her as long as it takes for her to eat. If anything should go wrong just page us from Kori's room. As for what they eat, just go to the kitchen and tell them who you're taking food to, they know everyone's order's by heart."

"Okay…and the kitchen is…where?' He asked looking around the lobby.

"Go down the left hallway and go in the first door to your right," Answered Nurse Bee. "Oh and Gar, you're doing a great job don't worry so much."

Gar sent her a grateful smile, saying a quick thanks, and walking into the left hallway only to be greeted with the smell of various aromas that wafted through the air. They were no doubt coming from the kitchen. Gar wasn't sure whose food to take up first, Kori was out of the question, Rachel kind of scared him yesterday and he wasn't about to get verbally berated this early in the morning. So, it was between Vic or Dick…

"Can I help you son?" Asked a voice from in front of Gar.

He looked up to see the chef standing there raising one eyebrow at him in confusion. "Oh, um I'm here to pick up food for…well I don't know exactly either Vic Stone or Dick Grayson, whichever one's order's ready I guess," Said Gar smiling nervously.

"Ah, we always have Vic's order ready," Said the chief chucking lightly. "Wait here I'll go get the food," He said heading towards the back of the kitchen.

Gar decided to take this opportunity to look around the kitchen, it was large area filled with a dozen aromas filling the air all at once. There was a cafeteria on the other side of the door and gar didn't understand why Vic, Rachel, and Dick weren't allowed to come down to get their own food. Kori was self explanatory but-.

"Here you are," Said the chief pulling Gar away from his thoughts. He was carrying a huge plate stacked with sausage, bacon, eggs, waffles and ham. Gar tried his best not to let his vegetarianism get to him as he took the plate from the kitchen chief. "I'll have Richard's plate ready when you get back."

"Rich-oh you mean Dick, gotcha thanks!" Chirped Gar heading out the kitchen door and up to Vic's room.

When he got there all he could think of was how scared he was to knock on the door yesterday and how today he so easily banged on it calling for the cybertronic teen.

Vic opened the door a few seconds later smiling down brightly at gar. "Hey man, oh I see they've got you on breakfast duty today, having fun?" He asked.

Gar looked down at the meat-filled plate and held it out to him. "I'll answer once you take this thing, I can't stand looking at it anymore."

Vic laughed and took the plate. "What you don't like meat or something?" He asked sarcastically.

"Dude…I'm a vegetarian," Said Gar giving Vic his serious look, which sent the mechanical teen into a fit of hysterics.

"Oh…wait you're serious?" Asked Vic noticing that Gar's expression still hadn't changed. "Whoa…sorry about that man I-."

"No hard feelings…just don't expect me to stick around long enough to watch you eat that," Said Gar shuddering just looking at all of the meat piled up on his plate. "Sides, I'm supposed to go give the other three their food. I'll be back later."

Vic nodded. "Alright I'll see you later veg-head!" He said happily before shutting the door on Gar.

"New nickname…great," Mumbled Gar sarcastically.

He headed back down to the kitchen hoping Dick wasn't as much of a meat obsessed freak as Vic was. It didn't take Gar to long to figure out he wasn't, which he was thankful for . Though he wasn't thrilled that he had to carry up eggs and ham but it was much better then Vic's order.

"Now…who are you going to after Richard?" Asked the chief watching as Gar's face paled just looking at the eggs and ham on the plate.

"Oh, um, Rachel Roth…she doesn't happen to be a huge meat fan either does she because I'm not so sure how much I can take of all this," Gar asked hoping the chief would answer with the answer he wanted.

He laughed. "Oh no trust me you don't have to worry about that at all," Said the chief.

Gar seemed confused at first but shrugged it off. "Okay, well thanks then. I'll be back then," He said before running up four fights of stairs. And after those four flights cursing whoever made the building and decided not to put an elevator in it. By the time he got to Dick's room he was practically out of breath so of course Gar decided to take a break leaning against the door of his room to catch his breath before knocking. He didn't think Dick would open his door anyway thinking of how it took him three knocks just to get him to open the door in the first place.

Too bad Gar was wrong ninety-nine percent of the time. The door slid open precisely thirty seconds after Gar was leaning on it sending the poor boy to fall backwards into the room. Dick quickly stuck his hand out grabbing the plate of food before it crashed on the floor.

"You okay?" Asked Dick holding the plate in his left hand and offering Gar his right hand.

Gar groaned and took his hand. "Yeah, I think so, thanks," He said.

