I will make you better..one way or another

Dr.Michelle Meyers Stonebridge Asylum. Psychologist and Doctor.

[missmeganfields]

Time for a Chat | Megan & Dr. Meyers

[missmeganfields]

Megan’s eyes fell downwards as she caught movement from the corner of her eye, focusing on the sight of Michelle trying to grab something out of her purse. Megan used her free hand to push the item from it’s spot, sending it and it’s contacts to scatter across the floor. The blonde’s attention snapped back to Michelle and she smirked, “Not gonna be quite so easy I’m afraid, Miss Meyers.” She mused, leaning forward slightly, applying more pressure to the females throat, “These people here have become my family. And I will do whatever it takes to keep them safe. Even if that means slitting your throat.” 

[drmichellemeyers]

Michelle groaned a little when Megan threw her bag away, watching as the walkie spun across the floor. Her gaze drew back to the smirking blonde, eyes dark. "Why would it ever be?" She asked, voice softer than usual with the beginning lack of air. The doctor simply took smaller breaths when more pressure was applied, smirking at the prospect. She was a psychopath after all. "Amusing, Miss Fields, really amusing." Michelle said. Using her hands, which were free, she grabbed the other girls throat. "See, when you are trying to make threats, Miss Fields you may want to make sure they can't get to you first."

[missmeganfields]

Time for a Chat | Megan & Dr. Meyers

[missmeganfields]

Megan simply laughed, “Yeah, we’ll see how long that lasts. Cause unfortunately for you there’s some people I talk to over the phone that are highly important to me. So I will not lose any such privileges for as long as I’m stuck in this hellhole.” 

Megan listened to the doctor speak, annoyance growing clear on her face despite containing most of the rage that was also building inside. However when the woman’s rant had ended, Megan nodded slightly, offering the doctor a small smile before she moved forward suddenly, slamming Michelle into a wall with her arm pressed harshly against her throat. “My message must not have been clear enough then, Miss Meyers.” 

[drmichellemeyers]

Michelle sighed. "We shall, Miss Fields we shal." She said shaking her head. The woman couldn't grasp what was off about this one, but there was something very distinct that were catching her eyes. The brunette turned to face the girl completely, hearing to her words.

The doctor was taken by surprised when the patient slammed her into the wall. Her hands reached for the walkie talkie that was in her purse not on her side as it always was. Now her hands lifted her the girls arm, eyes dark as she glared at her. Still she laughed as much as she could while being held by her throat. "No it was, but clearly mine wasn't."

[missmeganfields]

Time for a Chat | Megan & Dr. Meyers

[missmeganfields]

Megan laughed in something between annoyance and amusement, her head falling back to look at the ceiling as she shook her head in disbelief, before returning her eyes to Michelle, “Did you miss the part where I said I know my rights? You have no way to control my contact outside these walls. Even if you manage some lie about how I shouldn’t interact with people because I’m crazy, you can not take away my rights to phone calls with people who wouldn’t even be within a ten mile radius of me.”

"You vapid bimbo, of course she wasn’t having hallucinations! The poor girl’s mind was to focused on the pain that was burning through her body! Or you know, maybe she was having hallucinations but you had no way of knowing because she was to busy crying out from the pain you put her in!"

Megan tensed as the woman spoke, taking a moment to calm herself before she moved around the desk to stand directly in front of Meyers, her eyes meeting the woman’s and showing no signs of fear or backing down. “You lay a hand on another person in this place, and I will use your intestines to decorate this office.” 

[drmichellemeyers]

"You misunderstand me, Miss Fields. Yes, that is a basic right. Unfortunately you are under our judgement and a danger to yourself and society. I believe I need to place you on temporary lockdown which means you are not allowed to contact anyone in anyway outside of these walls. It would be a detriment to your mental health if you did so. That gives me permit to do this."

Michelle shook her head, "Exactly, Miss Fields. She wasn't experiencing any symptoms during her treatment. Pure progress in the overview. We were able to stop them for a short period of time!" Michelle said excitement in her voice. That session had shown great progress, though. "It was simply a baseline session for her. The real sessions will begin shortly." Meyers said looking at the blonde.

