The Truth

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(BIG WARNING HERE!!! Mentions of thoughts about self-harm! If this is a sensitive subject for you, you can pass it. Though there is no attempt, if this might triggers you, then I'll put a warning before and after this in you're not comfortable with it. I hope this won't be too heavy. Enjoy your reading!)


*Knock knock*

Natia looked up from her desk, letting her files alone and focusing on the door. It was quite early, and she had no meetings with her colleagues before at least four hours later.

*Knock knock*

She frowned, getting up, but not quite moving to the door yet. Who was...?

"Hey, is anyone there? I thought ya would be here this early..." "..Mr. Felldings?" She went to the door, unlocking it and opening slightly the door. Indeed, there was Red, standing here and looking quite tired. "Mr. Felldings? What are you doing here?" "Can I come in?" "...Alright?" She let him come in, and he tiredly made his way toward a cushion and collapsed on it, curling on himself. Natia looked at him, a little confused and worried. Until he took something out of his jacket, things that looked like files. He pushed them toward her, putting them on the floor. She walked toward it and crouched down, taking them in her hands.But she stopped, her eyes widdening when she recognised what it was excatly. "Sans and his patients' files...? How did you-, no, forget about it, I don't want to know the how. But...why?" Red raised his skull slightly, directing his gaze to her. "...Ta help Sans." "...Help him?" "I...I am sure his patient's death wasn't Sans' fault. And I need yer help ta prove it ta him. Ta relieve him from his false guilt."  "And what if ya're wrong?"

 Red froze for a moment, looking up at Natia. "...What do ya mean?" "What if I found out that it is Sans' fault?" "...Then I won't tell him a word. And...I'm counting on ya for doing the same." "...You know that  I wouldn't be able to." "I'm not asking you to do it as a doctor to her colleague, but as a doctor to her patient. You know just like me how fragile he is, especially right now. If, in the eventuality that it is his fault, we told him so, that would break him even more. And that's the last thing we want." She looked at him, an amused smile on her face. "You seem to care a LOT for him...In a way that doesn't bind a practician and their patients..." Red blushed when he heard that, hiding his skull in the cushion he was resting on, mumbling incoherant things. "...Ya aren't going ta say anything about it?" "...No. I have the feeling that it won't change anything anyway. And I think Sans may have already warned you." "Yeah he did. Doesn't mean I'm deterred." "I can see that. Anyway, I suppose you are going to stay until I read those, right?" "Ya're good at guessing." "Then you should probably rest. It will take me a while to decipher all of this." "Not going to analyse me?" "Not today. Though you violated the law to obtain these files, I have the feeling that, condition or not, you would have done this anyway." "Heh, ya already know me well, doc." He said, yawning a bit and curling again in his cushion. Natia shook her head, before begining to analyse the files.

Red had been sleeping for at least two hours when he felt someone shaking him. His Soul panicked, not knowing what was happening. Was someone trying to attack him? No...they wouldn't try to wake him up if that was the case. Still. That didn't prevented him from gasping awake and backing away quickly. The doctor Friskful had her hands hovering over the space were Red had been resting. "Oh, I'm sorry! I was trying to wake you up for the last few minutes, but you weren't answering my calls." Red blinked slowly, realising what happened. "O-Oh... Erm...Sorry. I...I'm usually a little less jumpy than that ..." She gave him a reassuring smile, stepping back slightly to give him some space, which he seemed to greatly appreciate. "So, erm... What's going on?" He pondered for another moment, before his eyelights widdened in understanding. "Did ya finish with the files?" She nodded, a serious and grave expression on her face. "I did."

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