Michael's POV

After a few days alone at the cabin, things have been going a lot easier. Ocean's still having some paranoia moments but not as much. I think the shock of seeing her brother after all that time was what tipped her off.

"I have to go to work now, you gonna be ok?" I ask Ocean sitting at the end of the bed. "Mhm" she replies sleepily. "I just need sleep" she moans turning away from me. And begins snoring slightly. "I'll see you later" I giggle softly leaving the room.

"Is she still in bed!?" Jermaine asks when I come down stairs "yeah"

"all that girl does is sleep these days"

"She just need some rest" I shrug "for what?"

"Because she's tired obviously. I'll be home at lunch time" I tell him about to leave and he looks at me skeptically for a moment. "Did something happen while you two were away?"

"No, why?" I frown. "Well, Since you came back Ocean's spent most of the time in her room" he frowns. "I told you she's just resting. What's the big deal? She's not freaking out as much is she?" I shrug not seeing the problem. "Michael, you need to get her to the doctor. Somethings clearly wrong with her and..."

"She's fine" I sigh rolling my eyes and head off to work.

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Jermaine's POV

I don't understand why Michael won't take Ocean to see somebody, he's told me he has and that their therapist said she didn't need mediation and that she was fine, but clearly he's lying. Freaking out and refusing to leave the house alone isn't fine and I really can't see any therapist telling him that it is.

I head upstairs to check on Ocean and she's in the bedroom cleaning. "Hey, I thought you were sleeping" I smile going into the room. "I can't look at it! I can't sleep in this mess!" she says frustrated. "What mess?" I look around the room confused. Seeing there's not a thing out of place and the whole room is immaculate. Which for a 17 and 18 year old is actually pretty shocking. "What are you talking about their everywhere" she frowns confused continuing dusting. "I just have to finish here then start on the next room"

"Who's here?"

"Germs! Their everywhere... can't you see?" I sigh sitting on the edge of the bed. "Ocean, I think maybe you should speak to someone. Someone that can help you" I say softly "what like a housekeeper? No! I don't what a stranger coming in and touching things." She shakes her head. "I meant someone to talk to"

"But, I talk to Michael all the time"  she giggles slightly under her breath. "Did he tell you not to speak to a doctor?" I asks concerned. "I don't need a doctor! I need to make these germs go away. Their everywhere" she says looking around the room. "Maybe we should open the window and get to light and air in here" I suggest going to the window to open the curtains. "NO!! Don't go near there!!" She snaps rushing over and I move away. "Y-you can't go near there, they'll see you" she says nervously .

"Who?"

"They! J-just come away" she stutters nervously and I move away from the window. I'm about to speak but she cuts me off. "I'm gonna start on the bathroom" she smiles quickly going from scared to happy again. And I nod feeling even more worried.

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Michael's POV

I get home this afternoon and Jermaine is sitting on the sofa waiting for me and I can tell he's pissed about something. "What did I do now?" I sigh sitting on chair next to him. "Nothing! That's the problem!" He snaps and I look at him confused. "You told me you took her to the therapist and you told me..."

"I did take her" I cut him off and he looks at me sternly raising and eyebrow. "Don't lie to me. That girl up there is not fine. You need to call your therapist and you need to do it now!"

"She's just stressed. And I already told you it was just the shock of seeing her brother that freaked her out. But she's ok now. The whole time we were at that cabin she was fine because she was relaxed and away from anything stressful" I try to explain to him and he shakes his head. "So why not take her to see somebody? 3 times a doctor called the house to ask why you didn't show up to appointments?"

"Because she doesn't need to go"

"Well if it's just stress then you'll have no problem calling the doctor and have him come over will you? If there's nothing wrong he'll say that" I'm about to speak and he cuts me off. "Michael, I know your think your helping her, but you can't do this all by yourself. She needs professional help. Now will you please..."

"Fine! I'll call the doctor! He's just gonna say she's stressed, but whatever. I'll call first thing in the morning!" I snap getting really sick of having this same conversation over and over. "do it now" he says handing me my cell phone. "I wanna make sure you call and you make that appointment"

"I wanna go see Ocean first, I haven't spoke to her all day and..."

"Ocean's in the shower. Now call the the doctor" he says sternly and I sigh taking the phone from him and start dialling.

"Hello, prime pizza, can I take your order"

"Hi, it's Michael. I was wondering if it's possible for you to come and see Ocean sometime soon?"

"Sir, I think you may have the wrong number"

"She's just been a little stressed out lately. Would it be possible for her to see you today?"

"Sir, this is a pizza delivery. Would you like to place and order?"

"5pm is perfect. Thank you"

I hang up the phone and Turn to Jermaine. "He'll be here at 5" he nods and smiles at me through pursed lips. "Thank you! I'm gonna have to go to work, let me know what he says ok?" I nod and he picks up his stuff and leaves for work.

"Who's coming at 5?" I hear Ocean walking down the stairs. "Nobody's coming, baby, it's fine" I smile pulling her into me and kiss her softly then break away. "Why don't we eat lunch out today?" I smile "sure! I'll just go and get ready" she smiles back and heads upstairs to get dressed.

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Jermaine's POV

I get home around 11pm and Michael and Ocean are sat cuddling on the sofa in the dark. "Why are all the lights out?" I ask switching them back on. "We're watching a movie, wanna watch? We got popcorn" Ocean smiles handing the bowl to me and I take some from her. "I thought you guys prefer to go out to see a movie?"

"We do. But their still pretty pissed at us for throwing popcorn at people" Michael tells me still looking at the TV. "Michael, thought the guy was dead so I threw some at him just to make sure. I've never heard a corpse fart so loud" Ocean chuckles making Michael do the same. "Can I talk to you real quick?" I turn to Michael. "Sure" he shrugs following me to the kitchen.

"So what did the doctor say?" I ask in a hushed tone so Ocean doesn't hear. "He said it's just all the stress she's been under lately. You know with us trying to get DJ back and seeing her brother and stuff" he shrugs. "That's it? He didn't say anything else?"

"Mhm, I told you it was stress" he smiles through pursed lips and heads back into the living room.