~ Mental Ward at Mercy Hospital~ {chksng19}

[kimbra_ailis]

Cian had gone outside for something. Probably using the phone for business. For the moment she had decided to stay inside. Walking into the bathroom she looked in the mirror even though she knew better. Looking at her reflection, looking at her hair. Playing with it she tried to ignore the strange voices that whispered back. Krista started to tell them to shut up. Her voice soft at first. She did not remember picking up the bottle of make up but it was in her hand when she smashed her hand into the side of the mirror. The mirror did not completly shatter but it cracked. Dropping it to her knees, she some how managed to turn on the cool water and stick her hand below the running water. At the moment she was not aware of why she was doing it, but opening her eyes there were a few bloody spots on the edge of the sink.
Staying there for sevearl minutes, she became aware of movement in the door. Looking over at Cian, her eyes were a little cloudy and unfocused but she reconized him enough not to feel threatened.
"Sorry... I could not take the screaming and whispering...."
Pushing up to her feet, with her unbloodied hands she extended it toward him, indicating for him to take the bottle. Wrapping a towel around her hand.
"Avon..... Its a good way to get in the door and in the house. Women love an avon sale lady.... Even nosey neighbors will never notice or look twice at a women with a Avon box in her hand."
Moving to him, her hands went to his shirt, pushing it up slightly so she could see one of the bruises on his upper rib cage. Slightly kissing it she leaned against his chest. "Sorry.... I still dont have complete control...."

[Chuckdom19]

Mid-call with the P.I., a crash brought me running into the house, and I saw Krista in the bath, running a hand underwater. I looked at a cracked mirror, but there was no broken glass; it looked as though she had scraped her hand on the hinge. Once I was sure she was physically all right, I watched her get up and looked closely at her eyes. They were not exactly clear.

When she finished standing, she handed me a bottle of Avon makeup, and I eventually understood; this was to be part of the plan, posing as Avon people. Were there Avon guys? Hmmm...

She slid closer to me, slid her hands up my chest... "Sorry.... I still dont have complete control...."

It brought me back to the present with a flash, remembering where she had been, and why. I could not yet take for granted the balance of Krista's mind. The lingering effects of the meds forced on her and those bad experiences with the doctor combined to give her some long-term damage.

I took her hand and inspected the wound, putting some liquid skin over it and dressing it with a bandage. We went out and took a walk outside to help her calm a bit, then hopped in the car for a treat; dining out at the family restaurant in town.