Ashley had started her job at the Grace Fields Rehabilitation Center only about three months ago. She was eager to help the troubled people that lived there. She wanted to use her powers so badly to just make everyone better, but she knew she couldn't. People would question and she would probably be kicked out never allowed to come back. So for now, she just had to use her words, charm, and soft heart.<br/>She was going around giving some of the patients their medications. Some got mad and refused, in which she had to call over another nurse, usually a male, to help her with it. The ones that were too bad were stuck inside their rooms on suicide watch. She had talked to some of them and they told her that they saw things that told them to kill themselves, or hurt themselves. Others just said they wanted to. So many broken people in the place, but she was determined to help every single one of them.<br/>She was offering some of the residents some cookies as a small snack that someone had made for them. She walked over to a boy with black hair who was sitting on the windowsill, bundled up and looking cold. She had heard about him. He was one of the most troubled, having so many suicide attempts and all of which failed. He seemed lonely and she didn't think he had anyone. No friends or family. He was slightly odd looking, but she didn't care. She just wanted to help.<br/>Ashley walked over to him and sat on the windowsill across from him, holding out the container that held the cookies. "You seem cold. Would you like a cookie and I can get you some nice warm blankets?" She asked him in a soft, soothing voice.