"You look really out of it…what happened to you?" Asked Dick heading inside the room.

Gar guessed this was his way of telling him to come inside. "The stairs happened," Mumbled Gar finding a chair and sitting on it.

Dick laughed and set his plate down on a small table in the corner of the room. "I thought you played sports, shouldn't you be in shape?" He asked taking a bite of his eggs and watching Gar cringe.

"I am in shape…usually," Gar answered. "This place just has me running everywhere and I can't be in four places at once."

"Right," Said Dick in a way that clearly stated he didn't believe a word Gar was saying. "Uh, do you not like eggs or something because you keep-."

"Sorry about that," Said Gar cutting him off. "I'm a vegetarian."

Dick looked at him confused. "Eggs aren't meat," He stated.

"They still come from an animal," Said Gar shrugging. "Usually I would pass up watching someone eat a poor creature like that but I'm to tired from those stupid stairs to even bother running to Rachel's room and get into a full out yelling match."

"Ah, I guess you met her yesterday," Said Dick stabbing a piece of ham with his fork. "What'd you think?" He asked popping the piece of pig meat into his mouth.

Gar cringed again and shook his head. "She's…different. She doesn't talk much, likes to read more then anything, and I have no idea what's wrong with her," He stated.

"Yeah, I hear that from a lot of people," Said Dick. "Like I told you she likes to keep to herself."

"Do you think you could tell me what's wrong with her?" Asked Gar. "Like why she was sent here?"

Dick shook his head. "Sorry, she scares the hell out of me too…I don't think I want to wake up one night with her looming over me ready to attack or something," He said taking another bite of his eggs.

"But it doesn't make any sense…why has she been here for two years? Shouldn't she be better by now?" Gar asked becoming frustrated.

Dick shook his head, setting his fork down and turning to Gar. "We all have relapses here Gar, not all the time but sometimes they happen to the best of us," Said Dick sighing. "Rachel's had-has many relapses, but no one understands why exactly. She won't talk to anyone about it."

"But you-."

"She doesn't even tell me about it," Said Dick cutting him off.

"I guess asking her about it would be out of the question probably," Suggested Gar letting out a small laugh.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Said Dick. "She'll get mad and most-likely throw you out the nearest window."

Gar shrugged. "It's only two stories…the most I can get is a broken bone or two," He said laughing and putting his hands behind his head smiling brightly.

Dick sighed. "Seriously though, if you do ask her about anything don't bring my name up at all okay?" He asked.

"Uh, yeah sure," Said Gar quirking an eyebrow at him.

Dick nodded at him picking up his fork again and scooping up the rest of his egg.

Gar let Dick eat the rest of his food in peace until speaking again. "So…question," Said Gar. "Why do you wear sunglasses indoors?"

Dick smirked. "It's who I am, no one's ever seen me without them. I'm not about to start now," He said.

"Not even Kori?" Asked Gar.

"Kori?" Asked Dick confused. "No, not even Kori. Why'd you bring her up?"

Gar rolled his eyes. "It's obvious there's something between you two, I mean when you guys talk about each other you get this really weird look in your eyes…well she does. You just smile a lot," Gar said laughing. "But I'm sure if you wouldn't have those glasses on you'd get the same look."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Said Dick.

Gar laughed harder. "Dude, you're totally blushing!" He exclaimed.

Dick groaned. "Gar…get out," He said sounding slightly annoyed.

"Fine, fine, oh and don't worry your secret's safe with me!" Gar said before heading out the door still laughing.

He was still laughing as he made his way back down to the kitchen to pick up Rachel's breakfast. But when he got there all that was waiting for him was a cup of…something. Gar didn't know if it was coffee or tea…or something else.

"Uh…dude?" Asked Gar watching the chief mix up some pancake batter. "Where's Rachel's-."

"Right in front of you," He answered.

Gar looked down at the drink confused. "What is it?" He asked.

"Herbal tea, it's the only thing she'll drink in the mornings," Answered the chief setting the bowl down and pulling out three frying pans.

Gar shrugged and took the warm liquid and headed out of the kitchen and once again up the stairs to the second floor, still trying to think what could possibly be wrong with Rachel. The only thing I've noticed about her that's abnormal is that she's quiet, wears tons of black stuff, won't show her face, and actually likes to read. He mused to himself. But nothing seems that bad about her. And what did Dick mean about her relapsing…it just doesn't make any sense.

