This Is Your Captain Crashing

Epilogue: I'm Getting Better

Izzy looked up at the front of the building she was standing before, the more rustic appearance clashing a bit with the rest of the Capital. This was supposedly the building that housed the office of her new therapist, one who's been in this game for a long time. And Caleb meant a long time, as this was supposedly the same therapist who helped the original council and Rainbow adjust after The Vortex attacked.

So already, they had an extensive and very positive track record.

Rainbow even suggested them personally as she felt their track record was just that good.

But that didn't explain why Izzy was locked up with fear before the front steps.

In the parking lot, watching from a few spaces away was Merida, leaning against the TARDIS. Amy and Rory were leaning out the front door, watching the frozen Psycho Hose Beast with the princess.

"I don't know if she can do this, Merida..." Amy whispered.

Merida nodded as she looked at the back of her girlfriend with a sad look. "Aye. I was just hoping maybe she'd be able to do this for herself. But after everything, I don't blame her."

"So we'll come back in an hour to pick both of you up?" Rory asked. "Unless you two have other plans after...?"

"Well see, Rory", the princess said bluntly. She stopped leaning on the blue police box and began to walk towards Izzy carefully, listening as the Time Lord Time Machine vanished behind her. As she approached the other redhead, she gave her a gentle and soft look. "You doing okay there, Iz?"

The Psycho Hose Beast shook her head and faced her partner, her eyes filled with fear and apprehension. "I... No, I'm not. I'm scared about this, Merida. I've never been to a therapist before, I've never had to talk about these feelings with anyone. So... I'm just not feeling that good right now..."

The princess nodded and grabbed hold of Izzy's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Then I'll help you through it. And then after this appointment, how about we go to that Rocket Shots, to help you calm down. That sound good?"

Izzy nodded silently, her gaze glued to the front doors of the building. Merida gave her another reassuring hand squeeze, and together they walked up the steps and into the rustic red stone building. Inside, they were first greeted by a quaint and calm receptionist area, with a man and a woman manning the front desk, a few customers idly reading magazines in chairs waiting for their own appointments, and a janitor dusting some shelves off to the side.

Merida led Izzy to the front desk, and with a smile on her face approached the male receptionist.

The man looked up and smiled. "Ah, hello there! Welcome to Capital Compassion Care, the Capital's number one mental help place. Do you two have an appointment?"

The princess nodded. "This is Izzy", she gestured to the other redhead, who nervously waved but didn't smile. "She's here to see Doctor... I think it was Chrisanthium?"

"Ah, you're Dr.Chrysanthemum's new client!" The man looked onto his computer. "You're right on time for your appointment!" He quickly printed off a sheet and handed it to Merida. "Hand this to the doctor, and they can set up a schedule for future appointments. To get to their office, it's the third floor, down the hall to the left. Their name is on the door, you can't miss it."

"Thanks", The princess said with a smile and nod. She led Izzy down a hall and they entered the first elevator as it opened.

The wild child pressed the button for the third floor with a shaky hand, and then relaxed next to Merida as the lift rose up.

"It'll be okay, Iz", Merida said calmly, hugging Izzy close. "This doctor is just here to help you. Caleb told me that part of their job is to not tell anyone what you told them. That's up to you, and they can only do that if there's something serious that needs to be addressed."