At the others reaction Michelle couldn't mask the joy that filled within her eyes. "You do not scare me, Miss Fields. I will continue with my sessions, and I will be sure to be following up on the little promise I made. Miss Juliet will continue her sessions, and you can't do anything about it. Nor Miss Davis no matter how invincible you seem.

[missmeganfields]

Time for a Chat | Megan & Dr. Meyers

[missmeganfields]

Megan scoffed in amusement, rolling her eyes before her attention shifted back to the woman, “Run that mouth of yours all you want, you aren’t going to wound me any. I know full and well there are people who care about me both inside this place and out. And I don’t believe any of the staff is anywhere on that list if I’m being frank.” 

"Fair point," Megan nodded, "but don’t think I haven’t already thought that through as well." She sifted in her seat, sitting up and using her hands as she talked, " See at first I thought I could easily round up anyone who you’d hurt, take the lot of them to court with me because they wouldn’t be afraid of you in a group, but then it occurred to me that even then you could still easily pass it over on the whole we’re just a bunch of crazies excuse. Then of course there’s a simple lie detector test, but again, there’s ways to lie your way through that and I’m sure someone like you has figured that out. So I had another thought, of how easy it would be to simply…take your files. You can change your handwriting of course, claim that it’s not yours. But even then, all it takes is a good amount of money to have someone dig up old things of yours. College papers, things you’ve had to sign for work, checks. Any of those old things would easily do the trick." Megan’s eyes lifted to the woman and she couldn’t help the smirk that took over her features.

"You’re a complete imbecile if you think you’re curing anyone." Megan hissed, her eyes narrowing at the woman. She paused for a moment before standing, moving to the desk and placing her hands on top of it, facing Meyers, "Honestly tell me how slapping a patient will fix their medicine? Or how cutting a girl’s arm could pull her out of her disorders? Hm?" Megan asked, tilting her head to the side in question, "And don’t pull your psychotic doctor crap where you give me some bullshit excuse of how I wouldn’t understand or it’s complicated cause we both know that’s the only answer you have. Because at the end of the day, you know I’m right. You’re not helping anyone. This is about some psychotic little need to understand how we work. To poke and dissect at us until you figure out why we are the way we are. Why people are the way they are." 

[drmichellemeyers]

"You've clearly put much thought into this Miss Fields, but I always have a way a plan. To do what you wish to do to, ah, destroy me would require resources, people on the outside. People you would not contact if you had restricted access to any means of communication outside these walls." She said sighing and shaking her head. Meyers knew this girl had a plan, though no plan was fool proof and no plan was made of iron. Everything has a way around it.

"Oh on the contrary, Miss fields." Michelle said a smile growing bigger on her face as she snapped her head to look at the blonde. "You see each one of those actions had quite the effect on the patient." She said nodding. "Miss Juliet, seems to be the one youre talking about most so lets see. She did not experience one hallucination during her treatment, after previously having them run around the room. Thats progress that I need to harness and work from and upon." 

"As for Miss Blackwell, well she won't take much. She's an eggshell you see her brain needs a little touch up and shell be fine. How I'll do that?" Meyers smirked, "I'm sure you will find out." Michelle blinked folding her hands on her diaphragm. "Miss Juliet will continue on with her sessions however and there is nothing you can do to stop that. nor Miss Davis." 

[missmeganfields]

Time for a Chat | Megan & Dr. Meyers

[missmeganfields]

"With doctor and patient confidentiality and all," Megan spoke, nodding as she straightened up her posture, leaning forward to drop the file down onto the desk before turning to face Michelle, "Yes, I understand all that. But I also understand that it’s against the law to use such treatments on patients. And not only that but slapping patients as well is something that I believe is very much a no for someone with a title such as your own." Megan paused for a moment, seeming to get lost in her thoughts before she spoke again, "I would say correct me if I’m wrong but with all due respect, Miss Meyers, I know that I’m not."