Gar sighed and looked up at Rachel's door, knocking on it softly. "Helloooo," He called in a sing-song voice knocking again.

There was a rustling sound inside. "I'm not answering the door Garfield, go away."

Gar groaned. "Do you want me to barge inside again…cause I totally will," Gar challenged.

"No!" Rachel snapped. "I-I mean no, just give me a minute," She said calming herself down a bit.

Gar raised an eyebrow at the door. "Okay…are you alright in there?" He asked putting his ear up to the door.

"Fine," She said monotonously.

"Oh…well I brought your tea and I just thought that-."

There was a loud clanging sound from inside and then the slamming of a drawer before the door swished open revealing the dark girl standing there with her arms folded across her chest.

Gar looked at her confused. "Um, here?" He said holding out the tea which she gladly took from him.

"Thanks," She said taking a sip of it before beginning to shut the door on him.

But before that could happen Gar quickly stuck his foot in the doorway. "No can do Rae, I'm supposed to be here for thirty minutes…unless you want me to come back in the afternoon."

"Don't call me Rae, my name is Rachel," She snapped moving away from the door and allowing for Gar to enter.

"Okay, sorry Rachel," Said Gar sighing following her inside and shutting the door behind him. "So, what were you doing in here…you sounded all panicky," He stated looking around the room.

"The usual," Said Rachel taking a seat on her bed, still holding the hot beverage in her hands.

"Well that explains a lot," Said Gar rolling his eyes. "Seriously though, are you okay because it really didn't sound like it."

"I said I'm fine," Said Rachel taking another sip of her tea.

"Fine," Said Gar. "Um…where'd you put that chair you had in here yesterday?" He asked looking around.

"One of the idiots down the hallway was just here a few minutes ago asking if I had anything they could use to stand on, I don't even want to know what they really needed it for. They're probably attempting to hang themselves though they're to stupid to realize you can't hang yourself in this place…and no I haven't tried," Said Rachel calmly. "Just sit on the floor if you want to stay here so badly."

Gar blinked stupidly at her for a few moments before shrugging and plopping himself down in front of her dresser.

"By the way you-."

"OW!" Yelled Gar cutting Rachel off. "What is-dude! There's some type of glass on the floor," He said standing up and rubbing his backside.

Rachel bit the bottom of her lip trying to keep herself calm. "Sorry, I-I guess there was-."

"It's from your mirror," Said Gar looking at the broken handheld mirror lying on her dresser and then back to Rachel confused. "What happened?"

"It broke," She answered . "I was by the bookshelf before you came and when you called I tripped and accidentally broke it."

"Oh," Said Gar. "Sorry then for-uh, do you want me to clean it up then because-I mean it was my fault kinda and-."

"No it's fine," Answered Rachel. "I'll clean it up later."

"You sure?" Asked Gar.

"Yes," Answered Rachel glaring from underneath her hood at him.

"Okay, okay," Said Gar holding his hands up in defense. "So…why do you always wear that hood?" He asked curiously. "I mean has anyone ever seen your face?"

"That's the whole point," Said Rachel sending him a glare. "What is this fifty questions?"

"No, I was just wondering," Said Gar. "I mean this is the second day I've been here and I have no idea what you look like without-."

"And by the end of the week you still won't," Said Rachel .

Gar sent her a glare trying his best to not lash out. "Okay, fine. You know I'm just trying to strike up a conversation here, you don't talk so obviously I have to think of something to say."

"If you don't want to be here then just leave, it's not like I'll tell anyone you left early," Said Rachel taking another sip of her tea.

Gar balled his fists trying to keep himself calm with her. "It's not like I don't want to be here, it's more like you don't want me here," He snapped. "No wonder you've been here for two years, you're so horrible to everyone who tries to be nice to you! I don't even know why I came here in the first place all you do is yell and complain and-and I'm out of here," Hissed Gar storming towards the door. "Have fun being all depressed and whatever I'll see you tomorrow," He said before walking out the door slamming it on his way out.

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"I can't stand her!" Gar complained pacing in front of Kori who was sitting on a large velvet pink couch by a round coffee table, a plate of untouched pancakes sitting beside her. "What is her problem? I go in try to be nice and what do I get…she freakin tells me that I don't want to be there! As if I was anything like her!"

Kori propped her head in her hand, her eyes darting back and forth as she watched him pace. "I do not think Rachel tries to be so…unkind. It is merely her nature," Said Kori offering him a smile.

