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To: [Lorna]
From: [Jim]
Subject: No subject

I have a notice in my inbox. From Amelia. Co-signed by Charles and Moira. It's asking me nicely to take myself off active duty. Because this weekend they were approached by teammates who think I'm "at risk" and they can't ignore that. With the implication that if I don't this goes to the COs.

What did you do?

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To: [Jim]
From: [Lorna]

Benched, is that all? Damn, I got hauled down and psych evaluated and shoved back into weekly sessions with no less than three different doctors when you did this to me.

I had one of those mandatory checkups on Saturday, oddly enough. You know how you get to chatting about your week at those kinds of things. Where you've been, who you've talked to, how you've been breaking shoes for the good of your best friend...you know, the little things.

I have to run to class. Try not to have a fit in the mean time?

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To: [Lorna]
From: [Jim]


The people who needed to know already knew. Charles knew. Moira knew. Betsy knew. I have sessions with my doctor. I was trying to keep this low-key because in the last few weeks some people have been kidnapped, beaten up, or bombs. Sorry I committed the ultimate sin of wanting to keep my own business my own business.

Thanks for the completely unnecessary invasion of my privacy. In the future I'll remember even mentioning a fucking migraine can and will be used against me.

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To: [Jim]
From: [Lorna]

Friday night, Marie and I had to bandage you up while Davey cried. I had a stool thrown at me, I broke a shoe, several books and pieces of art were damaged, Marie's shirt and gloves were covered in blood and I'd already ignored you once when you told me that you weren't doing well.

Let me rephrase. My best friend was hurt and crying and nothing had been done to stop it.

If it was just a migraine, you wouldn't be so pissed.

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To: [Lorna]
From: [Jim]

. . . what?

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To: [Jim]
From: [Lorna]

I'm pretty sure that I was being clear. You. Blood. Bruises. Davey. Crying and destroying your rooms.

Tell me again about how I'm supposed to respect the privacy of abuse?

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To: [Lorna]
From: [Jim]


Did he talk to you?

What did he say?

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To: [Jim]
From: [Lorna]

Very little. That Charles made it stop before by taking away the power but now it's happening again. Davey didn't really seem to know what was going on other than that he was hurt and acting out.

How did you end up with that cut on your shoulder?

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To: [Lorna]
From: [Jim]


The TK. He meant my TK. The first time Charles locked it down, but he can't do it again. Stopping it like that made San Diego happened. Telepathy can't help. It makes it worse. I don't know what happened to my shoulder. There was dirt. Cyndi cleaned us up. Cyndi knows how. Davey doesn't know what's going on. Charles and Moira tried to tell him, but if they get too close they get Jack. He comes out so Davey can't know. He's trying to protect us.

. . . Oh my god. How much did Marie see?

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To: [Jim]
From: [Lorna]

Your TK is why you look like Cain has been using you as a punching bag?

Marie was with me the whole time. She's the one who got your first aid kit and cleaned up your shoulder.

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To: [Lorna]
From: [Jim]

The only power I gave Jack was physical. He's got no other way to fight back. When I'm the threat he turns on me.

I think I'm going to throw up.

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To: [Jim]
From: [Lorna]

That makes a sick sort of sense. I still don't feel bad about ratting you out to Amelia.

No throwing up. That's my crazy, not yours. Besides, this is Marie's area, remember? She's not going to be freaked out or think less of you or anything. We're concerned because we're your friends.

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To: [Lorna]
From: [Jim]

Marie's different. She can't help what her powers put in her head. This all comes from me. I'm the problem. It was the same on Muir. All somebody had to do was look at my chart and they knew exactly what was wrong with me. I didn't get a choice. And I couldn't even be angry that people would go over my head and decide what was best for me like I was some idiot child who couldn't even take care of himself because I knew they were right.

I'm not upset that it was you two who found me. It's that I know I should have told you, and then when you saw everything I'd never even have known if you hadn't said so.

Please, don't tell anyone else.

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To: [Jim]
From: [Lorna]

That's not what I meant but, yes, that too.

You're not a problem, moron. You have problems, just like everyone else has problems. Yours might be bigger and more overwhelming than most people's but that doesn't make you a problem.

I'm not going to tell anyone else. I told Amelia because you'd said you'd already told Moira and clearly she wasn't doing anything about it. Amelia is completely ruthless and without compassion so I knew she'd make sure that you were taken care of.

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To: [Lorna]
From: [Jim]

Moira was trying. Charles was trying. But the fact that they both signed Amelia's notice tells me they agreed with you about the lack of result. Which is why I'm so pissed off.

My problems are exactly as important and earth-shattering as everybody else's. The only difference is that mine come out and break things.

I'm still not happy with you.

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To: [Jim]
From: [Lorna]

Moira and Charles are too nice. They spend too much time being understanding. At least I skipped the intervention and just went straight for the tattling.

That's okay. I consider this payback for when you did it to me and got me benched for FOUR MONTHS (and technically longer because gee, guess who conveniently got left off the rotation AGAIN when it came to rescuing Scott.)

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To: [Lorna]
From: [Jim]

You mean Saturday the day you refused to stop checking on me until I left to see Betsy for the rest of the weekend that I thought was just you being annoying but turns out to have been you being meddling?

No wonder you get along with the ten year old.

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To: [Jim]
From: [Lorna]

In fact that's exactly the Saturday, I mean. Don't you like it better when I'm not feeling vindictive?

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To: [Lorna]
From: [Jim]

I'm not really seeing a difference.

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To: [Jim]
From: [Lorna]

There's all the difference in the world. If I hadn't felt vindictive, I'd have apologized at some point.