Kari glanced at Nate as she rose to follow the doctor. Her eyes pleading with him to do this, for his safety as well as her own. She feared now more than ever, that he was going to do something horrible, like maybe those sick individuals who went off the edge and started shooting people at random.<br/><br/>She knew it was not his fault. He served his country with pride, he had just been wounded in ways that left him in a state of constant alertness. He would jump at loud noises, flinch at the sound of gunfire on the television. Yet he did not stop giving her looks occasionally that seemed to scream at her for help. Like a little lost boy who needed his mom. Terrified he had done something wrong, needing her comfort but sometimes even afraid of approaching her. She knew he did not harm her willingly. He did not know his own strength was augmented by the flow of constant adrenaline into his system, fed by his fears. His pride would not let him admit he needed help.<br/><br/>She was relieved when he followed the doctor and she was right behind him. She reached out to touch his hand, hoping he would accept her offering of comfort. In the doctor's office he went ahead of her and sat down, folding his hands away from her grasp and only after glancing around as if to make sure it was safe, did he nod for her to enter. Kari sat gingerly on the chair. Her eyes hardly left Nate, but afraid to look at the doctor, for fear Nate would display his jealousy.<br/><br/>When the doctor spoke, she glanced at him briefly and nodded, preferring to remain silent and let Nate control things. Then her head went down as she stole glances at the office and then back to Nate. She was surprised then as the doctor asked her to wait outside. Her eyes widened even further as he placed a hand on her. She shrugged it off immediately as she nodded and meekly went out the door to sit out in the waiting room. Her heart pounded as she tried to imagine what was going on in Nate's head.<br/><br/>There were magazines on the table and she picked one up, thinking to try and relax. Nate was in the doctor's office. He was getting the help he needed. Everything would be fine...she kept telling herself.