Silence has become the norm for Amelia and James' three-hour therapy twice a week. Just because of the invisible wall the two of them had erected against each other, there shouldn't be any difference this time.
But let's see, didn't Zach just cut a hole in the wall
Amelia sat on the sofa with her notebook in front of her legs. There are some words of unknown meaning written on it. This notebook used to record and evaluate patients has become Emilia's scribbling notebook. Not a single sentence is recorded from the treatment process. They are all recorded in silence. Occasionally, she glances at the half-lying sleeping person with his arms folded. James, frowning, wrote—
'James knows everything'
'James is really stupid'
'James is a dead man'
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Why can a psychiatrist read mouth patterns? ! Emilia threw away the pen in her hand, closed the book, and clicked her tongue irritably! Did Zach think he knew her well
'What on earth were the vampires in the police station talking about? ! '
This is important, James captured a vampire and brought it to the police station. James, Amelia's own patient, has taken that one, not just any street food, but that one, Grande's vampire, to the police station!
Amelia threw away her notebook and walked to her desk in frustration. She needed some coffee.
The sound of clothes rubbing against the soft and comfortable sofa, which was designed to provide comfort to patients, was heard. James' head was exposed on the backrest, and his reddish eyes glanced at Amelia, "Sorry, doctor, I fell asleep." ”
Amelia frowned, poured two cups of coffee, and handed one to James. Putting a cup to her mouth, she tried her best to hide her true emotions and sat back on the sofa, "No need to apologize." Police and psychiatrists have the same profession, Emilia should be careful, "Your partner, Detective Coulson, is not I told you. You are doing important work, so I think you will be very tired."
James also covered half of his face with the cup leaning against his lips, "Yes, important work." James shut up.
Staring at the sloshing surface of the coffee in the cup, James' eyes were dark. The important work was released by Coulson with one sentence. Zach wanted to explain, but he refused again.
Emilia picked up the notebook and pen again, and said with the attitude of a doctor towards a patient, "Do you want to talk?" Emilia looked at her notebook. He casually drew circles on the blank page to give the illusion that he was writing something, "Maybe I can just write on the summary of this treatment that the patient was too tired, so he slept for three hours."
Amelia raised her eyes and looked at James, "The 'important work' of the police is related to Barton's safety, obviously more than personal mental health. Right, Detective Lance."
Talk about it. James is really weird. Why do you say that? We can see from some of James' words and actions that James thinks Amelia is a good woman. But in all the times we see the two of them getting along, Emilia is basically crushing James.
Listen to this sentence. The work of the police is naturally important. It is the foundation for the stability of the city. Personal mental health counts for nothing. Isn't it just PTSD? If you cause trouble, just call the police. Wait, something is wrong. Call the police...? PTSD patients are the police!
James' throat was stuck for a moment while he was drinking coffee. After an uncomfortable sound, the coffee cup was placed heavily on the coffee table, "I won't talk about the case with you! You are just a civilian! You have no right to know my work!"
"Oh." Emilia turned away and looked around her office, "Is this our relationship, police and civilians?" Emilia shook her head, "No, you are wrong, I saw Just one uncooperative patient in my office is wasting the department's funds and my time."
James looked gloomy and didn't want to speak.
Every time, 'psychotherapy', 'conversation', or 'wasting time', whatever you want to call this twice-a-week fixed schedule, it will definitely come to this point - silence, mutual disgust, silence, and end.
Amelia seemed not to be prepared to remain silent, otherwise she would not be kind enough to give James coffee. There were some things she had to figure out!
"Okay, since it is an important job." Emilia waved her hand, "I think I can see it in the newspaper in a few days." Emilia carefully observed James's mood changes, "Then I'll know what my patients are reluctant to talk about. Am I right, Detective?"
The annoyance was clearly displayed on James' face, and he was still hugging his shoulders in an old-fashioned defensive posture.
Amelia was ready to take it a step further, no matter what. Just like the police interrogating the suspect and breaking through the suspect's defense, it was a natural necessity. The psychologist did the same job.
Speaking of which, these two people were playing the same trick. Unfortunately, this was Emilia's home court, not the interrogation room. James disadvantage. The disadvantage is good, haha.
"But I think the report I saw has nothing to do with the man I saw at the police station before..." Amelia paused, "Sir, it shouldn't be related."
"What are you talking about?" James stared at his doctor sullenly, just like the suspect he had interrogated stared at him after he had stepped on a landmine. Disadvantage, yes.
"When you came, I saw him get off your car and go to take the bus." Emilia said coldly that she saw the truth and suddenly sneered, "So you delayed my appointment, Did it turn out that the wrong person was arrested?"
James's expression became obviously gloomier, and he stepped on this mine accurately.
"Do you often arrest the wrong person?" Emilia tilted her head, this time using a 'civilian' curious expression, and then continued to sneer and shake her head, "I know, I am a civilian, I have no right to know, right? ." Emilia wrote something in her notebook.
"What are you writing?!" James asked gloomily.
"You are a patient, you have no right to know." Amelia glanced at James and turned the page.
James turned his head irritably and looked at the time. Three hours was still a long time. What was bad was that the caffeine had already begun to take effect. Emilia was on full fire at the beginning of today, and the rest of the day was going to be difficult! The suspect in the interrogation room can still request a lawyer, but James can't do anything!
In fact, James has something to fight back - the police's missing persons unit is still holding the case of Amelia's boyfriend's disappearance. Even if it was to please, Amelia shouldn't be so pushy with a police detective who helped report the crime, right
Haha, but anyone can talk about this case, which we all already know the outcome of, but not James.
"Are you going to be silent for the entire treatment?" Emilia clicked her pen on the notebook and crossed her slender legs. "Due to your lack of cooperation, I have to do a lot of work myself." Emilia He waved his hand and said, "Maybe I should tell you that today I went to the police station to find you. Not only did I warn you about breaking your appointment, I also conducted some interviews with your colleagues."
Emilia looked down at James and said, "We have something to talk about first, so let's change the topic and talk about the two upside-down photo frames on your table."
One is with Georgina, and the other is with General Lance.
Of course it’s these two topics. The profession of a psychiatrist is not just a matter of chance! The choice has been given to James, do you want to talk about a topic you don't want to talk about? Or do you want to talk about something you don’t want to talk about anymore? Or is it a topic you don’t want to talk about even more
The choice is yours. (..)