Jennifer stared, wide eyed and innocent.<br/>"I'm Nell and I'm eight and I want my Mama. I don't like this nasty man and I want my Mama! Go away, go away."<br/><br/>"What is happening with her?" the small woman inquired, fighting against an urge to release the girl from her restraints.<br/><br/>"She regressed through the hypnosis at an incredible rate. I have never seen anything like this in all my 30 years as resident psychiatrist. Once a subject has gone through the process, all memories are supposed to be gone and only the implanted story stays in the brain. Interesting, interesting." he mused<br/><br/>"You seem agitated," he observed. "What are you feeling?"<br/><br/>"I feel like I want to hurt someone for hurting her. I feel that I am going to take off the straps and hold the kid in my arms. " she said, voice quavering. The woman moved toward Jennifer even as she answered.<br/><br/>"Stop! Don't touch her." the doctor commanded. "No, go ahead, just for clinical observation, mind."<br/><br/>"Mama, I want my mama. I'm Nell and I'm eight and I want my mom." Jennifer wailed, as she thrashed against the restraints.<br/><br/>The woman picked lose the strap and Jennifer threw her arms around her.<br/><br/>"Mama, Mama. I don't like it here and I want to go home."<br/><br/>The woman was nonplused for a minute and awkwardly patted her back. When they made physical contact, the woman's face crumpled and she gathered Jennifer close to her.<br/><br/>"Oh, baby, my tiny dancer," she whispered. "how could I have forgotten?"<br/><br/>"Rita! back away from the subject." the doctor asserted.<br/><br/>"Subject, my ass, This is my child isn't it? The one that I have dreamed about and you said was just my subconsious wanting a new project to work on." she hissed.<br/><br/>She glanced in the mirror and saw the truth there. Same coal black hair, same fiery ice blue eyes, small bones, determined chin. She felt the truth pressed against her heart, Same small bones, same boyish breasts.<br/><br/>"Now Rita, you know it was for the best."<br/><br/>"Maybe then but not now. I'm taking her back to my quarters. Come on, honey." she said.<br/><br/>"Rita!"<br/><br/>"Go stuff yourself, Howard."