Well...what with work, the net going on me and moving out of my parents house I simply haven't had the time to update anything so hopefully this should make up for that- at least I'm hoping so.

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Chapter Three

When the nurse had said a 'few' tests, Usagi had assumed as most people would, that she would be seeing her doctor about her eating disorder and getting her back on her feet again, but she was surprised to see another doctor greet them at the doors. Where was Dr Johnson? She narrowed her eyes slightly at the woman, instantly taking a dislike to her- she didn't care that she had never seen this person before or the fact that she didn't actually have any valid reason for disliking her but she simply felt the need to do so. She wasn't going to dwell on it, she couldn't be bothered to at the moment.

"Here we go Dr Valentine, Miss Tsukino for you." The nurse gave them both a smile before leaving the wheelchair-bound girl with the woman.

"Miss Tsukino...or can I call you Usagi?" The cold stare she received answered her question, "Well, as you wish. Now Dr Johnson has been called away so I'll be taking your sessions for the time being- at least, the counselling sessions." She walked around to the back of the chair and began to slowly push the girl further into the hell that was called a hospital. "Lets just get you into my office and we'll have a little chat."

Chat. Yeah. Sure. Usagi frowned, staring ahead of her but making sure she paid attention to where they were going. She knew most of the one side of the hospital off by heart thanks to all those sessions she had had with her favourite doctor but this part she simply hadn't a clue and she really, really didn't like that fact. She wanted to know where she was just in case she had to get out- not that she could move at the moment but the information would always be valuable to her because who knows what could happen in the future? Besides, the physical injuries would heal soon enough- even faster if she happened to transform into her other self, not that she had any desire to do so, that would simply alert everyone that she was alive and back. That, she decided, was something she most certainly did not want. And so she allowed the woman to push her deeper into the hospital with its depressing white walls and whispering people.

With a start, she noticed that she was being pushed into a room, and she looked about her in confusion. Surely she had just been thinking that she would make sure she was keeping a good eye on where she was? When had they turned into this corridor for this room? She bit her lip ever so slightly as she shook her head mentally. She was going mad, that had to be the answer.

"Now then," Dr Valentine wheeled the girl in front of her desk before she moved behind it, sitting down on the rather uncomfortable looking chair that squeaked ever so slightly as she did so- Usagi amused herself with the thought that the woman was slightly overweight...not that the woman was but she liked to think it. "Lets get started shall we?" She picked up a rather thick folder and opened it, giving Usagi a glimpse of some pictures that were on the top of the pile. She almost recoiled.

"You seem to have quite the history with this hospital, I don't think I've seen anyone have so many injuries as you seem to have had in the last four or five years...now I must ask, with this many broken bones and bruises, do you have any problems at home with your family? Perhaps your father is a bit heavy handed when it comes to discipline, or perhaps your mother...?"

Usagi saw red. How dare this woman, this human, accuse her family of harming her in any way? At least, any physical way? She had no right and Usagi was not going to stand for it.

"How dare you." Her voice was still quiet and still unused to being used all of a sudden after such a long period of time. "My parents would never dream of doing something like that. If you had read my file you would already know that Dr Johnson has been through this with me." Her voice was icy, not holding back the hate she was feeling for the woman in front of her. Her fingers clenched the arms of her chair slightly.

"Well, we got a reaction out of you. I was under the impression that you were like Fort Knox- I'm glad to see that that rumour is a fake." Dr Valentine gave a smile, like it was amusing watching this girl bristle so much over such a comment. "Perhaps we can get you to tell us how you have such injuries? Who knows maybe you will turn into quite the case study." So that was it. Usagi hated the woman even more. She had no desire to suddenly become the subject of everyone's attention as a study.

As the doctor continued to ask such rude and intrusive questions, Usagi simply sat there staring coldly ahead, not letting the words get to her. She couldn't allow herself to let the words get through- such hateful questions, as if suddenly her family was the cause of everything, as if everything had been caused by her truest friends. She wanted so badly to scream from the rooftops that as the suited soldier Sailor Moon she was bound to get injuries. Was it her fault that it carried over to her civilian form? Was it her fault that for some reason people she had thought to be friends turned on her and told her that she was no longer needed to be their leader, their princess? She mentally slapped herself again as she realised the woman was getting to her. She almost cried as the nurse from earlier came in and announced that Dr Johnson wanted to see his patient before she could go eat.

Thankfully, the nurse was the one to take the girl back to her room. Usagi bowed her head ever so slightly so that her bangs could hide her eyes as they went through the hospital to where her room was situated. She wanted to hide the fact that her eyes were glistening ever so slightly with tears. Oh, how she wanted to hurt that woman but even she could not begin to wish hurt on her. She hated fighting, hated wnating people to get hurt, even if perhaps they deserved it. Maybe that was why she was sitting here today? She was too soft hearted, always wanting to believe that every person had some good in their hearts- she really had to stop believing that and allowing herself to hate so much that it blackened her heart even more. But she simply could not do it.

