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Chapter Two: Examination

Tuesday, March 13th '07, 9:30 AM

Gabrielle awoke to a knock at the door.

"Ugh!…My god…that was a good dream too." Gabrielle said as she got up to answer the door.

"Room service!" said a spunky bell hop.

"What? Umm…we didn't order anything." Gabrielle said in a sleepy voice.

"This was sent up by your teacher, Mrs. Mathews." replied the bell hop with a smile.

"Oh, alright…. Wow how nice of her. Come right in. You can put it right next to the table." Gabrielle said as she opened the door wider so the cart would fit through.

"Alright miss…." said the bell hop as she brought the cart in.

"Thanks." Gabrielle said as the bell hop walked towards the door.

"No problem, have a nice day miss." said the bell hop as she left the room.

"You too. "Gabrielle replied and she shut the door.

Gabrielle walked across the room the breakfast cart and took the lid off of one of the plates. Her eyes went wide and she smiled from ear to ear when she saw it was piled high with pancakes and waffles. She then put the cover back on the plate and looked at her sleeping friend. Without hesitation Gabrielle ran to Becky's bed and jumped on it.

"Get up Becky!" Gabrielle said as she flopped lightly on her friend, "C'mon get up! Breakfast is here!"

"We didn't order breakfast. Would you get off me damn it." Becky said as she woke up.

"No we didn't. Mrs. Mathews is the one who sent it too us. Besides its nine-thirty, the bus will be here in an hour." Gabrielle said as she got off Becky's bed, "I'm gonna jump in the shower while you wake up."

Before Gabrielle went to the bathroom she went to the window and opened the curtain half way to let in some light. She knew that would keep Becky up and if she wanted to be in the dark she would have to get up. Gabrielle knows that once Becky gets out of bed she wont be able to go back to sleep.

"Shit girl!" Beck said as she hid her face, "That's frick'n bright."

"I know." Gabrielle said as she walked to the bathroom, "I don't want you to fall back to sleep."

Becky muttered as Gabrielle went into the bathroom. Becky knew she was too awake to go back to sleep s she decided to get up and pick out what she would wear that day. Gabrielle was out in ten minutes and when she came out Becky went in.

Gabrielle pulled a black, flowy, ankle length skirt out of her side of the closet. Then she grabbed a red, semi low cut, three quarter sleeve shirt. Gabrielle loved the shirt because the sleeves flared a little at the bottom like a bell.

Gabrielle was deciding on whether or not to where nylons when she remembered Dr. Williamson saying, in not so many words, the he would see them at the Opera house and decided on wearing them. She then grabbed her two inch, black, open toed heels and was putting them on when Becky came out of the bathroom.

"God I love that shower." Becky said as she went to her bed and sat down, "You look nice. Very classy. You're not dressed like that 'cause of that Doctor Williamson guy are you?"

"No. But that did help me decide on wearing nylons today. I like looking nice, is that a bad thing? Besides I think I'm a little overexcited that mom isn't here telling me what I should wear." Gabrielle said as she put her hair up into a half ponytail.

"No its not a bad thing to wanna look nice. But I gotta tell ya, you look nice in anything you wear so you don't need to worry about that." Becky said as she got dressed.

Gabrielle helped Becky with her hair and then they went to the table and ate breakfast. When they were done they brushed their teeth and helped each other with their make up. When they were all ready it was ten-twenty so they decided to go down to the lobby and wait for the bus.

The girls put what they wanted to save from the breakfast cart in the Styrofoam containers that were put on the cart, and put the containers in the mini fridge that was in their room. There was a microwave in the room to so they knew reheating the food wouldn't be a problem. The girls left the breakfast cart outside their door when they left so that room service could take it.

When the busses came the girls got on the one going to the Opera House. Like they had done the day before, they each got lost in their music for the thirty-five minute ride. Gabrielle found that she was looking forward to talking to the doctor again. She thought he was nice but at the same time knew she should be careful because she didn't know him that well.

When they got to the Opera House the were greeted at the front door this time. Once again they were split up into five groups only this time Gabrielle and Becky were separated. Gabrielle was astonished when they walked into the Opera House. The grand staircase was more amazing than she had imagined it. She soon got lost in the tour and the beauty of the Opera House and didn't mind that Becky wasn't with her. She knew they would get plenty of time to spend with each other over the next three months so she didn't worry about not having her there.

When they got to the lead actress's dressing room Gabrielle felt as though she had gotten thrown into the Phantom of the Opera movie. She took in every detail especially the huge full length mirror. Gabrielle soon found herself quietly humming "music of the night" from her movie sound track and was embarrassed when some of her class mates looked at her funny.

