"Okaaaay" He said half laughing, raising his hands in the air. "I think I've underestimated you Doc, please continue" He said mockingly.

"This is not you" I simply said. I rounded my desk and started going towards him.

"How do you even know that?!" He spat.

"This is not the guy who hugged me a day ago and showed a little bit of humanity"

"What if I don't want to be that guy?" He made two steps towards me until we were less than a few inches apart. "What if I prefer this version of myself?"

"I don't" He raised an eyebrow, unable to mask the shock on his face.

"What?"

"You think of yourself as someone superior, you are too self centred. You won't let anyone help you so you push people away and this has turned you into someone else, into something unrecognisable. I bet you think this is normal but Mitch, it's not" I raised my hand and caressed his cheek, I looked into his eyes and got lost in them. They were a mix of emotions, suffering and confusion, hatred and pain, love and lust, sadness and depression. They were silently asking for redemption, for someone to help him. When he spoke again I got a brief glimpse of the real him, the real Mitch Grassi.

"If i-If i ever let myself be that guy... I'll loose it, I'll never be the strong person I want to be" I lowered my hand and rested it on the crook of his neck.

"What you don't know, is that you already are. It takes a lot of courage to keep moving after what you've been through, you are probably one of the strongest guys I've ever met" He smiled at me and tilted his head to the left and rested it on top of my hand and closed his eyes. It was probably the calmest time he've had over the past week.

"That's one of the most beautiful things anyone has ever told me" He opened his eyes and found mine looking at him. "Thank you, for understanding. You are the most comprehensive psychologist I've ever had"

"Can i ask for a favour?" I asked. "Will you leave your guard down for me? I don't want to have to break your walls every time we speak" He chuckled, he had an adorable laugh.

"Since my defence mechanism seems to not work with you, I might consider it" I bit my lips to stop a smile from coming, but failed miserably. "Can i ask you something too?" I nodded.

"Yeah sure"

"Kiss me?" I laughed, he was not asking me that. Was he?

"Excuse me?" I said, unable to contain my huge smile.

"You heard me"

"It's time for you to go Mitch, our session has just ended" I said while backing up and grabbing my car keys and some files from my desk. I had a lot of work to do at home. When I went for the door I found an expectant Mitch in front of it.

"You didn't answer" He said.

"I don't need to, goodbye Mitch" I leaned in and kissed his cheek tenderly, and while he was distracted I opened the door and stepped outside. Once I started walking I heard him saying:

"If that's how you want to play Doc fine, see you on Monday"

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Date: 12 of June, 2013

The session didn't go as good as planned. Mitchell showed signs of aggression yet again and didn't want to cooperate at all. He has been doing this for the past week, shutting everyone out, refusing to talk to anybody. Mr. Kaplan and I believe that it is because of the surgery he had to go through two weeks ago. I guess it is my fault. I lied to him, made him believe that it was just another medical check up but i knew that if I had told him we would have had to do it with force.

At this point I realised that this wasn't Mitch's file. This was Ryan Grant's entry. All his work, all his thoughts and acts concerning Mitch's case. This was going to be extremely useful in the near future, I was glad Avi trusted me with it.

I'll never forget the look of disbelief when he realised, it's something I'll never take out of my head. But it was worth it. During the surgery we discovered a little area on Mitchell's brain that was odd. In the medial temporal lobe of the patient, in the hippocampus region to be precise, there was a small imperfection that caused his inability to remember. The problem is that due to it's location it was extremely dangerous to remove. We couldn't do much about it but it gave us a starting point.

Date: 24 of June, 2013

The situation got worst that we imagined. We tried to remove some brain cells to analyse them when Dr. Maldonado pinched an nerve with her tool and made Mitch shake his head, this caused her to damage a tiny area of his brain, luckily it wasn't permanent. The patient went for exactly five days not remembering a single thing, Dr. Maldonado was suspended for a whole month afterwards.

But it wasn't all bad news. In the lab they analysed the few remaining cells she had taken out before anything could happen and found out a way to accelerate his recovery. In no time they developed a series of vaccines that were able to cure that damaged area of his brain. The process was slow, but soon enough we got our Mitchell back again. They are still trying to find a cure for him though, but I've got high hopes about it.

My eyes were burning and my eyelids were about to close, it was almost one am. I put down the entry and went to sleep, tomorrow I was meeting Kirstie and Alex for lunch. It was great because I needed someone to talk to.

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Author note:

So yeah, this took longer than i thought. But it's finally here! Yay! Love you all somaj, keep voting and commenting :D - Vicky