Nah, it's funny when you guys are chatty.
Well we flew to Philly, then drove down to Valley Forge, then to Gettysburg, then Annapolis, then DC. The whole trip was fantastic, and made me think of how much I'll miss my class after graduation. *sniff*
Anyways...
Here's Eric (Eric, right?) *checks* Yes, Eric.
Dr. Jennings sits in her swivel chair, wearing black pants, a white blouse and a black vest. She takes out her pen and paper, faces the second CSI patient of the third week, who wears jeans and a dress shirt, and turns on the recorder to begin the session.
Dr. Jennings: Hi Eric! How are you?
Eric: Fine.
Dr. J: You don’t sound fine.
E: I got called in to a 6 am crime scene. I’m a little tired.
Dr. J: That’s unfortunate. Sorry about that, Eric.
E:…
Dr. J: I wanted to ask you how the group session went, in your opinion.
E: Then ask.
Dr. J:…
E:…
Dr. J: Okay what is going on? Eric, I now you’re stubborn but today…what’s going on?
E: Nothing.
Dr. J: Well then how did the group session go, in your opinion?
E: Alexx is lying to us.
Dr. J: Besides that.
E: It was fine. Wolfe is so annoying though…he thinks that now he’s like my best friend or something just because of what happened.
Dr. J: And you're still not willing to be his friend?
E: We're just coworkers.
Dr. J: You seem to be friendly with Horatio, Calleigh and Alexx.
E:...
Dr. J: And you were with Speedle.
E: *flares nostrils*
Dr. J:...I'm sorry, Eric. But you see, we need to talk about this.
E: I got a call from dispatch and they said Speed was dead. That's all. I wasn't there, I didn't see it, I don't even know what happened to this day. So what is there to talk about? *clenches fists*
Dr. J: Your feelings.
E: *rolls eyes*
So like a therapist.
Dr. J: Well, thanks, I am a therapist.
E: I don't feel anything about it except the fact that Wolfe should get his skinny, white ass outa my way and stop trying to take the place of Speed. Because he can't. No one can.
Dr. J: No one can take his place but Ryan can try. He can try to do the best job he can without searching for your affection...all he wants is to be part of the team.
E: Too bad.
Dr. J: I don't want to spend this whole session discussing why you don't like Ryan. You're here to mend this team, as well as fix personal issues and I can tell...anyone with half a brain could tell that you're angry, Eric. I really want to help you but to do that I need your help.
E:...*pouts*
Dr. J: Eric...
E:...*crosses arms*
Dr. J: Please just be fair here, level with me-
E (interupting, angry, blows up): Well I don't consider it
fair that the whole team is pissed off at me because I'm late when I have to take care of everyone! And then there's the whole Stetler thing...and my sister and the drugs and not to mention the fact that my f***ing
job is on the line. I can't take the fact that everyone wants to 'help' me when no one gets the fact that they
can't!
Dr. J: I understand that you're in a lot of pain, Eric...Eric, you need to take a deep breath.
E: I don't need to do anything. I shouldn't be here, ya know I could be with my family...or working...
Dr. J: Consider this your hour where you can just relax and forget everything and talk about what is bothering you the other 167 hours in the week.
E:...you can't help me.
Dr. J: Not if you're not willing to let me help you.
E: *eyes doctor*
Dr. J: *eyes Eric*
E: *takes deep breath* No. *gets up* I'll come to the group sessions but this crap is
over. Waste of my time.
Dr. J: Eric, you can't just leave. We could play another game...
E: Don't you understand, you mad woman?
Dr. J: No. Help me understand, then I can help you.
E (yelling): You. Can't. Help. Me.
Dr. J: Eric, let me...
E: NO! Look, doc, the rest of the team might not mind you probing into their private lives but I have a family to take care of and a job to do, so if you don't mind, I am out of here.
Dr. J: I do mind. You still have...20 minutes.
E: Well then you have 20 minutes to relax, because I am
so done with this. I can't take it anymore. *leaves, slams door*
[Note: At this time Dr. Jennings walks after Eric and the rest is slightly unaccurate information from Dr. Jennings' memory]
Dr. J: *gets up, follows Eric out, catches him in halls* Eric!
E: *turns around, rolls eyes* What.
Dr. J: Please, come back. You can just sit there, but I can't let you go like this...you're hurting and you need to talk to someone.
E (sarcastic): Yeah, sure.
Dr. J: Eric...
E: *walks out of halls*
Dr. J: *follows to parking lot*
E: Just leave me alone, doc. *gets into Hummer*
Dr. J: Eric, wait.
E: What.
Dr. J: *takes deep breath* I'll tell you how Tim Speedle died.
E (interested): Why would I want to know? I could ask H anyways.
Dr. J: You don't want to upset him, so you won't ask, but Eric, I figure out people's feelings for a living, I know that you want to know.
E: Well not from you!
Starts to rain
Dr. J: Eric, please! Let me help you. if you drive away now, you're refusing to help yourself, your team, your family...Eric, Speedle would have wanted you to be happy! He would have wanted you to get rid of all this crap that's weighing you down and be free and happy!
E:...*gets out of Hummer*
Dr. J: *takes Eric's hand*
E: *sighs* Sorry.
Dr. J: It's okay. *walks back into office, holding Eric's hand*
[Note: Recorded session resumes]
E: We're out of time.
Dr. J: Okay, then Eric, you have to promise me something.
E: What.
Dr. J: Ask Horatio how Speedle died.
E: It's
Speed. I wouldn't do that to H.
Dr. J: Well then think on it. And Eric...
E: *stands up* What.
Dr. J: It's going to be okay.
E:...okay. *leaves*
Dr. Jennings makes some notes, turns off the recorder, and leaves, worried.
Next session: Calleigh.
Well? This is my last update until sometime later this week, if I can, during school. So, hope it's been good. Now we enter school, where I'll have tons of homework to do...and tons of time from procrastination.
Thanks for maiing this wonderful, guys.
-Lilly