When they finished Gabrielle noticed they were the second group done. They were given t-shirts with the Opera House on them like at the Louve as keepsakes. Gabrielle was the last to get a t-shirt and when she asked for her size the guide handed her a copy of The Phantom of the Opera book as well.

"I noticed you had more of interest in the tour than the others. Do you have the movie of The Phantom of the Opera?" the guide asked as he handed her the book.

"Thank you. Yes I do. My parents took me to see the play version for my sixteenth birthday. I have the movie soundtrack and the theater soundtrack as well." Gabrielle replied.

"There's a play opening next Friday night, if your interested. The tickets aren't that expensive and there should be a couple floor seats left." The tour guide said with a smile.

"Oh, thank you. I'll have to get tickets. I don't have to much money on me right now but do you think they'll still have tickets this Friday, 'cause that's the earliest I'll be able to get back here. We have two more mandatory tours so I won't be able to get back here tomorrow or Thursday." Gabrielle asked as she saw Becky coming toward her.

"Umm… they should I can try to hold a couple for you. How many would you like?" said the guide as he grabbed a pad and pen.

"Do you wanna see a play with me next Friday Becky?" Gabrielle asked her friend as she stopped next to her.

"Umm… the theater really isn't my thing Gabby. If you want to, go ahead but I'm gonna have to pass on this one." Becky replied.

"Oky doky. I guess just one then." Gabrielle said as she turned back to the guide.

"Okay, I need your name. And do you want a floor seat or a balcony seat?" asked the guide.

"Gabrielle Helfire, H-E-L-F-I-R-E and a floor seat please." Gabrielle replied.

"Alright. I'll see what I can do, but to be honest with you I can't promise anything." said the guide as he put his note pad away.

"That's alright." Gabrielle said as she shook the guides hand, "Umm... When does our bus get here?"

"The bus won't be her till one-thirty, and it's twelve o'two now, so you have an hour and a half 'till it gets here. Feel free to walk around the opera house s'more if you want." said the guide.

"Okay, thanks." Gabrielle said as she looked up at the Grand Staircase.

Becky started to walk to the door, but Gabrielle walked toward the Grand Staircase. Gabrielle's group didn't go up to the balcony during the tour and she wanted to know what the stage looked like from there. Becky was halfway to the door when she noticed her best friend wasn't with her.

Becky looked around and found her friend reaching the top of the stairs and called, "Hey Gab! Where ya go'n?"

"I just wanna see the balcony. I'll meet you outside." Gabrielle called as she waved to Becky.

"Kay. Just don't get lost." Becky chuckled as she started walking toward the door again.

Gabrielle hadn't heard her though. She had already started walking toward the left balcony door.

Gabrielle went through the door and went straight to the edge of the balcony. She sat down in the first row of seats in the center rows. She could see the whole stage and thought about going back to her guide and asking for a balcony seat instead, but she didn't want to come off as picky after all he was doing her a huge favor.

Gabrielle looked at the rail in front of her and noticed how there were carvings in the dark wood. Gabrielle thought it looked as though it was a scene from a play but she couldn't tell which one. She decided to go to the left end and work her way to the right to see if she could figure it out, she wasn't very knowlegable in the different plays but she was real good at picture riddles.

By the time Gabrielle got back to the middle she thought she had some idea of what the play might be. She continued down the rail and was so consentrated on the railing that she hadn't even seen Dr. Williamson enter the balcony. He was wearing a black suite with a forest green shirt, black tie, and a black fedora. Dr. Williamson leaned up against the door jam and watched her as she muttered to herself while she examined the rail. As she reached the end of the rail she seemed a little confused then a look of cetainty crossed her face.

Gabrielle stood up and looked back at the stage as she said softly, "That's gotta be it."

"What's got to be what?" Dr. Williamson said startling Gabrielle.

"Doctor... you scared me." Gabrielle said as Dr. Williamson took off his sunglasses and started to walk down the isle toward her, "How long have you been standing there?"

"Since you were about half way down the rail. You haven't answered my question. Again, what's got to be what?" Dr. Williamson asked as he got down to her.

"I was trying to figure out what play was carved on the rail." Gabrielle said as she walked back to the middle of the first row and sat down.

"And what play do you think it is?" Dr. Williamson asked as he sat down as well, keeping one seat between them.

"It looks like it's a depiction of The Tempest. I've never seen the play, but I've seen some pictures of it online." Gabrielle answered as she looked at Dr. Williamson.

