Dreams of an Absolution

November 3rd, 2001

Patient Name: Blossom Utonium

It's been over two months since I last had direct contact with Blossom Utonium. Her status as a patient has since...been dropped entirely. Though I was required by the Meta-Human Regulation Act to hand over all documents I had in regards to our sessions, I won't lie...I did some purging of information. That little girl has suffered enough, I'm not about to make her life more miserable than they already have. Still, there is a part of me that wishes I could see her again.

Part of me that still wants to know the truth...to see what she could become.

"Coming! It's awfully late, how can-oh my god. Blossom? Is that really you?"

"I'm sorry to bother you so late, I'm supposed to be studying right now,"

"No! No...no, Dear, I was just thinking about you...do you want to come inside?"

"...I'd like that a lot, Doctor,"

"It's been so long, how are you doing? Is your arm still bothering you? Are you-"

"I remember when you used to calm me down when I was rambling...now I understand why you always smiled, it is cute,"

"Oh my, I'm so sorry. Alright, how about one question at a time? How are you, Blossom?"

"Good, actually, Doctor. In fact, I feel better than I have in months,"

"That's great news, Blossom! What changed? I can't imagine the Meta-"

"No, the Meta-Human Regulation Act has gone out of its way to try to make my life as horrible as possible. It's not enough to try to hold my power back, now they track my every move, and I have a government agent telling me where to be, what to do, and how to do it,"

"I'm so sorry...I wish I could have done more to help you,"

"You've tried to help me?"

"Well...you could...say that,"

"I'm not your patient anymore, am I?"

"Legally, no, you aren't,"

"What happened to my records?"

"...Major Dexter came to confiscate them,"

"...I see,"

"But, don't worry, Blossom. There was nothing incriminating, I made sure of that,"

"You...you edited my records?"

"After all the times you made me promise no one would hear the things you told me, I wasn't about to break that promise without a fight. I can promise you this, Blossom, nothing in those documents will ever hurt you,"

"I'm...touched, Doctor. I never thought you'd go so far to help me...you could have been fired,"

"I could have been more than fired. But, you trusted me, and I refuse to betray that trust,"

"Why? Why would you go so far for me?"

"Blossom...I guess, the truth is, I...I love you, Blossom. You are like a daughter to me. I want to help you, I want to be by your side. I want to see you grow. I want to help you realize your potential. I want...to see what you could become because I love you,"

"...I'm glad I came here. Aku was worried, but I know I made the right decision,"

"I...what did you say?"

"You heard about the serial killer, didn't you? Tyler Benson?"

"I did...I heard that you-"

"I killed him. I tore him apart with my bare hands. Underground, trapped with him, I was afraid I was going to die. Maybe some part of me did die when he shot me, but...he couldn't kill me. No, he struck me down and made me more powerful than ever before,"

"Blossom...you can...sit down...if you like..."

"I'd prefer to stand, if that's alright,"

"Of course..."

"Why are you afraid of me Doctor? I haven't even told you the best part,"

"Please...tell me..."

"I'll tell you my secret if you tell me yours,"

"O-Okay...I don't..."

"That was your first test, Irena...don't play games with gods,"

"Blossom..."

"That night, Irena, I discovered the truth. They told me that Aku had used me. They told me he had given me evil power, they told me I wasn't a goddess. They told me I was a confused little girl. They called me, no, they call me a meta-human. But that isn't the truth. That night, I saw the truth,"

"Oh my god,"

"That's right...I am a goddess,"

"Blossom, I always...they said, but...when you...back in April,"

"Sh...don't be afraid. I'm not here to hurt you. I knew I could trust you, I always knew I could trust you. We're not so different, are we? We were both outcasts, we were both special, we were both pit against our own sister, we were both used...weren't we..."

"How...how did you know? How did you know it was..."

"I've had my doubts at first...but since our last visit, I realized the truth. You slipped...out of character,"

"Blossom...please...don't..."

"I told you, Doctor, I'm not going to hurt you. I won't hurt you...because I trust you. I won't hurt you because I want you on my side. I want...your help,"

"My help...Blossom, you know I'm not really-"

"If you love me...do this for me. Let me visit you. It can be here, it can be at your office, it can be wherever you like. Just...let me visit you and talk to you. Keep notes, like you always did before. Help me to figure this out. I've already pieced so much together, but...there are blank spots. And, there's this feeling that something isn't right. I need your help, Irena Elise,"

"...If you come to my office, they'll be able to read your records,"

"You could purge them again, couldn't you?"

"I could, but it would be harder now. Why don't we meet here? Once a week, does that work?"

"That...that sounds perfect. But, you have to record everything. Understood?"

"Of course, I'm a professional,"

"I knew I could count on you...how long have I been here?"

"Almost an hour, do you need to leave?"

"Yeah, I shouldn't overstay my welcome,"

"Blossom..."

"It was nice talking to you again, Doctor...I missed you,"

"I..."

"Please don't cry,"

"I missed you too,"

"I'll see you next week then? Same time?"

"I'll be here,"

"I'm glad to hear it...oh, Dr. Elise?"

"Yes, Blossom?"

"...You've been like a mom to me the last six months. I know I ran away, but I hope you can forgive your prodigal daughter,"

"Of course I can forgive you!"

"...That's why I love you too...Mom,"