[center] [h1] [color=8882be]Lyndsay White[/color][/h1]

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[b]"You're lucky I can push back my lunch appointment back an hour, and that you're such a loyal patient."[/b] Dr Keller had agreed to see both Cam and Lyndsay, pushing back his lunch appointment with his wife, even though he'd made enough of a fuss about it. Lyndsay resented how put out he had acted, they paid him enough for his services, but it helped Cam, so she could hold back her annoyance for his welfare. 

Keller had opened the practice back up, leading them into the main reception area before as usual, bringing Lyndsay through first. It usually helped when Keller saw them separately, then together. It had helped them a lot, the sessions with the psychiatrist, helping Lyndsay to understand how to support Cam without pushing him, and helping Cam to understand how to share his feelings enough with Lyndsay to stop her worrying. Lyndsay didn't need to talk to him about anything particular today. Usually it was Lyndsay who suggested a session, to help them communicate when she was feeling particular worried about him, but as it was Cam who had suggested the visit, she would leave him to have more time with the Doctor. 

She left Cam with a gentle kiss on the top of his head, settled in the waiting room, leaving him to watch the TV or read one of the various magazines. She entered Keller's actual office, the stereotypical psychiatrist's office, large leather chairs and sofas, all dark wood and boring. She settled herself down into one of the armchairs, leaning back into the cushioning, but not getting as comfortable as she usually would, wanting this to be as quick as possible so Keller could get to Cam, as he'd made it very obvious he didn't have much time to spare. 

[b]"So Mrs White, Lyndsay..sorry."[/b] Keller smiled a small smile, remembering the many times that Lyndsay reminded him just to call her Lyndsay. [b]"I saw on the news about that poor girl who shot herself at the block party. Awful times, I'm sorry that she didn't seek help when she needed it, a crying shame" Keller shook his head to himself, obviously imagining what he could have done for the poor, suicidal girl.[/b]

[color=8882be]"They don't know it was suicide yet. I think they suspect foul play. That's what's scary."[/color] Lyndsay frowned, a shiver crawling up her spine as the image of the girl flashed in her mind.

[b]"Did Cameron see it? How did he cope? What about the chaos afterwards? Does he seem to be coping well?"[/b] Keller glanced over his glasses at her, in a way that only psychiatrists seemed to be able to do. 

[color=8882be]"He was inside when it happened, he'd gone up for 5 minutes to relax a little. You know how he can get overwhelmed in crowds and chaos, the block party was starting to get pretty busy, I think he just needed to clear his head."[/color] She didn't mention the fact that she had seen, she didn't want him taking up too much time with her. [color=8882be]"When I went in to find him, he seemed like he'd had some sort of episode, banged his head a little on the stairs, and wasn't making much sense. He hasn't had an episode in such a long time, and I don't know what triggered it, so I want him in here with you ASAP. You know what's he's like, he finds it hard to tell me and worry me. He seems fine this morning, but he was the one that wanted to come, so there must be something bothering him."[/color]

Lyndsay was on the edge of her seat now, struggling not to tap her foot slightly impatiently, wishing the doctor would hurry up and finish his notes and bring Cam in. When Keller signalled towards the door, Lyndsay was up like a shot, heading towards the sound of the TV in the other room. She pushed open the door and gave Cam a bright smile, who was looking at the TV. 

[color=8882be]"Your turn, love."[/color]







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