"You would be correct. It is a depiction of The Tempest. It was carved on the railing when they remodled the opera house." Dr.Williamson said as he nodded his head slightly amused at how she had come to the right conclusion when she's only seen pictures of the play, "When does your bus get here?"

"It won't be here till one-thirty." Gabrielle answered and her stomach growled softly.

Gabrielle flushed slightly and wrapped her arms around her stomach as if to quiet it.

Dr. Williamson looked at his watch then said, "Well you've got an hour and twenty minutes and it sounds like you could use something to eat. There's a nice resturant next to the opera house. Would you like to go get something to eat? You could bring Ms. Perry too if you wanted."

"Thanks, lunch sounds perfect. I'll ask Becky, but she ate almost twice as much as I did at breakfast so I don't think she's going to be hungry." Gabrielle said as she stood up.

As they left the balcony Gabrielle felt shelfish, she didn't want Becky to come to lunch with them. For some reason she felt like lunch would be a lot better without her. As they were walking to the door Becky was walking back into the building.

"There you are! I was starting to get worried. You said you were just going to look how the view was." Becky said in her usual over dramatic way and then she noticed Dr. Williamson and said, "Hello Doctor."

"Ms. Perry. We were just about to go get something to eat, would you like to join us?" Dr. Williamson asked.

"No thank you, I'm not hungry. I had a big breakfast." Becky replied and then turned to Gabrielle and said, "If you need anything call me okay."

"Yup, thank you Becky." Gabrielle said as she gave her friend quick hug.

Becky nodded to Dr. Williamson then headed in the direction of the bathroom.

"It seems that you were right Ms. Helfire." Dr. Williamson said as they resumed their walk to the door.

Gabrielle only nodded her head in agreement as they went outside. Gabrielle was trying to figure out why her stomach was doing cartwheels inside her. She was a little too excited for her own good, especially seeings how she had only known Dr. Williamson for about a day. She figured she was nervous 'cause he was older and she didn't know him that well, so she thought this nervousness was normal.

Her excitement took a little more thought. As they walked from the opera house she figured that she was just excited 'cause none of the adults in her life, other than her parents, really took and interest in what she had to say. With an explination for her feelings found she was able to relax.

As the walked the short walk to the resturant Dr. Williamson told her some of the history of the street they were on and the buildings around them. He was delighted when she asked for more detail and history about the surounding buildings. Gabrielle soaked up the information like a sponge and made a mental note to include it in her journal entry that night.

When they got into the resturant it was kinda crowded and noisy so Dr. Williamson requested a table that was in the courtyard behind the resturant. Gabrielle could bairly here herself think as they walked through the resturant and was glad that the courtyard was quiet.

Gabrielle thanked Dr. Williamson as he helped her to her seat. After Dr. Williamson was seated the waiter handed them their menus.

"May I get you two anything to drink?" the waiter asked as he pulled out his note pad.

"What's the oldest year of the Chianti you have?" Dr. Williamson asked while Gabrielle looked over the beverage list.

"Sixty-three sir." Said the waiter.

"Very nice. I'll have that then." Dr. Williamson said with aproval.

"Miss?" asked the waiter.

Finding her favorite drink on the list (luckily that part of the menu was in English) Gabrielle replied, "A virgin Sherly Temple please."

(Note: a virgin sherly temple is a sherly temple without alcohol in it)

"Okay, I'll be back in a moment." said the waiter and he turned and left.

"Unfortunately the menu is all in French and I am unable to read French, is there anything on the menu you would recomend Doctor?" Gabrielle asked as she looked over the menu feeling a little stupid.

Dr. Williamson looked at the menu for a minute then replied, "The steak is delicious, if you like your meat cooked no more than medium rare. Their shrip scampy is fairly good as well."

"The scampy sounds good." Gabrielle said as the waiter came back with thier drinks.

"Are you ready to order?" the waiter asked as he placed their drinks on the table.

"Yes we are. I will have the..." Dr. Williamson said as he ordered for the two of them.

When Dr. Williamson was done the waiter took their menus and left.

"Thank you for ordering for me Doctor." Gabrielle said as she took a sip of her drink.

"My pleasure. So tell me, did you enjoy todays tour?" Dr. Williamson asked as he sat back in his chair.

"Yes I did. The opera house is bigger than I thought it would be. And the mirror in the lead actress's changing room is absolutely gorgeous." Gabrielle said as her eyes widened slightly, "I take it you like the arts as well."

"Yes, very much so. Thats why I brought in those vases to the Louve yesturday. They were left in my home from the previous owners and I really have no place for them so I decided to donate them to the museum." said Dr. Williamson delighted to have met a teenager who had an interest in the arts.