A soft laugh left Megan’s lips, seeming highly amused by the Doctor’s threat as she leaned back in her seat once more, folding her legs and lifting her eye’s back to Michelle’s. “For such a well schooled Doctor you’re not very bright, Miss Meyers.” She spoke, the amused look not leaving her features, “You see I have one very strong will in my life, and that’s to protect the people I care about. And I will genuinely do whatever it takes to keep them safe. So if I per say couldn’t get a hold of the real files, though I doubt that’s very likely, I would find another way to rid my life of the problem that is you.”

[drmichellemeyers]

"No cares about you, but the doctors here Miss Fields. I for one will use whatever method I see fit." Michelle just shook her head, "Oh Miss Fields you are going to be quite the piece of work." She said still smiling. "You're the one hospitalized, anyone in a court could easily be influenced that you made up these twisted little tales yourself." The doctor said words dripping acid. "Of course, you would never get that far. One e-mail and any privilege you had to the outside world will be cut off faster than you could blink." Meyers began to walk around her office as she often did when she was deep in though, or theory. 

"You are though, Miss Fields." The girls laugh sent a wave of agitation through the doctor. Though not a feature on her face changed. "Good to know, Miss Fields, however my care in life is finding ways to cure you all. Don't you wish to be cured? Maybe I'll use your one will in life to help the process along." She spoke with a blank voice canting her head slightly. "How am I the problem in your life, Miss Fields?" 

[drmichellemeyers]

Closed session ||Dr.Donner, Miss Russo, Dr.Meyers

[drmichellemeyers]

Emilia had just been in the common room all day, her eyes glued to the television, bored as always. But in the middle of a cheesy movie she’d never even seen before, a couple guards grabbed her and brought her to an office; one she’d never been in before.

Oh god, oh god, oh god. When it hit her, she knew exactly where she was going. Sure, Em was never the best patient when it came to most staff members, but there was one that really got under her skin, and right now she wished she could be anywhere but here.

Donner had been expecting the kid’s session to occur sometime within the next few days, receiving the call and exiting her office immediately after. She didn’t ask many questions on the nature or plans for the treatment as it was obvious that the patient had done something to anger the other Doctor, who seemed to have a sudden thirst to prove that she was not the best member of the staff to cross.

But Mae couldn’t help but chuckle at the irony of it all, making her way through the hallway before opening the door of the woman’s office without bothering to knock. To her good fortune, their patient hadn’t arrived yet, so she carefully moves to the opposite side of the room, her hands crossing over her lap with a smirk. “Hello Doctor Meyers, and how are you today?” It was only a few minutes later that a few guards had pulled their patient into the room, causing her to fall quiet as she took time to observe.

The doctor shuffled all the papers on her desk into one pile before sliding them into her drawer and telling herself she would deal with them later. The other two people participating in this session should here soon, She thought sitting up straighter in her chair. Her mind pondered how the session would play out, with an eager colleague  

Meyers smiled at the other doctor when she came into the room. "I am faring well today, how are you?" She said folding her hands over her desk before hearing the door open again. The doctor's head snapped to the door eyes turning hard, but the same smile on her face. "Thank you, we've got her from here." Michelle said to the men who brought the young blonde into the room. "Miss Russo, have a seat would you?" She asked noticing that Mae hadn't spoken a word since Emilia came into the room. 

[pushingdaiisy-blog]

  But it’s still respectful, even if you are a staff. But that’s just my opinion, and I guess patient opinions don’t matter around here.

Wonderful. When is it?

[drmichellemeyers]

No they don't.

Whenever Dr.Donner and I find time to take you in. I'll send orderlies to obtain you and escort you to my office.

[pushingdaiisy-blog]

Hm… I thought I did.

Even then, you should learn to knock.

[drmichellemeyers]

I'm a staff member I don't have to knock. 

Anyway Miss Russo, I wanted to tell you that I've scheduled you for a session with Dr.Donner and I.

[pushingdaiisy-blog]

[drmichellemeyers]

Oh Miss Russo, you should really shut your door.

