Primal

Chapter 4

It was the first time he went to the Defense Bureau by himself. He wore all black, a simple color for him. Black cargo pants, boots, tank-top, and small vest. He was directed to the third-floor and the room. He knocked on the door and waited until Doctor Tucker opened the door. "Hey, come on in," said Doctor Tucker with a smile, leading him inside. "Sorry I didn't come yesterday...all they said was an appointment, if they said doctors appointment I would've come," he said plopping down on a small black leather couch. "Next time I will have them put a specific appointment...I have some file of your personal health, courtesy of Mr. Rito...okay, how is your breathing?"

"The coughing has stopped and I no longer have to wheeze as much," he said, Doctor Tucker nodding, pulling out a familiar device. "Just lift your shirt up so I can listen," said Doctor Tucker. He pulled his shirt up, placing his messenger bag to the side. He took a deep breath and then let it out. "Looks like it's gone but just in case, the moment you start having trouble breathing just call me with this number," said Doctor Tucker handing him a card. "Now the basic questions and check-up," said Doctor Tucker. It lasted 30 minutes before he was let go. Before he left he paused. "I get weird headaches,"

"Oh really,"

"Yes...then I have weird dreams that I can't recall so I just write them down...I think they're memories, but they're jumbled and weirdly shown,"

"Can you recall any?"

"Oh I started writing down when the first one came," he said plopping back in the chair and pulling out his diary and handed it over. Maybe he has something for the headaches, he thought, Doctor Tucker reading through and writing notes. "Okay...some are them seem to be your memories...the ones that don't seem reasonable enough to be your memories are memories that are...cloaked. You would have to interpret them accordingly. I'm glad you told me, what happens in this room stays in this room, doctors confidentiality, now how bad are the headaches?"

"They're close to being migraines. But after I had them, once at random times then go to sleep the dreams appear," he said rubbing his nose. "Here...if you take these the moment you start to feel a migraine these should help lessen it...if you still have the dreams, then record as much as you can remember but if you take these and you no longer have the dream, if its your choice, stop taking them. Yes, Cordan's team is stressing about trying to find this key, but he also is worried for you and your mental health at the same time even if he doesn't show it. Take your time, you've hidden it in a place no one is able to find," said Doctor Tucker with an encouraging nod. He nodded at this. Sliding his diary back into his book. And paused. "Did you know me before?"

"Yes,"

"What kind of guy was I?"

"A pain in the ass, honestly...you hated needles, you always tried to evade your check-ups, and you always pilferage my candy jar then make fun of my work,"

"I was an ass...hmm,"

"Oh yes, I just deduced it was because of your upbringing because now you are nothing like you were before. Try to do new things while you're out there, okay?"

"Okay...was I gay?"

"I don't know, you were a private person, even I couldn't tell what was going on in your mind," said Doctor Tucker. He nodded and got to his feet and left.

He rode his bike into the city, finding nice parks to take pictures then stumbling on a small temple. Enjoying the exploration for a few hours before riding his bike back home. "I'm back," he called, plopping his bike into its storage and finding Grandpa Tansa in the living room. "Here's your new phone," said Grandpa Tansa handing him a small box. It was an average cellphone, sleek and compact. He logged in all the numbers he had, including Frankie's and Grandpa Tansa's. He texted Amy for the first time and got a smiley-face in return. He texted her the first two weeks log and if she wanted them now. They were going to meet at a small plaza he passed by near the small park, tomorrow evening since it was Saturday ad he didn't start work till 4:00.