Jigsaw Chapter 6d

“You have talked to Lynne.” Grace said in confusion.

“I want to talk to her now.” Marie said very gently.

“Well I don't know if you can, Dr. Fallon.” Grace said uncertainly. “She's not here. Lynne's away, I think they all are.” (NB: The confusion seen in Grace now is quite apparent, now we're looking for it. Prior to the discovery of this disorder, this confusion would have been barely noticeable.)

“Do you know where Lynne is, Grace? Can you find her for me?” Marie asked.

“Find her? How can I do that?” Grace asked.

“Just try and think where she is. There's no rush and there's nothing wrong. Take all the time you need. Concentrate on finding her for me Grace. Find Lynne for me. I need to talk to Lynne.” Marie used a similar tone of voice to the one used to reach Grace through Mark. Grace looked quite distressed, then looked at Dave, then back at Marie. “Is Lynne there, Grace?” Grace nodded, then frowned at Dave. “You remember David, don't you?”

“Of course I do!” Grace's smile lit up the whole room. Her face changed completely into a smiling, sparkling beauty. “How are you Mr. Pearson? It's nice to see you again, and you Dr. Fallon.”

“Grace?” Marie asked.

“Hmm. Not feeling too well again.” Lynne's brow creased with worry. “I'm so pleased you sent for me. No one likes hospitals but it's a good job they're here.” David was visibly shaken at this transformation and excused himself for five minutes.

“You're the organised one, aren't you Lynne?” Marie smiled sadly. “The one who keeps the spirits high.”

“I think it's important to keep optimistic, within reason, yes. I sometimes think I set the targets a bit high though. I don't mean to. I know Grace can do anything she likes but damn, she needs a bomb in her chair to get her going at times.” Lynne said seriously.

“Grace hasn't many friends, has she? No boyfriend?”

“She could if she got herself tidied up and motivated a bit.” Lynne nodded.

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Well I can't see what that has to do with anything but I did have, yes.” Lynne shrugged. “He was a nice man. I'm not sure what went wrong with him actually. I was quite worried about him at one time. He kept yelling and ranting about me standing him up and leaving him in the lurch in public. I did no such thing! It was quite a relief when he stopped phoning, to be honest with you. It was getting a bit scary. Peter his name was, Peter Thomas.” This was noted. “It's maybe just as well Grace doesn't get boyfriends. I don't know if she'd handle someone as erratic as Peter.” Dave came back in and resumed his seat.

“You do realise that Grace needs you constantly, Lynne.” Marie said gently.

“She is going to get better though isn't she?” Lynne asked in concern.

“With your help yes. I'm putting Grace on some rather heavy medication. It's strong stuff but she does need it.”

“Yes. Yes of course. You're in charge.” Lynne nodded.

“I need her back, Lynne. Dave needs to start her on those medicines.”

“Isn't she here?” Lynne looked around in confusion.

“Can you try and find her for me?”

“You will make her better, won't you Dr. Fallon?”

“Of course I will.” Marie and Dave watched Lynne walk over to the window. “We'll bring it all into line, Grace, I promise.”

“Yes.” Lynne nodded. “Dr. Fallon?” It was definitely Grace who turned round. The pallor and the nervousness was back in place and the change was quite drastic. “I'm not sure what happened there. I feel a bit sick.”

“Come on. Come and have a lie down. I have some new medication for you.”

Dean glanced at his clock and decided he just had time to read the footnotes.

With the aid of the medication, we're aiming for an absorption of these personae by Grace. To do this, Grace needs to be aware that they're all her, that they're all different manifestations of her own personality. She'll have to be told.
To Do: Play holy hell with City for still not coughing up these notes! Discretely see if Peter Thomas exists.

“And on that cliffhanger ...” Dean put th papers back in their folder. Gradual supression of the Miller personae. Drugs would go a long way in treating this but Grace needed to retain the attributes of all these personae, they were who Grace was. The fragmentation was so complete that these facets were completely independent. Grace would need to retain memories, and attributes, and accept that they were hers all along. “Tough work.” Dean exhaled loudly, then left the office.