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From: Tikatu Sent: 1/11/2006 8:41 PM
Friday, June 22, 2068, 11:00 a.m.
Elise sighed before knocking on the door that now stood in front of her. What am I going say? I'm going nuts, get me off this island? Oh, I suppose I'll just have to tell it like it is. Elise raised her hand and knocked.
"Come in."
Elise opened the door to find Dianne typing away on her computer.
"Dr. Tracy, do you have a sec?"
Dianne smiled and stood up. "Sure, I'm just updating computer files. What's on your mind?"
It didn't take long for Elise to 'let it all out' as she sat there, pausing only to get a look of sympathy from Dianne, who listened patiently and observed the body language of the young pilot. She could understand Elise's feelings of frustration with being 'cooped up' as the pilot had put it. Elise finished by summing up, "After all, it's not like we're all living on Walton's Mountain!"
Dianne couldn't help but chuckle at the comparison. She was sure Jeff would not see the humor in a comment like that, and she made a mental note not to repeat it in front of him and especially not in front of Gordon!
As Elise talked, one thing kept popping into Dianne's mind: 'Closure' She began to realize that maybe Elise hadn't had the closure she needed after the accident. Yes, the girl had overcome some of her initial training fears and had coped surprisingly well since, but there was an underlying issue that wasn't going to go away anytime soon, unless....
"Elise? Has your fear of the ocean always been so evident, or is it something you just tucked away?"
Elise was caught off guard by the question. "Well, I, er, I guess I hadn't thought about it for years, until I came here. I mean, my other piloting jobs rarely involved being near so much water. Since my parents died, I've never wanted to be near an ocean."
"Hmm. I see," replied Dianne.
Elise was sharp enough to pick up that something was bothering Dianne. "What is it? What are you thinking?"
The doctor didn't answer right away, instead continuing with another question. "Did your nightmares surface AFTER the helijet crash or have you always had them?"
Elise began to feel a little uncomfortable with where this was heading. She repositioned herself in her chair before answering. "When I was younger, sure. I had them almost all the time, it seemed. As the years went by, I had them less and less. Then, after the accident... well, they came back. Dr. Tracy, I don't mean to be impertinent, but do you think you could get authorization to get me some R and R and off the island for a few days? I really need it."
Dianne looked thoughtfully at Elise. "I don't think a change of scenery and some downtime will make it all better, Elise. I do think you need some time away from the island, but what I really think you need is some closure."
Elise looked blankly at her "What do you mean 'closure'?"
Dianne then proceeded to tell Elise about Jeff and their visit to the cabin, and the crash site. "The whole incident had affected me more than I ever knew, and being there brought all those feelings I had at the time of the rescue, back to the surface. Jeff and I were able to come to terms with what happened and emotionally start to heal. It wasn't easy, but both of us knew we'd found the closure we needed by being there, and I think it may help you too, Elise." Dianne watched as the girl said nothing and looked towards the floor.
"Elise?" Her voice was softer now, "I know that you saw the wreck when Gordon took you to pick up your things in New York, but you weren't ready then to face it all. Now I think you are. Do you think you are?"
Elise raised her head, her eyes meeting with Dianne's. "I hadn't really thought about it, but if you think it's what I need, then I'll go. Everything you've helped me with so far has worked, so I don't see why I shouldn't give it a shot." She smiled weakly.
"Good girl. I'll start making arrangements so that the team will be covered in your absence. I would like someone to go with you, so I'll first check with Jeff."
Dianne gave Elise a few more words of encouragement and a hug before the pilot left her office. Alone again, she sat back down at her desk and called Jeff to let him know she needed to discuss a serious matter with him as soon as he had a free moment.
Later that evening in their private suite, Dianne brought up the conversation she'd had with Elise. Although she didn't quote all the details, due to doctor-patient confidentiality, she made it clear that his pilot needed this trip.
"I see. So, who do you think would be most suitable to accompany her?" Jeff asked, walking up behind his wife to gently massage her shoulders.
"Hmmmm." Her soft groan made him smile and he planted a small kiss on the nape of her neck. "Jeff, you'll make me lose my concentration on what I'm saying!"
"I hope so," he said huskily.
"I gave it some thought earlier and I think Scott would be the best choice... that is, if he wants to go."
Jeff's hands stopped momentarily. "Scott? I'm not so sure, Dianne. I mean..."
Dianne cut him off as he started to massage again. "If you're worried about TB1 being covered, don't. If there's a call-out, Alan is more than capable of flying TB1, and he's here if TB3 is needed."
She turned in his arms and he encircled them around her waist. "What are you thinking?" she asked, seeing a concerned look on her husband's face.
"I just had a flashback to one of the first times Alan flew One. He almost slipped off an oil rig with her."
Dianne smiled and kissed his already bare chest, then gently rubbed her fingers across it and down towards his abdomen, causing a sharp intake of breath on her husband's part. "Alan'll be fine, Jeff. You know it and Ah know it. So, can you let Scott go?" she asked in between soft kisses on his body.
She took his mumbled reply to mean 'yes'. With that issue resolved, they found their way to the bed and continued with a more pleasurable issue.
written by FrankieCTB2
98% pure evil...and loving every minute of it.
 
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