Simple Genius

“She’s not one of my patients. But if she were, I couldn’t tell you anything about her. Patient confidentiality, you understand. That’s why I don’t talk to anyone else about you.” He added jokingly, “Unless they pay me an enormous amount of money of course. I have my ethics, but I’m not stupid.”

“But you do to Sean. Talk about me, I mean.”

“Only because you signed that release.”

“Can you at least tell me why she’s in a wheelchair? That’s not mental, right?”

“It certainly could be. But as I said, she’s not my patient. Why do you want to know?”

“Just curious. There’s not a lot to hold one’s attention around here.”

“Well, I’ll give you something. How about we focus on getting you better?”

“Okay, what’s on the menu today?”

“Not Salisbury steak, but the spaghetti isn’t much better. Now yesterday we finished up with your thinking about why you’re here. What conclusions did you draw?”

“Not many, I’ve been busy.”

“Busy? Really? I thought you just said you were bored?”

“Okay, I’m here because I want to get better.”

“Are you just saying that or do you mean it?”

“I don’t know, which answer do you want?”

“I can play games with the best of them, Michelle, but it does waste a lot of time.”

“Is that what you’ve been telling Sean, that I’m wasting his time, and his money? I know he’s paying for all this.”

“And does that matter to you?”

“I know he’s trying to help me. He’s a good guy. It’s just…”

“Just what?”

“I think he could probably spend his time and money better elsewhere, that’s all.”

“Meaning you’d rather he abandoned you to your fate? You going melodramatic on me? Do I have to add that to the list of weird shit to look out for in you?” Horatio’s smile managed to defuse this comment.

Michelle studied the floor for a few moments.

“Do you think you

know Sean well?” Horatio finally asked.

“Of course. We went through some pretty dangerous things together.”

“He told me you saved his life, more than once in fact.”

“He did the same for me,” she said quickly.

“If you know Sean so well you have to realize that he’s not going to walk away from you.”

“All I’m doing right now is holding him back.”

“Oh, he told you this?”

“Of course not. He’d never say it. But I’m not stupid.”

“Were you two ever physically intimate?”

Horatio’s question caught Michelle so off-guard that she could only gape.

“It’s a fairly standard query, Michelle. I need to understand the different roles that people close to you play in your life. And sexual roles are very powerful influences for both good and bad.”

“We were never intimate like that,” she said in a mechanical tone.

“Okay. Did you want to have sex with him?”

“You can ask me this shit?” Michelle exploded.

“I can ask you pretty much anything. It’s up to you to answer or not.”

“I don’t understand the question.”

“It’s not too difficult, is it? Sean King is tall and handsome, smart and brave, honest and true.” Horatio smiled. “Frankly, I think those traits are given inflated importance in life, but who am I to say? And he’s a good guy too, as you said. You’re a young, attractive woman. You worked closely together.”

“Just because you work with someone doesn’t mean you have to sleep with him.”

“You’re absolutely right. So if I said you did not have thoughts of being intimate with Sean that would be correct?” He smiled. “I need to check off the right box on the multiple choice test here.”

“God, I feel like I’m on the witness stand being cross-examined.”

“Self-examination can be even harder than getting drop-kicked by a skillful shyster in the courtroom. So, no feelings of intimacy toward the big teddy bear?”

“Just go with your gut, Doc. That’s all I can tell you.”

“That actually tells me a lot. Thank you.”

“Now that we’re finished with Sean, I suppose you’ll want to know if I wanted to sleep with my dad.”

“Let’s talk about that.”

“Come on, I wasn’t being serious.”

“I get that. But how is your relationship with your father? Good?”

“No, great! He was a police chief, retired now. He and Mom are in Hawaii on a second honeymoon. That’s the reason I didn’t want to let them know about me. They would’ve just rushed back.”

Horatio didn’t let on that he had already learned part of this from Sean. “Very thoughtful of you. Do you think they’d be surprised you’re here?”

“I hope they’d be stunned!”

“I understand your brothers are cops as well. Ever think of doing something else for a paycheck?”

Michelle shrugged. “Not really. I mean I had the usual pie-in-the-sky ambition to be a professional athlete, but that wasn’t going to happen.”

“Don’t sell yourself short. You’re the first Olympian I’ve ever treated. A silver medal in rowing, Sean said.”

“Yeah,” she replied, a smile tugging at her mouth. “That was great. The high point of my life, or at least I thought so at the time. Maybe it was after all,” she added quietly.

“And then you were a cop for a while and then you joined the Secret Service. Any special reason for the change?”

“All my brothers were cops. I thought it would be cool to be a fed.”

“And your father was okay with that?”