ForevaXena's FanFic . . .
Knocking On
Forbidden Doors
by Jordan Falconer
Disclaimer:
Xena, Gabrielle etc belong to MCA/Universal and Ren Pics, and anyone else who
has an interest in Xena Warrior Princess, not me.
Copyright
©
2001: The characters in here belong to me. All rights reserved. No part or
whole of this work may be copied or used in any shape, form, or manner
whatsoever without the author's express written consent. If you want to use
them, all you have to do is ask … nicely.
Violence
disclaimer: Yes, there is violence, so if
you’re sensitive to that sort of thing, perhaps you’d like to move on. Also
contains references to abuse and a ‘bit creepy’ alert. It’s a much darker
tale than normal but worth it!
Love/Sex
warning: This story depicts a love/sexual
relationship between two consenting adult women. If you are under 18 years of
age or if this type of story is illegal in the state or country in which you
live - move along, move along, nothing for you here ...
PROLOGUE
The
doctor looked through the small peephole of 5A. Satisfied the pale, stringy
blonde haired woman in the straight jacket had not moved, he stepped back to let
the eager cluster of students crowd the small window to peer at the spectacle
within.
One
by one, he allowed them to gawk their fill. “Well? Does anyone care to hazard
a guess?” His voice was clipped and cold, a contrast to his kindly, benign
face.
Alison
Mitchell was the last one of the students to look through the dirty perspex. She
stared long and deep into the seemingly sightless green eyes, luminous even from
this distance. Suddenly, the eyes flickered, so swiftly it was almost as though
Alison had imagined it. Struck, she leant forward in an attempt to more closely
study the now oddly vacant eyes. They were beautiful in an eerily familiar face,
quite striking. “What’s she doing here?” She did not think that she would
be heard.
“What
was that?” The doctor stared at her scornfully. “What’s she doing here?
That’s rather a stupid question, isn’t it?” Instantly his kindly father
image vanished, and his pale gray eyes glittered coldly. “Thank you Miss
Mitchell, but I think we can do better than that. Does anyone else care to
hazard a guess?” The class collectively sucked in a deep breath, looking
fearfully at their two brightest comrades, willing them to speak.
Corbin
Daly, a young, tall, gangly man with wire rimmed glasses, easily the best one of
the group along with Alison, could feel the terrified vibes of his peers begging
him to say something. Inwardly he sighed. “Sir? Do you think you could give us
more of a rundown of patient symptoms?”
The
doctor turned his penetrating stare on the boy, trying to instill fear by
intimidation. Corbin didn’t bend – he didn’t particularly like the
supervisor, and he would be damned if he gave the old bastard the satisfaction
of quaking.
“We
have severe delusions, inappropriate affect, rigid catalepsy …”
Alison
caught on immediately, at the same time Corbin did.
“She’s
schizophrenic …”
The
Doctor ignored her, and the expectant silence stretched out.
Corbin
cleared his throat and spoke up a little louder than Alison had, mostly because
the supervisor seemed intent in grinding them into the dirt this morning, and he
simply didn’t feel like being trampled. “She’s schizophrenic.”
“Thank
you Mr Daly.” The doctor’s stare was expressionless.
“What’s
her name?” Alison cast a swift glance at the doctor, eyes quickly skittering
away as though burned.
The
doctor gave her his best, coldest stare. “Her name.” Pause. “Her name.”
Pause. “If you must know, it’s - ” he checked his clipboard – “Katherine
Dupont.” The frigid silence stretched out until he was satisfied he had
appropriately cowed the young student.
He walked away from the door, already speaking about the patient two doors down. “In 5D we have a more unusual case …” his voice trailed off.
Alison
pushed her glasses back up her aquiline nose and peered one last time into the
padded cell at the woman. Once upon a time she would have been quite a beauty
– with a thick head of golden hair, sea green eyes, trim body … For some
reason, the woman struck a strong chord. What had happened to Katherine Dupont,
to bring her to such a sad state? What was she doing here?
Alison
resolved to find out as much as she could about Katherine Dupont. She hurried to
meet the glare of the class lecturer, and tried to listen to the problems of the
next patient.
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