What We Deserve

Part 39: Mo No More

It freaked me out to say the least.

Last night and this morning.

I feel stir crazy.

I feel insane to say the least.

Laying in the MRI machine, I stay as still as possible and just try to relax.

Max has been very supportive and sweet today, but I know he's regretting this relationship right about now.

I know he's frustrated and frankly I am as well.

Why am I being haunted by Mo?

Cause he died on this day years ago?

He never visited me before.

He never popped up years prior to today.

So why now? Why am I seeing and hearing him and trying to choke myself out?

"Just a few more seconds, Honey and then you're all done." Max says over the intercom and I hate to say it doesn't bring me any peace of mind. After a few moments of the loud whirring, it finally stops and the bed slowly slides out of the tube chamber and I find Max coming in and standing near the table. "You did great. How are you feeling?"

"A tad nauseous if I'm being honest." I state and he helps me slowly sit up and embraces my face in his hands- leaving small kisses on my forehead.

"Let's get you some Dramamine and wait for Kapoor." He says and helps me down.

"What showed up?" I ask him and he smiles softly and shakes his head.

"Nothing. Compared to your first few MRIs this one seemed the most improved. There's no significant swelling or excessive damage that wasn't already seen prior to this scan. Your brain is healing perfectly." Max states as we leave radiology to go to Kapoor's office.

"You lying to me?" I quietly ask- feeling heavy in my body and he stops and holds me by my upper arms.

"No. I would never lie to you- Helen Sharpe. Especially not about your health." He removes his hands and we continue to our destination. Stopping by a nurse a cart for some Dramamine for my stomach and we continue to our friend.

Reaching Vijay's, we knock before entering and he and Agnes are discussing something trivial but stop as they notice my sickened state.

"My dear- I heard you are having involuntary delusions." He just comes right out and says it and I glare at Max.

"Instead of the voluntary ones?" I snark and he laughs slightly.

"We all like to see things sometimes. Men...Especially." He jokes and I sit beside Max in one of the arm chairs. "So your scans came back normal. Your levels are normal for someone at your stage of healing. No signs of stroke or any other major concerns."

"So we should go speak with Iggy then." Max asks and Kapoor sadly nods.

"The brain is a funny thing. Though there are no physical signs of distress, that doesn't mean your body is not in some sort of distress that can be treated. Iggy should be able to assist and solving issues and finding solutions. Keep me posted and I will continue looking into your charts and readings- just incase I over looked something." We thank him and leave- Max mindlessly following me as I lead us to the elevator to head up to the 7th floor to find Ig.

"Hey?" I turn and find Max looking at me sympathetically. "It's okay."

"It's not okay. None of this is okay, Max. I'm losing my mind and grip on reality for no reason."

"There is a reason and Iggy will help us figure it out."

"I can help you figure it out. All you need is an open balcony on a higher floor and a hard surface below." Mo leans against the elevator wall and I furrow my brows at him.