ILL-FATED JOURNEY™

Chapter 60

AN: I thought the collage was a fitting way to end it. Say Hi and bye to Malika.

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"You don't think?" The FBI Agents questioned the man.

"You asked for a psychiatric evaluation, these are my observations." The man continued. 

"Stockholm patients are usually submissive to the sub and outright uncooperative. She was

dominant and never displayed fear of retribution at any time. She also analysed her decision

before she chose to leave and is aware of his failings. At this point, I can't clearly say its 

Stockholm."

"So, you're saying her mind is sound." Agent Lyons scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"I didn't say that either..." The doctored hedged. "Obviously, there was some serious trauma, 

and she clearly needs psychiatric care."

"I will take care of that." Vlad put in.

The doctor shook his head, "I wouldn't recommend continuing this relationship and you should

seek help as well. From what I heard, living with your father wasn't an ideal situation."

Vlad opened his mouth to protest and the doctor put up a hand, "I know you two are married 

but this started very...unhealthily..."

I wasn't in the mood to get psychoanalysed by anyone but now knowing the full history of what

happened in that castle, I knew Vlad needed it, so I spoke. "We can use a psychiatrist closer to

home, they can provide updates if you wish but I just want this to be over. Plus, if I resurrected in

the US, the press will have a field day and I just want a normal life...."

"As a Russian Princess?" Agent Reynolds as with a wry twist of his lips.

"It's what I know." I said quietly then I asked, "What about my kids? I know enough of the law to

know if I stay here, you'll put them in foster care until I'm deemed 'fit'..."

"It will just be temporary..." Agent Lyons assured quickly.

I shook my head. "I'm going back to Russia. There's nothing for me here."

"You do have a friend that misses you." Agent Reynolds said. "We can set up a meeting..."

I shook my head again remembering what happened to my mother. "No. I don't want any of this 

to reach her. I'm going back. It's better that way."

"I understand." The doctor conceded. "The press would make things difficult and too much has