[missmeganfields]

Time for a Chat | Megan & Dr. Meyers

[missmeganfields]

"I will address you properly the second you begin following proper procedures, Miss Meyers." Megan retorted, her voice returning the doctor’s own harsh town, but facial expression only revealing a slight annoyance with the woman in front of her. Because as harsh as she had heard this woman was and as unphased as the woman acted, Megan didn’t feel a single ounce of fear. She had gone through a lot in her life, and at this point it was going to take a lot more than a Doctor with a psychotic streak to scare her. 

"I heard no lies escape my mouth, Miss Meyers. I simply returned a question with a question, because I genuinely don’t understand why the relationship between Miss Davis and myself is any of your business, let alone what place it has in this conversation." Megan hadn’t come here to play stupid mind games with the Doctor sitting across from her. She came to make a simple point that the woman needed to cut her shit out or Megan would find another way to protect the people she cared about. "Is that so?" Megan asked, cocking a brow and sitting up in a chair, grabbing one of the many files and opening it, "Because these files have some details in here of patients reactions to certain treatments and though I never took any law classes, I know enough to know that the court would be highly dissatisfied to see these." 

[drmichellemeyers]

"We will see about that Miss Fields. Later." Michelle warned her eyes returning to their over kind state. The doctor knew this would be one of the harder patients to deal with, discipline wise at least. Yes it was true that she had a very hard outer shell that made her appear untouchable. Of course, Dr.Meyers knew better than anyone that everyone has a breaking point and everyone has a price.

"Well Miss Fields as you see, yes it is against the law for you to view these and their treatments also have no place in this conversation." She hissed making sure the file drawer was fully closed. "Though I could always just claim you made the whole thing up, Miss Fields and replace the files keeping these ones in particular for myself. Who do you think they'd believe the psychiatrist or the patient?"

[missmeganfields]

Time for a Chat | Megan & Dr. Meyers

[missmeganfields]

"Miss Myers is there really a point in this whole…lying game you seem to want to play? Because I can assure you it’s going to do nothing but waste both of us time." Megan allowed her feet to be pushed off the desk, dropping them to the ground before her face lifted into an amused grin, pausing for just a moment before she shifted in her seat to a more comfortable position. 

"I’m quite content, Miss Myers." Megan’s eyes locked with Michelle’s, but the smile didn’t leave her lips, and no signs of being the least bit troubled entered her features. "And why would that be any of your business?" She asked, shifting to relax back into the chair and raising a brow at the doctor. "Yeah, I know…surprising how easy it is to get into your office and your files really."

[drmichellemeyers]

"Doctor Meyers, Miss Fields. You will address me properly." The doctor said harshness seeping through each word. Michelle allowed the patient to stay in the chair, leaning on her desk instead. "I agree, Miss Fields.Lets not play this game." She said her eyes sharpening a little. The womans hair was pulled into a tight clean bun on the back of her head. She wore a crisp navy blue blouse and a pencil skirt. Normally she would've slipped on a black blazer but sadly her patient had been unexpected.

"I thought we agreed to to lie to each other, Miss Fields. Just answer the question. I know you two are rather...close." She said her lips rising into a small smile. "I don't worry about anything in this office Miss Fields. All patients are welcome in my office though I do prefer to know when they come." She shifted to turn completely to the patient. "So why are you here Miss Fields? Remember, no lying game."

[missmeganfields]

Time for a Chat | Megan & Dr. Meyers

[missmeganfields]

Megan’s eyes lifted as Michelle made her way into the room, the way she walked alone giving indication that she was annoyed with Megan. She watched her with a calm gaze, hands lifting and a smile lifting the corners of her lips as the woman snatched the file from her and put it back in it’s rightful place. “I would, but since you don’t believe in following the rules, I figured that I had no reason to either.” She replied with a shrug, not showing any signs of moving anytime soon. 

"Really?" Megan cocked her head to the side, a confused gaze on her face as her eyes trailed to the ceiling as if in thought, "Because we’re only now just really meeting and even before this you’ve already managed to leave quite the awful impression." Her eyes moved back to meet Michelle’s now, her facial expression amused, "As if anyone would come to you for a voluntary session." 

