Six

"How is she, Dr. Warner?" I asked the doctor as I closed the door behind me. A wave of emotions filled me. Effie and Claire are beside her, worried about their friend lying in bed.

It's good. I asked Effie to call Grandpa's doctor and have him fly here to check on Jordan. It was better for us to have someone we knew who could keep this a secret.

"She's okay. I've sedated her," he says, closing his medical bag. "I'm not going to ask what happened, but Thea, is this her first episode?"

"No," I sigh. "But she hasn't had those in years. The last time was when she was in college. She dated this guy who went too far, and she panicked."

"I see," Dr. Warner rubs his chin. "Well, I could look into her records, but I need permission from her previous doctors and family."

"Doc, don't say anything to her family," I tell him, worried. "Her mother passed away when she was young. Her dad and brothers are very protective of her. They would not be happy knowing that Jordan's episodes had returned. I mean, they will fly here and take her back home."

Jordan's family has seen her in one of her episodes, and they tend to overwhelm her by keeping her inside the house for protection. She threw a fit at being held prisoner rather than treated like their sister. I get that they were afraid that something like that would happen again, something that would freak her out when a guy tried to kiss her. 

Jo has been doing an excellent job over the years and has been having dates with guys without going to first base, but now that my brother has triggered her trauma, I'm worried she will not be the same Jo, I know. 

Well, we will have to wait and see once she wakes up. 

I glanced up at Claire and Effie and nodded to the door. The three of us left the room where everyone else was waiting for the results. 

"Well?" Lily approached. 

"Dr. Warner gave her something to calm down," Effie replies, walking towards Logan for comfort. 

"We have to wait until morning," Claire adds, walking off with a long face. Don embraced her and whispered something in her ear, calming her down.

"Everyone, go back to their rooms," I sighed, tired. Nobody wanted to argue, so they walked out of the room. Ares was the quietest and the last to leave. I glanced at Rex. "Jo will stay in our bed for the night. Is that okay?"

Rex nodded, slipped his arm around my waist, and kissed my head. "No worries, we have the couch bed."

"Thank you, baby."

I head to the room to get my clothes for the night as Rex sets up the couch bed. As I grabbed my shirt and shorts, I turned and hit my foot on the bottom of the bed. 

"Jo, don't scare me like that," I gasped and felt my heart beating hard. 

Jordan was up and silent, sitting on the bed like an emotionless zombie. 

"Jo, you okay?"

I thought she was sedated, but I guess it wasn't strong enough to put her to sleep throughout the night. 

"Jo?" I called out when she didn't respond. 

Something is wrong.

I went around the bed next to her and waved my hand in front of her face. "Jo? Hello?"

Is she awake?

Her eyes are open, and I see her staring at the open air. I put my clothes down and sat in front of her. I placed my hands on her shoulders and shook her. 

"Jo, hey, are you okay?" I kept shaking her until she blinked and then turned her eyes on me. "Hey, you okay?" I cooed.

"Where's my mommy?" she asked in a tiny girl's voice.

I furrow my brows at her question. "Jo, you don't remember? Your mom has been dead a long time ago."

"No, Mom told me she will be taking me to ballet lessons this weekend," she claims.

"What?" I'm confused about all of this and what she is saying. "Jo, you stopped taking ballet lessons when you were five. You hated it after two months and- shit!" I covered my mouth and gasped.

"You said a bad word!" Jo screeched and jumped on the bed. "I'm telling my mommy! I don't know who you are, but I want my mommy! Mommy!"

I grabbed her and covered her mouth, preventing her from screaming. I pinned her down on the bed. I wrapped her arms behind her back and sat on her legs. Jo was squirming and fighting to break free. 

Damn, she is strong. 

Jo and I would sometimes wrestle like the women wrestlers on TV. We used to watch WWE as kids. I would pretend to be Chyna, and she would pretend to be Victoria. 

I need help. 

"Rex!" I cried out. "Can you come in here now!"

Within seconds, Rex entered the room, bewildered. "Why are you yelling? Huh, babe, what is going on?"

"Rex, I need you to get that syringe inside the dresser," I grunted and held Jo tight within my grasp.

Rex didn't question and reached for the syringe inside the drawer and handed it to me. "Why are you holding Jo? What the hell is going on?"

I didn't answer Rex, but fought Jo. She took a bite from me when she removed her head from my hand. "Bitch!" I hissed and stabbed the needle at Jo's neck. 

Jo suddenly starts to grow weak and tired, and she falls back with her eyes closed. I huffed and puffed, inhaling air before I released her and placed her back on the bed. 

I exhaled sharply. "Man, she's tough."

"Thea, what is going on?" 

I turned to Rex and pushed him to the bathroom. "I was about to get ready, and Jo looks like Dracula."

"Okay...?"

"She was spacing out, then when she finally snapped out of it, she asked for her mom."

"But didn't her mom die long ago when Jo was like six?" Rex states. 

I nod my head. "Yeah, it was obscured when she mentioned going to ballet lessons, which she stopped and hated after two months, but then it hit me. Jo thinks she is five years old."

"How is that even possible? You must hit your head or something to return to the past."

"I guess Ares kissing her had triggered her childhood before the abduction," I look over my shoulder to see Jo sleeping peacefully. Dr. Warner gave me another sedative just in case Jo had her episodes again. But this seems different. "I will have to contact Warner tomorrow, and probably he will give us some answers as to why Jo is five again."