"Well, she could at least try to be nice to someone who is trying to help her get better. You'd think she'd want out of this place considering she's been here for two years," Said Gar stopping to sit down on a chair that matched perfectly with the couch.

"Rachel is different," Began Kori. "She doesn't like to talk to people; I believe they upset her often."

"Then how is she supposed to get better if she can't talk to anyone about her problems? What is her problem anyway? Does anyone know anything about her?" Gar exclaimed throwing his hands up into the air.

Kori shrugged. "I do not think she talks to anyone about it."

"I know she doesn't, but it would at least help me if I knew what was wrong with her," Said Gar sighing.

"People have made…the rumors of what they believe is wrong with Rachel," Said Kori pushing the untouched pancakes away from her.

Gar raised an eyebrow at her. "What do they say?" He asked.

"I do not think I can-."

"You can tell me while you eat that," Said Gar pointing to the pancakes and smiling slyly at her.

Kori's face paled as she looked down at the stack of pancakes on the coffee table. "Oh, but I am not very hungry at the moment perhaps if I wait an hour or-."

"Kori, I may look stupid but I'm not," Said Gar smirking at her. "…Okay so I'm not that stupid. Come on just eat one pancake or something it won't kill you to eat a little bit," He suggested pushing the plate back towards her.

Kori looked nervously down at the food on her plate and then back up Gar who gave her a nod. "But…I usually do not eat breakfast I-."

"Well, today you do," Said Gar.

Kori sighed and picked up her fork poking at a piece of the pancake before stabbing it with her fork. But just before she could actually eat the pancake there was a loud knock from the door.

Gar sighed obviously defeated as she leapt off the couch and practically flew to the door. It may be harder to get her to eat then I thought it would be.Gar decided to himself, turning around to see who was at her door.

"Friend Vic!" Gar heard Kori exclaim happily. "What brings you to my room at this time in the morning?"

Gar quirked a brow and stood up trying to peak out the door.

"Ah, I'm kicked out of my room for now, someone's having a relapse down on my floor and apparently it's pretty bad," Vic stated looking inside her room and giving Gar a wave. "I see you have a visitor, mind if I stop in for a few minutes while they evacuate the psycho downstairs?" Asked Vic.

Kori quickly pulled the door open and ushered Vic inside. "Please, you may stay until the psycho has been evacuated!" She exclaimed happily.

"Dude, who's the psycho?" Asked Gar looking at Vic with a look for total confusion.

He shrugged. "No idea, they found them in their room a few minutes ago apparently having a mental breakdown…or something like that. No one tells us anything in this place," Said Vic. "So, what have you guys been up to?" He asked.

"Well, friend Gar was complaining about Rachel and how she seems to dislike him for no reason. They seemed to have an…argument correct?" Asked Kori looking over at Gar smiling brightly.

Gar nodded. "She says she doesn't belong here but she won't talk to anyone about her problems, then I try to be nice and she just…she pisses me off," Said Gar plopping back down onto the chair. "Anyway, Kori's supposed to be eating her breakfast but she seems to be avoiding that subject."

Kori looked over at Gar with a small glare, which surprised him because he didn't even think Kori was capable of glaring at someone.

Vic nodded as if he understood. "Kori, Kori, Kori," He said shaking his head. "What did I tell you before…about Dick? He's not into that whole boney look, if you want to win him over you've gotta gain a little meat on those bones."

Kori looked at her down at her feet letting out a long sigh. "But…what if he does not like me after-."

"If I can guarantee you he will…will you just eat a little bit?" Asked Vic.

Kori sighed. "Two bites," She answered.

Vic folded his arms across his chest. "Nine."

"Five?" Asked Kori innocently.

"Make it six and I'll let you win," Said Vic smirking down at her looking satisfied.

Kori looked nervously towards him and then to the food still sitting on the coffee table. "Okay," She mumbled retreating back to the couch and picking up her fork.

Gar looked at his cybertronic friend astonished. "How'd you do that?" He asked. "And why didn't I think of it?"

Vic laughed. "I've known Kori sense she's got here and I know her one weakness is Dick. Use him as an excuse and she'll do almost anything."

Gar laughed. "See this is why you're my best friend here! After all great minds think alike…or something like that."

"I'll take that as a compliment little buddy, but you didn't think of the idea…I did," Said Vic.

Gar rolled his eyes. "Well, I would have thought of it."

"Keep telling yourself that man," Said Vic.

End Chapter Threeeeee.

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