Looking up, she blinked, startled to look into the eyes of Setsuna.

"What?" She asked confused completely as she looked up to the nurse who had moved to the side of her.

"Dr Johnson will be along shortly, but he has allowed your friend here to visit for a little longer whilst you wait for him." She gave the two a smile before she left the two alone, closing the two behind her as she left.

Usagi looked at the older woman before she allowed her eyes to wander over her and then to the other side of the room to where the window was. Setsuna gave a small shiver as she watched those eyes go over her body. She wanted so much to have those eyes full of life again instead of the cold, dead orbs that had stared at her. Looking to the window, she moved to the chair and moved the girl over before lifting her easily and putting her onto the bed. She was so light. A new wave of guilt washed over the older woman as she stared at the girl she loved so much- the girl both she and Hotaru loved with all of their heart, body and soul.

"Its not your fault," Usagi commented softly as she seemed to notice the guilt wash over Setsuna. "Its not your fault you were prevented from knowing, its not anyone's fault really. I blame only myself."

"But you can't do that!" Setsuna dropped next to her on the bed. "Thinking that is why your hear Usagi, please...why won't you let us share your pain? Your our princess but above all your our most dearest friend and we want to be there for you...please, let us help you carry the burden?" Setsuna wasn't one to plead but she wanted so much to help her.

"There isn't anything for you to carry Sets," The woman almost seemed to brighten at the nickname, "I decided a long time ago that I'm not the girl everyone wanted me to be and thats just something I have to deal with. I want to die."

Before the woman could say anything, Dr Johnson came storming into the room, his face black as thunder and the two of them jumped slightly as the door slammed shut again.

"That woman is the worst doctor this hospital...no...this country has and will ever know!" Usagi just looked at him as if he had grown another head whilst Setsuna simply sat there, completely unfased by the sudden outburst. "You!" He pointed at the shocked Usagi, "Are never to see that Valentine woman again! Her conduct with patients is completely unaccaptable."

"What did she do?" Whilst on the outside Setsuna was the picture of cool, on the inside she was hopelessly confused.

"She asked incredibly rude and personal questions of my patient that had a nurse passing by had not overheard would have gotten away with. That woman ought to be struck off! What did she say to you?" He demanded.

Usagi looked at him before she had to look away. She wanted to look anywhere but the two of them, their eyes staring into hers, bringing back those questions that had hurt almost more than the jibes and taunts she had lived with for most of her life. "She accused my parents of being violent, when she knows perfectly well they didn't do anything...she also mentioned a paper she was writing..." She almost flinched at his growl.

"Please calm down," Setsuna stood up and looked down at Usagi, "I'm sure between us this doctor woman will no longer be seeing you. She is obviously a very rude and insensitive person who has no right to go about accusing people of such things." She bent down slightly and dropped a light kiss on the girl's forhead, before brushing her bangs out of the still eyes. "I'll come see you tomorrow, Hotaru wantes to come and see you as well." She gave a nod to the doctor and slipped from the room, silently planning her revenge on the woman who had probably set her love's progress back.

Dr Johnson sighed and dropped into the chair. "I apologise, i should not have gotten like I did but that woman is the bane of my life here, every time I have a patient that I work hard to help, she comes along and tries to ruin everything- sometimes successfully. I simply don't want her to ruin your chances of getting better, because I'm still waiting for you to give me a brilliant and true smile." He glared at the girl, who looked back at him, "And don't think I've forgotten what I've heard from your family and friends about the girl you really are underneath all of this. I will see her if its the last thing I do."

Usagi was slightly stunned. She had always thought she would never meet anyone again who truely wanted her to recover and become the happy go lucky girl she had once been such a long time ago. She considered it for a moment before she gave a small, almost true smile.

"I'll see what I can do doctor." She didn't promise but the fact she had said it meant all the difference to him. She was willing to try and get over what was bothering her. Perhaps she would open up and let him into her life, to help her get better and perhaps she would also let her friends see the girl they missed.

"That woman Setsuna?" He looked at her to make sure he got the name right, "And the other one, Hotaru?" She nodded, confused but not showing it. "They seem to care about you slightly more than the others, may I ask why?"

She didn't answer. She didn't know the answer to that question. How could she know? She had always assumed that even the outers would leave her alone, even though they had obviously torn that idea of hers up and thrown it out of the window.

He gathered he wasn't going to get an answer so tried a different tact. "How do you feel about them?" He pried gently, wanting more than anything to get a real, true answer from her.

Usagi looked back out of the window, watching a drop of rain slide down the windowpane. How did she feel about them?

"I don't know."

End

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