" Let's go to Layla. She will give you some pills to relax. You need to sleep if you want to function properly. You can't just let another panic attack set in. "
Robert hated doctors. It was a reflection of their unbothered attitude towards his problems. Most dismissed his physical ailments as mental issues and referred to psychologists. They could be of no help either because he could not share his secrets with them. Layla was an exception. She was a vet. She believed in divination,believed in the paranormal and most importantly, was always attentive to Robert's needs. Oh, I forgot to mention, she was also Quill's ex-girlfriend. Quill missed her terribly though she had already moved on. He always found issues with Robert just to go see her and spend a few more minutes watching her talk.
They went to her hospital with prior notification so they had to wait.
" My goodness. Robert! It has been quite long...Hasn't it?Come inside. "
She called them inside her chamber the moment she arrived.
" We missed you too, " Quill tried to flirt but as usual, Layla wasn't having it.
" So, what is it this time? You got more news for my research? What's happening this time? " She asked as she helped Robert settle down while Quill got to stand in the background and lean against the wall.
" He is having some disturbing visions lately. Keeps saying that something bad is about to happen and it's because of some girl... "
Layla smiled and then raised her brow at Quill.
" I believe Robert is quite capable of talking about his own condition. " Then she turned back to Robert with a cheerful face and asked, " So, no aliens bothering you this time? It's only a girl? Aaahhhhh.... Don't tell me you see yourself in a relationship..... "
Layla kept talking as she drew some blood before putting the tape on his skin.
" It's not just a girl... there are others.... But I can't see their faces....but they must be stopped. "
Robert grabbed his hair and started pulling at them.
" I just hope we are not too late to save the world.... I hope.... "
Layla was done injecting something in his arm as she gently rubbed his back and pushed him down.
" It's alright. We will figure a way out.... You can tell me all about it when you wake up. Alright? But you need to sleep now. "
She gently kept stroking his head and back as he dozed off to sleep.
It was only Quill and Layla left in the room.
The silence was too loud.
Layla ignored his stares and went to keep Robert's blood samples inside the freezer.
She pulled out a marker and scribbled Robert's name on the pouch before shoving the packet inside and closing the refrigerator door.
She didn't realize, Quill was standing right behind her.
" B-r-a-z-e... who's Braze? " Quill read aloud the name on one of the other packets in the freezer.
He was towering over her shoulder and it startled her.
" Do I need to share all my patients' information with you? " She avoided touching him and slid from under his elbow.
" I thought you kept your rare specimens in there... You found others like Robert? "
He asked.
" Stop assuming you know everything about me, Quill! You don't. You will never. We broke up for a reason. Just because I treat your brother right doesn't mean you still got a chance. It's over. Forever. Accept it and move on. It's that simple. "
Quill looked offended.
" Is it? "
He asked before stepping towards Layla with a sudden aggression.
" Doesn't seem like that to me. " Then he immediately backed off, " But it's my problem. You are right. You don't need to deal with my problems. They are mine to handle. "
The room was silent again.
" Let's get back to business, Layla. Did you find anything out from the tests that you said you would be conducting with Robert's blood last time? "
Layla looked like she was taken off guard.
" Well, yes.... and no... I mean I do have some results but it still means nothing.He does have some extraordinary genes but they have no relationship with his visions and nightmares. I'm sorry. I will need more time. "
Quill shook his head.
Robert stirred and Layla turned to attend him.
" Are you feeling better? " She asked as she helped him sit up.
Robert nodded.
" The voices are gone. It's calm and white in there. "
Just then Quill's phone rang, disrupting the conversation.
"Hello... Yes... He is with me. Now? He is with his doctor? Seriously? "
Quill put his hand against the speaker and mouthed the words, " The Watchers. They say there is something urgent and you weren't picking up so they had to call me. They are still on the line. They want to talk to you. "
Robert made a face but asked for the phone.
" Are you tracking me again? Did I ask you not to? "
It seemed Robert knew exactly who was at the other end without even hearing their voice.
" Robert.... I need your help. It's George.... He is..... I mean.... We were on a mission and we got separated.... When I found him, he was unconscious... There were remnants of Chemorian magic all over the place but I could not detect any Chemorian. And George.... "
The voice on the other side seemed to choke with tears welling up and disrupting her words.
" What is Rozelle? Why are you crying? Is he not breathing? Is he dead? "
Robert was always blunt .
" Oh! Sh*t the f*ck up Robert. That's my brother you are talking about. He is breathing. He is alive... "
" Then why are you being a crybaby? " Robert interrupted her.
" Because... because he doesn't recognise me.... he lost his memories..... he remembers nothing.... not friends, families or even being a Watcher.... "
" I'm coming. Send me your location. " Robert hung up.
" I wish it had happened to me... " he murmured before getting up and leaving without even saying his goodbyes.