[drmichellemeyers]

"I follow every rule, Miss Fields." She said her voice too high and forcefully innocent. "What kind of example would I set if I didn't?" She said this time moving over to the patient and pushing her feet off the desk with ease. "Thats better isn't it?" Michelle shrilled smiling at the girl. In her conversation with Miss Davis the  subject of Miss Fields seemed touchy. This was the perfect opportunity to study the blonde for future references.

"As have you, Miss Fields. Now I suggest you move before I get someone to move you for me, yes?" She said mimicking the girl by tilting her head and gazing directly at her with sharp eyes. "Let me guess, you've spoken with Miss Davis?" She asked her hands resting at her waist. Michelle did not cross her arms, ever. She found it appalling and simply uncomfortable. "You'd be surprised at what I see Miss Fields. After all you're here, and I wasn't even aware." She said letting it blow past her lips without second thought  

[drmichellemeyers]

Closed session ||Dr.Donner, Miss Russo, Dr.Meyers

The doctor walked into her office sitting lightly in her chair. She eyed the 'closet' door where all of her tools and equipment lay. Her hands were itching for an experiment with a patient. Luckily, she knew exactly which one she could use. Michelle smirked as she ran her hands through her files. She knew that she needed Miss Russo's file in particular. That particular patient had stuck a nerve in the doctor. Bad mistake. 

Her hand lifted to her black cord phone so that she could call her associate, Dr. Donner down to her office. Michelle had gotten her to agree to this session because their techniques were both, ah, peculiar.  Then once she had contacted her, Michelle paged for her patient to be sent down for her punishment  session.

[missmeganfields]

Time for a Chat | Megan & Dr. Myers

The sound of a key working in the lock caused Megan to look up from her spot, eyes focusing on the door for the briefest of seconds. There was no point in looking to see who entered, she knew that it had to be Myers on the other side. Mostly judging by the fact that it was the woman’s office and her personality left Megan to assume that she most likely never let anyone inside unless she was with them. Not that she could do much about Megan getting in, she had become so good at picking locks that she had never not been able to get inside of something she wanted to. 

Megan took a step back from the desk, sitting down in the woman’s chair and leaning back before propping her feet up onto the desk to make herself look like she was right at home, wondering just how much she could annoy the woman before she exited the room. She grabbed one of the many files that she had pulled out and shuffled through, setting it in her lap just before the door pushed open and the Doctor stepped inside. “Evenin’.” Megan called out casually, her eyes not looking up as they pretended to focus on the file. 

[drmichellemeyers]

Michelle had slid her little silver key into the lock, turning it three times before the door actually opened. Her eyes lifted to her desk where there was a blonde sitting with her feet on her desk. For a brief moment her mind pondered how the patient had entered her office. Still she didn't bother with questioning it. Walking swiftly she removed the file from Megan's hand, placing it back and the cabinet and shutting the drawer. "Good Evening Miss Fields. I would ask you to move to where patients sit, and next time ask me if you wish to have a meeting. I can be present as well." The woman said motioning for her to stand.

She scanned her office, seeing the files out of place and everything slightly moved. The doctor shook her head, an audible sigh. "Miss Fields first impressions always stick and right now you're not making the best one." The doctor shuffled, closing the door and putting her bag on the top of the file cabinet. "This wouldn't have anything to do with your dearest friends would it, Miss Fields? After all I don't have voluntary sessions."

[scenepai]

[drmichellemeyers]

You all seem quite chatty today

[imemmelineblackwell-deactivated]

Your treatmants are unethical! What you’re doing isn’t right! 

I’m not scared of you! 

[drmichellemeyers]

Pity.

[drmichellemeyers]

You all seem quite chatty today

[imemmelineblackwell-deactivated]

Don’t pass this off on my condition..you’re a dangerous person..and you need to stay away from Anna..she’s too delicate for you..

[drmichellemeyers]

Miss Juliet is currently under treatment, an important treatment plan I may add and I'm afraid I cannot stay away from her Miss Blackwell

My, my Miss Blackwell. You seem to be very brave today.