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Poison	By : Zarafla_Kirtan-Pherrin Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > Treasure Planet Views: 643 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Paired Couple: Jim HawkinsXDimitri Sudayev/SLASH!/Lemon
A/N: As always, the usual legal technicalities are still in place. And the warnings are just the same. Enjoy another segment!
There was an unusual spring in Jim's steps the next morning. Sarah, who was busy tending to a boiling pot of stew on the stove, looked over at her son and noted the light in his eyes.
"What has you so chipper this morning?"
Jim sat down at the kitchen table five feet away. "Oh, it's just a nice day out." He remarked.
"And you're up early?"
"Well, I do have therapy today. I thought I'd just be up so I can get breakfast."
"I see. Well, I'm glad you're in higher spirits today." Sarah took a ladle from a drawer and began scooping portions into several bowls on a serving tray.
"Here, let me." Sarah was shocked when her son took the ladle out of her hand and began filling the bowls himself. There was a tender smile on his face.
"Okay, what's going on, Jim? You don't voluntarily help out like this unless you're trying to hide something."
He looked up at her. "Mom," he laughed. "Can't I just help?"
Figuring that she'd never figure out her son, Sarah sat down at the table. "So do you talk to Dr. Sudayev now, or are you still giving him the silent treatment?"
"Uhh... Yea. Yea, we talk now. Talked a little bit yesterday."
"Well, that's great! What did you end up talking about?"
"Uhh... Well, he wants our sessions to be... private and confidential, so I probably shouldn't discuss them."
"Oh."
"Well, I'll go ahead and take these out." Jim grabbed the serving tray and headed into the public dining room. For some reason, she thought that his face was a little red. When she dismissed the thought, Dr. Doppler walked through the kitchen door.
"I thought I'd run into you here." He smiled. "I noticed that Jim was just serving breakfast. It's a little..."
"Odd?" Sarah finished for him.
"Yea!" Delbert sat down across from her.
"It's strange, but he seems happier. I haven't seen him this content since he was eleven." She smiled. "But I guess I have Dr. Sudayev to thank. I guess he's finally getting through to Jim."
"Is he?" Doppler asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion. "Just yesterday, I asked Jim if he was talking to Sudayev yet. He said he wasn't, even when Sudayev held Jim at the office for an extra thirty minutes just to get him to talk. According to Jim, though, it didn't work."
Sarah crossed her arms. "He told you that?"
Delbert shrugged, at a loss.
"Hmm... I think there's something going on that Jim doesn't want us to know about..."
"What makes you say that?"
"He lied to us, Delbert! Or to one of us! Not to mention, he's acting weird lately. He's up early for the first time since he graduated. He's helping out around the Inn without me asking him. He's in a better mood than I've seen him in."
"I see..."
At that moment, Jim walked through the door, burdened with a pile of dirty dishes. He settled them in the sink and filled it with water and soap.
"Hi, Dr. Doppler! You taking me to therapy today? I should be going real soon."
Delbert gave Sarah a wide-eyed expression, shocked at Jim's polite attitude. Sarah gave back a look that said, "I know, right?"
"Aren't you going to eat anything before you go, Jim?" She asked. "You did want breakfast earlier."
"It's okay. I'll eat when I get back." He turned to her and gave her a hug. "Have a good day, mom. I'll be back in three hours." And he headed out the kitchen door, seeming a bit eager to get going.
Delbert sat there for a minute, looking like he lost a few braincells, before following after him.
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About two hours later, Jim was making his way through the corridors and to the familiar door. Before he could knock, however, the door opened. Standing there in the threshold was Dimitri, casually leaning against the frame with both hands in his pockets. Today, the therapist wore a green vest over a white shirt and black jeans. His smile was contagious and Jim found himself smiling back.
"You're five minutes late." Dimitri said playfully.
"Like you care."
"Fair enough. You ready for your appointment?"
Jim slid off his leather coat. "More than you know."
The therapist grabbed him by his shirt collar and pulled him inside, quickly shutting and locking the door.
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The weeks passed and everyone at the Inn noticed Jim's happier demeanor. It seemed that every day that he left to therapy and came back, the brunette delinquent was smiling and socializing more. He even spoke to Mrs. Gunwoody, the impatient and snippy resident at the Inn. He actually made her smile a few times, which was thought of as impossible.
Sarah was glad that her son turned a new leaf, but she was still convinced that Jim was hiding something. She grilled Delbert into asking him what was going on, but Delbert just shrugged and said he would get to it when he saw reason to. So she just left it at that. But it didn't stop Sarah from talking about the possible things that could be going on with Jim, which was short of far-fetched. This evening was one such occasion that Sarah and Delbert discussed the topic.
"I just really don't understand how Jim changed! I mean, if he's still refusing to talk during therapy, then why is his mood changing? It's nice to see him cleaning up his act, but it's still not like him."
"Well, maybe he just finally realized that he was heading down a bad path."
"That can't be it, though." She mused. "No one changes like that over night."
"Maybe you should request a progress report from Dr. Sudayev. I'm sure he can fill you in on those sessions."
"You're right, Delbert! Perhaps Sudayev can explain to me what's going on."
"And if he reports nothing of significance?"
"Then I'll let this all go. I'll just come to terms that Jim really did change for the better."
Delbert slumped in his chair, relieved that he wouldn't have to stay late to discuss this in circles anymore. As soon as Sudayev delivered a progress report, it would put both Sarah and himself at peace.
Sarah penned a note on a scrap of paper and gave it to Delbert. "Here. You can deliver this tomorrow after you drop off Jim at community service. Now, I don't want him to catch on if he really is hiding something though. Jim won't tell us anything, if he can help it."
Delbert took the note and sighed, shaking his head in disbelief. "You're really adamant about this, aren't you?"
"Wouldn't you be? His behavior scares me a little."
Doppler reached across the arm of the chair he was sitting in and took a hold of Sarah's shoulder in comfort. "It's going to be okay." He smiled over his glasses. "You'll see. Maybe Sudayev and Jim are talking now and Jim is getting the help that he needs." He stood up and headed towards the front door. "Goodnight, Sarah."
"I think you might be right, Delbert. Goodnight." She smiled, going up the stairs to her room as the door closed.
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A/N: If only they knew what was really going on... ^^ Wait till the next segment! That's where things get interesting...
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