Phonecall from an unexpected person

[master_of_fear]

Jonathan is having a quiet night at home. He's buried in paperwork from the hospital this is the mun's flimsy IC excuse for where he's been... go with it people and he still has a paper to write for Dr. Enpecee

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[shane_mcc]

She has the number. Tara had given it to her just to hang on to, scribbled down on a bright pink post-it note. In case she fell apart again of emergencies, she guesses.

Perching on the window seat in her bedroom, she thumbs her phone open and dials the number, thumb pressing the buttons as she reads them off of the tiny slip of paper. Dexter deigns to hop down from his space curled up in the middle of her bed and join her on the window seat, pacing in determined circles for a few moments before finally finding a spot appropriate for lounging.

Drawing her knees up to her chest, she rests her back against the window frame as she stares outside and waits for Tara's doctor to pick up...

[master_of_fear]

His cell phone goes off, which doesn't happen very often, he's mostly only given the number to the people at the hospital... and his patients.

Hoping CJ isn't having another breakdown, he opens his phone, not recognizing the number and hoping to god there wasn't some kind of emergency at the hospital. Because the last time there's been an emergency it had been due to a riot in one of the more high security wings and really, he wasn't feeling up to dealing with that.

"Hello?" he answers, trying to sound professional despite his dread.

[shane_mcc]

"Um, hi... I -- I'm -- my name is Shane McCutcheon. My wife is, um, one of your patients... Tara?" She frowns to herself a little at the tone of the person's voice. "I'm sorry, am I -- am I interrupting something?"

[master_of_fear]

Shane?!?!, he thinks, allowing for a moment's panic before calming himself. She didn't sound angry, or hostile and as far as he knew Tara was still going to be seeing him. So clearly... well he wasn't sure what that meant but he wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth.

Looking at his work he shakes his head, "Nothing that I'm not more than happy to put aside Ms. McCutcheon," he tells her, tossing the open file folder aside. He takes off his glasses, rubbing the bridge of his nose, "How may I be of assistance?" he asks, because there is no way Shane is just calling him out of the blue.

Crowley save him if she's looking for therapy.

[shane_mcc]

"Oh... okay," Shane replies, sounding relieved. "I -- I was just wondering, umm... you've been helping Tara with this desensitization stuff. To help her with being so scared of -- of guns and I just had some questions I wanted to ask you. I mean, if... you have time."

[master_of_fear]

"Not a problem Ms. McCutcheon, though I would like to remind you that I can't give out any specific details as to Tara's treatment. Doctor/Patient priveledge being what it is," he cautions, "beyond that, I do in fact encourage any questions you might have. Though it's quite impossible for you to take an active part in the actual treatment, your part is of course an important one. Providing Tara with a much needed support center is something I greatly appreciate, I truly doubt she could have come this far, this quickly without it."

[shane_mcc]

The thought of trying to help Tara with the actual densensitization therapy itself feels like a lead cannonball sinking into the pit of her stomach and she swallows, feeling slightly queasy at the thought. She'd already been through the ... she still didn't know what to call it ... with Tara and Crowley, when he'd helped to take her pain from her. Even though she'd promsied, and it had ultimately helped Tara, she couldn't go through something like that again. Seeing Tara in pain of any kind was almost more than she could bear.

Taking a deep breath, she rakes her free hand through her hair. "I was just -- no, I -- I wasn't going to ask if I could do that, I was just wondering if... if there's anything else I can do? To help her?" Dexter uncurls himself and pads closer to her, batting lightly at her bare toes. "I don't know if I'm helping or hurting or if there's more I could do and... I figured you'd be the one I should talk to about that."

[master_of_fear]

"Well, I'm sure you've noticed her mood when she returns home from our sessions," he says, not certain how to phrase what he wants to say, "In order to get her past her fear of firearms, I'm attempting to get to the root of her fear, and that brings up some of Tara's most awful memories

[shane_mcc]

Shane nods, listening attentively as the doctor explains. "Yeah, I -- yeah, I get that," she murmurs, still nodding. "Don't let her dwell on it and just keep her looking ahead... kind of like that, right?"

Resting her elbow on her knee, she brings her free hand up, idly tugging at the ends of her hair. "Um, she's... Tara had a pretty bad nightmare a few nights ago and it just got me to wondering if... I mean, I don't -- I don't treat her like a baby or anything, I just... hold her and talk to her for a while until she calms down again."

[master_of_fear]

He nods, pleased Shane understands and that she was doing it anyway "I think that's really the best way to handle them. She... she's doing a lot of work in her sessions to confront her past and now with the added homework I just think it's best she be able to set up the distiction in her mind. Between the time she's in therapy and all of the other time

[shane_mcc]

"...But I would actively encourage it. Any attempts we can make to establish you and Kate and the home the three of you share as a 'safe' place for her, psychologically, the better she'll be able to deal with everything."Lips pursing, Shane glances out the window as she listens to Tara's therapist. "I, umm... I don't know if Tara had a chance t-to tell you, but... uhh, Kate -- Kate's moved out." Taking a deep breath, she tries her best to keep her voice even, though she can feel tears welling in her eyes. This isn't about her, Tara's therapist isn't on the clock for her. "Things just... Tara got transferred here and... it was kind of last minute. We asked Kate to come and be here with us and the place we got set up with is so big, it just seemed to make sense to have her move in

[master_of_fear]

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