"I'm so glad none of them broke yesturday. How many were there?" Gabrielle asked.

"There were ten between the two boxes. There would have only been five if you hadn't caught the second box yesturday though. I thank you again for that." Dr. Williamson replied then asked, "So how were you introduced into the world of fine art?"

"Well, I grew up watching old movies like Man of La Mancha and My Fair Lady. When I was six I enrolled into my first ballet class. I had to stop when I was twelve because we had moved and it took me an hour toget to classes three days a week. My grades slipped because I wasn't getting enough sleep and couldn't concentrate." Gabrielle replied as Dr. Williamson listened intently, "Last year for my sixteenth birthday my parents took me to see The Phantom of the Opera which was playing at the Providence Performing Arts Center. Then my parents took me to see Man of La Mancha for my birthday this year. I've always loved museums. Seeing all the artifacts that have been uncovered. Looking at a peice of history up close and personal. What about you?"

After she finished Gabrielle mentally scolded herself for divulgeing so much to someone she met only yesturday, but it just came out like water over a waterfall.

"I've lived in many places during my lifetime and I find the arts to be the most entertaining. I like it because there is always something to learn from it." Dr. Williamson said and took another sip of his wine.

'See! He was able to wrap it up in two sentences and I had to go and give him a fricken monolog!!!' Gabrielle thought to herself.

Just then Gabrielle's phone vibrated. She pulled it out of her purse, checked the caller ID and saw that it was Mrs. Mathews.

"Sorry Doctor it's my chaperone." Gabrielle said as she flipped open her phone, "Hi Mrs. Mathews...I'm at the resturant right next to the opera house...nope, it won't be here till one-thirty... no...yup her cell should be on...alright talk to you later, bye."

Gabrielle ended he call then preceded to shut her phone off, then she put it back into her purse.

"Shouldn't you keep that on?" Dr. Williamson asked.

"I don't have to now. Becky won't call me because she knows I'm busy. The next check in isn't untill dinner, my parents don't get out of work untill five-thirty, six o'clock and none of my other class mates have my number. The only reason I kept it on when we entered the resturant was for when check-in time came." Gabrielle said as the waiter came out with their food, "Wow, that was fast."

Dr. Williamson and Gabrielle talked while they ate. They talked about the theater, dance (tap, jazz, ballet, and such), great composers and musicians. When the check came Gabrielle offered to pay for her meal but Dr. Williamson insisted she keep her money and said it was his way of thanking her for the day before. Gabrielle thought he was being overly nice but said nothing and put her money away.

When they left the resturant Gabrielle turned her phone on to see the time and found that it was only twelve-forty-five. Dr. Williamson sugested a little window shoping to pass the time. As they walked down the street away from the opera house Dr. Williamson told her more about the history of he buildings they passed. Gabrielle saw a dress she liked and pulled out a note pad. She wrote down where she was, the name of the store, and the description of the dress, then put the pad away and continued walking. She did this with a couple more stores and when Dr. Williamson asked her what she was doing she told him that she was writing down what she liked so that when she had more time she could go buy them.

They started to head back to the opera house when it was one-ten.

As they walked back Dr. Williamson asked, "I don't mean to pry but back in the resturant you kept talking about your parents but yesturday you became upset when your father called, why is that?"

"My mother and father got devorced when I was very young and then they both remarried. I don't consider my FATHER to be my DAD because he was never really there for me. My mom met my step-dad when I was three and he's always been their for me, so as far as I'm concerned he's my father figure." Gabrielle replied, "My FATHER is a drunken fool who doesn't know how to respect himself, never mind his wife and son. I haven't seen him, or any of them for that matter in three years. My brother calls me once a month to keep in touch though."

Again Gabrielle scolded herself for letting out so much information. She didn't know what it was, but there was something about Dr. Williamson that just made her want to pour out her life story and get everything off her chest. She didn't have a hard life persay but it wasn't exactly easy either. Becky was they only one she ever trusted and personal information but her gut feeling was telling her that this man walking with her could be trusted even more.

Was it becuase he said he was a psychiatrist? No, no it was something about him, not his title. The energy that she felt when around him was comforting and made her feel protected even if she didn't know him very well. Gabrielle had never felt this safe before, except when her mother took her father to court three years ago to pull visitation from him when she had become frightened of his drinking habbits and where they might lead.

Gabrielle knew she should be a lot more careful but for some reason she didn't see the need. When Dr. Williamson had sat with her on the balcony of the opera house and took off his glasses, Gabrielle felt his as if his ice blue eyes could see into every corner of her soul. It was all most unnerving.

