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Jack shook his head and calmed down. He wasn't going to yell anymore. The situation would only levitate into a shouting match, and he didn't want that. What kind of shrink would he be if he caused more pain? "What do you see in your dreams, Amnity?" the Psychologist took a step closer, "What haunts you so?"

Jack hugged her without saying a word or performing an action(except for the hug) that would reveal that he had heard her. The psychologist had been told since the early stages of his life that he was a great hug-giver, and due to that revelation Jack had gone throughout life believing that a hug could cure nearly anything. Unfortunately hugs and kisses do not logically heal schizophrenia. And he backed off quietly and tapped her nose lightly with his right index finger whilst his other hand rummaged through his other pocket. "That's all I needed to now, sweetie."

Jack withdrew out a tape recorder, and pressed the record button. He began to speak: "Amnity Belmont, age.... like 20 maybe, has shown symptoms, or at least revealed to me," Jack smirked at Amnity before continuing, "The possibility of Post-Traumatic Disorder in the form of nightmares just about whenever she sleeps. This causes unintentional but forced insomniac actions, which may escalate into acclimated insomnia. It seems curable, pending on the severity of the nightmares, but will escalate if not treated in many different ways. Considering her career I can probably guess that Combat Stress Reaction; AKA Shell Shock may be responsible. Although I can not be so sure, and the only way to do that is through continual conversation and interview of Amnity....

"Hence, My Prognosis is as follows: Continued performance of said ailment may cause chronic insomnia, and the trauma itself may elevate past only nightmares and become a steady thought within her mind. Threatening impairment in social functions, even more than already is. I will be giving her a prescription for Propranolol and will be speaking to her again." Jack pressed the 'STOP' button and pocketed the device. He placed a comforting hand on Amnity's shoulder.

"It'll be okay and we'll be speaking again soon. Promise." Jack turned and walked off.

((Exit Infirmary))

"Am? Am, you feeling better?" Twi asked as he peaked into her room. She wasn't there...That's odd. "Am? Where are you?"

He continued down the hall, opening doors to see if his hospitalized friend was anywhere. Peering inside one of the rooms, he caught sight of an injured vampire. Twi was about to continue his search down the hall, but when he looked in closer, he saw her sitting on a chair. "Hello? Amnity?"

Twi smiled at her, then his eyes trailed down to her body. The hospital gown wasn't stylish, but it managed to define her thin waist and sexy curves. His face reddened as he looked back Amnity's red eyes, hoping that she didn't notice him staring. What the hell is wrong with me!? She already has a boyfriend for goodness sakes! He mentally beat himself up. God I'm such a pervert!

"How are you feeling Am? Are you getting enough rest?" Twi asked politely, taking a steap back because he noticed that they were a bit too close to each other.

"Well...If that doctor says that you're still not well enough to leave then you can't leave yet. Maybe...You should try to get some sleep Am. The sooner you recover, the better." Twi wanted Amnity to get out of the hospital as much as she does herself, but he wasn't going to risk her getting into more trouble. And knowing Amnity, she should be back in the hospital the day after she gets out.

"Here, I'll bring you back to your room." He offered as he led her back to her own room.

Twi was a bit confused at her sudden fear of sleeping.

"Uhh...I think you should though Am. If you want to get healthy enough to leave, then you have to get some rest." Twi did know that she hated hospitals though. He tried to use the 'vegetables then dessert' method. "Come on Amnity, it isn't hard is it? I mean...You're just sleeping."

Kuro yawned as he got out of bed, he looked around to see if anyone was still there. Finding no one, he walked lazily out of the room. "Hey Amnity, you still around?" he said, hoping he wasn`t calling on deaf ears. He was immediatly attracted to the beeping of the blood pressure monitor. He walked over to it and lifted up the sheet. He stared in shock at Amnity`s sweating face. He grabbed her by the shoulders and began to shake, first lightly then heavily. "Aw sommon Amnity wake up!"