Paul and Stephanie walked out of the building and got into his car. As they drove out of the parking lot Stephanie whined, "How much longer does this have to go on? Every day I come here and go through the same things over and over, then we go home and I feel so tired. I can't live like this."

Paul glanced at his wife. She did look very tired and sad. She always did lately but he knew this was unavoidable and it would hopefully be behind them soon. "I know I keep telling you the same thing all of the time Steph but this really will be over soon okay? You're doing really well in your sessions now and you look healthier too." This wasn't actually true but he wanted to give her confidence that things were actually getting better.

"Well I don't feel better. I feel tired all of the time. I have no energy to do anything. I get home and I'm too tired to do anything with the girls. It really gets to me Paul." She sounded so tired even as she complained about exactly that.

"When we get home you can try to sleep for an hour if you need to before Shane and Marissa come over. They're going to bring the boys too."

Stephanie shook her head in confusion as she replied, "I forgot Shane was coming over." Paul hated to see his wife so confused like this so often. She was putting so much effort into her therapy that she would forget things like this sometimes even if it had only been a few hours since he told her about it.

"Can we do that tomorrow night? I want to see them but I can't do it tonight. This has been one of the toughest days Paul, it really has."

"Okay, I'll call Shane when we get home. I'm sure he won't mind. Do you want me to run you a bath when we get in?"

She was asleep.

Stephanie felt a lot better the next morning as she walked into the doctor's office. She had something she wanted to talk to him about. He motioned for her to sit on the couch as usual, "Good morning Stephanie, you look a lot better this morning. Did you sleep well?"

"I always sleep well doc. That's kind of strange right? I mean shouldn't I have night terrors?"

"You probably will do at some point, but if you do then it's nothing to be scared about." He picked up his note pad with her name on the cover. "Shall we get started? You're a little late arriving today."

She looked down, "I was uh... thinking so I kind of lost track of time while I was getting ready. I want to talk to you about something different today."

He turned over to a new page in the book and wrote something down, "We can talk about anything you like but please don't mumble like that."

She looked up, "Sorry. I was thinking I might be ready to talk to my family tonight. You know, about everything."

He smiled, "That's good. I think it would be a better idea if you only speak to Paul first but it's your decision. If you're sure you're ready then this is a big step forward."

Stephanie looked determined now, "No, I want to speak to Paul and to my dad and my brother. I've gone through this so many times with you, I only want to have to do it once with them. I know I've tried to get out of this so many times before but seriously, can we not do this today? I'll be too tired by the time I get home if we spend all day on it."

The doc considered that request for a second, "Okay we'll leave it for today if you promise you won't change your mind about talking to your family. Deal?"

"Deal."

He sat back in his chair, "Well, is there anything else you would like to talk about? You'll be charged for this session anyway so we may as well use it if we can."

She nodded, "Yes, there is something else. I want to talk about when I testify against John Cena."