"It sounds like you had the courage to make the desision to stay away from your father and keep youself safe. Unfortunatly addicts don't like to be told they have a problem and as a result almost never take responsibility for what they've done." Dr. Williamson said as they sat on one of the benches in front of the opera house.

Dr. Williamson sat about an arms length away from Gabrielle, he didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable.

"Mum has told me that a couple of times. Most of the time I don't even think about him because I'm focused on my school work and my friends." Gabrielle said, "Is that wrong? After all he is my father, whether I like it or not. Is it rude not to think about him?"

"No, no its not. You have to live your life the way you want and not let the past pull you down. If he is no longer in your life then he is part of your past and you have no obligation to him." Dr. Williamson said and he saw relief in her eyes.

Gabrielle gave a sigh and nodded her head a little. Dr. Williamson watched quietly as Gabrielle fought back tears like she had the day before when her father had called. One lonely tear escaped and Gabrielle was quick to wipe it away not wanting to be seen as weak, she hated it when people thought she was weak.

Dr. Williamson understood that the subject of her father was too hard for Gabrielle to talk about in public so he decided to talk more about the history of Paris. The talked for the next seven minutes untill her bus arrived. Before she left she pulled a peice of paper from her note pad and wrote her name and cell number on it.

"Here's my number. I forgot to give it to you yesterday when you gave me yours. I don't know what you'd need it for but..." Gabrielle said as she handed the peice of paper to Dr. Williamson as they stood up.

"Thank you. You said yesterday that you would be at the Eifle Tower tomorrow right?" Dr. Williamson asked.

(A/N: Try follow'n that one readers. lol)

"Yes I will. I should go now, before the bus leaves." Gabrielle answered and turned to leave, "Bye"

"Good Bye." Dr. Williamson said as he watched Gabrielle run to the bus.

Gabrielle got to the bus right before the doors closed. She appologized to the driver then looked for Becky.

"I'm over here Gab." Becky said as she waved her hand to get her friends attention.

Gabrielle walked own the isle to her friend and sat down as the bus started to move. Becky turned to Gabrielle and looked at her with a smile.

"What?" Gabrielle asked.

"So...How did your little date go?" Becky replied with a mischievous grin.

"It wasn't a date!" Gabrielle exclamed softly.

"Oh? Then what was it?" Becky asked.

"Lunch, just lunch. God Beck I've known the guy for a day and besides you were invited as well, but you turned it down." Gabrielle replied.

"So, he still asked you while you two were on the balcony. And who paid? You, him, or did you split it?" asked Becky.

"He did. I offered to pay for my meal but he refused. He said it was his way of paying me back for saving those vases." Gabrielle replied.

"See!" Becky exclaimed quietly, "That is soooo a date, and you know it!"

"Fine, call it what you want, but I don't consider it one. And anyway weren't you telling me yesterday when we got back to the room that you didn't like him that much, that he gave you a bad feeling?" Gabrielle asked.

"Yes, but like I told you after that, I think its only because he said he was a psychiatrist and you know how I don't trust them. But you're not his patient so I'm not as worried. Besides most of the time your gut feeling is way more accurate than mine, and you don't seem to have a problem with him." Becky replied.

"Good point." Gabrielle said and she started telling Becky about her time with Dr. Williamson.

Like the day before Dr. Lector watched Gabrielle's bus pull away before walking to his car. As he drove toward his house he realized that Gabrielle was a lot like Clarice. She had a strong will to keep in controll of herself. She was honest and polite to him. And she respected and cared for people who didn't seem to give a second thought about her.

Dr. Lector sensed that Gabrielle had some deep wounds in her heart from her father that she needed to heal and decided that he would be the one to help her do that. When he got back to his house he grabbed a wine glass from the kitchen cabinet and a bottle of wine from his wine cellar and headed to the patio that was off of the living room. Dr. Lector sat himself at the table in the corner and poured his wine. He took a sip then sat back and closed his eyes, entering his memory palace. It was time for him to make a new room.

When he was finished he left and opened his eyes. He took a sip of wine and pulled Gabrielle's number out of his pocket. Her handwriting was suprizingly neat for having writen so fast. Dr. Lector looked out into the countryside and thought about his hour and a half he spent with Gabrielle.

Dr. Lector was happy with his decision to buy a house in the countryside rather than an appartment in the city. It was nice and quiet here so he didn't have to exert any extra energy to block out any unwanted noise...

Hmmmmmmmm... Wanna know what happens next? Can't promise anything but I think you'll like it!!! Reviews Please!!!!!!