AWD #017: Group Therapy

Chase and Fischer comes to the Chapel for a therapy session.

Group Therapy
Summary: Chase and Fischer comes to the Chapel for a therapy session.
Date: 23/01/2013 (OOC Date)
Related Logs: None.
Iphigenia Chase Fischer 
The chapel is one of the few quiet places to be found on a battlestar. Even rarer still, it's one of the few places that doesn't look like it's part of a battlestar. Heavy blue curtains have been hung from the walls, obscuring the bulkheads. The lights are kept low, adding a certain mystery and gravitas to the space. The central altar is made of a pale grey wood, as are the several rows of pews which extend from it. Laid against the far right wall is a long, low table with several rows of simple white votive candles to be used as vigil lights. Centered among them is a brass plate for burnt offerings from supplicants. Several cushions rest on the floor before the table, where the faithful may kneel to offer their prayers to the Lords and Ladies of Kobol. On the left wall are several compartments which have been sectioned off for private use.
AWD #17

Pastoral counseling is one of the important offerings of the CMES. Iphigenia's time slots are usually quite full, but then she's also got the certification and Psychology degree. Still the couple was able to be fit in and on quick notice, almost as if Iphigenia was expecting them on her doorstep so to speak, eventually. She's reserved one of the quiet side rooms of the chapel used for this very purpose, and she waits for them by its doors, hands clasped loosely in front of her.

"You know, it will probably help," Fischer offers rather quietly to Chase as they enter the chapel, making sure that the other marine is following now. Looking around for a few moments, he offers a polite nod to Iphigenia as he sees her, leading the way over in that direction now.

Chase has always seen herself as strong, capable of doing anything she wanted and on her own. Never had she so obviously gone to seek from any other sources in regards to her personal life. So it's grudging at best as Fischer brings her along, she gives him a quick nod, reserving judgment. Her steps aren't hesitant though, now that she has agreed to go, she will keep her word. "I hope so," she agrees with the man at her side.

"Corporals." Iphigenia offers with the very faintest of smiles. "It shows great strength and fortitude for you both to be willing to come speak with me. I hope I'll be of help to you." She ushers them in - it's a simple seating area designed for comfort and to encourage talk. "Please make yourselves comfortable. Be advised that as a chaplain I'm regarded as whatever rank is appropriate for you to feel most comfortable for me to help you for the purpose of my services; you can likewise both address me in whatever capacity makes you feel most comfortable: Lieutenant, Sister, Gen."

Fischer nods a little bit as he steps inside the small room. "Thank you for having time for us," he replies, after a few moments of pause, moving to one of the seats, but doesn't seat himself until he sees Chase has taken her seat. "I guess this is one of those situations where just having someone to speak with might help quite a bit," he offers, after a few moments of pause.

Chase steps inside just behind Fischer and at the offer she does have a seat. Her expression is carefully schooled into a polite interest as she nods her agreement, "Thank you." The words from Fischer get her attention and she smiles her encouragement. Just because she is hesitant herself doesn't mean she is against Fischer finding the help he needs. It was quite a bombshell.

Iphigenia takes a seat herself, and though she notices Chase's careful mask, she makes no comment on it for the present. "I think it's easiest to start from the beginning." she says. "If one of you could walk me through what's brought you both to me today." She gestures invitingly, expression attentive and intent. The invitation seems to be for either one of them who cares to speak first.

Now that he's actually here, Fischer looks a bit more unsure than he was earlier on. "Well, I guess it began when we got to know each other back home on Picon, right before any of us had joined the marines…" he offers, looking to Chase for a few moments, offering her a brief smile. Letting her explain a bit more now, it would seem.

Without a change in her expression, Chase begins relaying things as if quoting from a fact sheet. "We met, dated a couple months and he left for the Marines, never to be heard from again. It was both our intention to enlist. I had to wait an extra year to have my…" Ah but then there is the slight hesitation. "Our… daughter. Amanda. She's six." Enough said, right?

Iphigenia considers them both quietly for a few moments. "The fact that you're both here and the apparent lack of hostility suggests that to a degree, you have both been able to work through the experience of having a child," this to Chase, "And subsequently revealing Amanda's existence." to Fischer. She adds quietly, "But now I suspect there is a deeper worry for you both." The state of Picon, and the questionability of whether their child lives.

Fischer nods a little bit as he hears that. "It was a bit of a shock," he admits to the part about the revelation. "Something I wasn't entirely sure how to react to. Both the fact that she exists, and that I didn't know about her." A brief pause, before he adds, "And yes, there's that deeper worry." Looking to Chase and offering her a bit of a quiet smile.

"I also told him if he hadn't pressed the matter, that if he hadn't asked, I would never have told him. I'm not sure if that's entirely true, but the fear is there that with him knowing he'll try and take her from me. It's been her and I for her whole life. How do I share her now?" What Chase had intended on being silent musings, she realizes she had spoken aloud and she oh so casually crosses her arms over her chest and leans back in the chair in a defensive gesture. "Yes. I worry about her safety. I want to leave, now, right now and go get her. I fight that internal battle all the time."

"Would you do that?" Iphigenia asks Fischer bluntly, but not accusatorily. "Do you feel you have the right to take Amanda away? What rights do you feel you should have? Perhaps more importantly, what rights do you want to have." The question of whether their daughter is alive is being tabled for the moment. Knowing where they stand with each other seems to be the key here. Iphigenia can ask the questions that they may find difficulty asking each other.

"I think it was that she told me she wouldn't have told me that hurt the most," Fischer offers a bit quietly now. Watching Chase rather carefully for a few moments as he listens to the rest, he shakes his head a little. "No, I do not feel I have the right to take her away. But I guess what I feel I should have… What I want, is to be a part of her life as well. Especially since I would have done what I could to be there for her, for them both, if I had only known." A brief pause, before he adds, "The only reason that I left was because I needed to get out before I ended up just following in my father's footsteps, with no hope of ever becoming… something more, I guess."

That minor slip would end up costing her for a very long time, Chase was sure. When he looks over at her, she continues looking at the Chaplain, not even meeting his gaze. "I tried to contact him, I couldn't find him. I did all I could. It didn't work. Now he says he would have been there for us. In hindsight it's very easy to say, not so easy to do. You would have been there but only for her, and not by choice or you would have tried to contact me long before we had a chance reunion here." Expressing her own doubts now as if talking about them can make them go away. Didn't she just wish that were true.

The comment about being like his father doesn't go unnoticed, but Iphigenia focuses on Chase for now. She leans forward a little bit, her expression sympathetic, but at the same time there's a firmness to it. "I don't think anyone's doubting you doing your due diligence in trying." she says. "What sort of promises did he make to you before he left? Were you set on exploring a deep relationship, or was it more casual? Prior to realizing you'd become pregnant, did you have any reason to feel like he was the sort of man who would act dishonorably in such matters?"

Fischer lets out a bit of a breath as he listens. "I didn't know where you'd be," he points out to Chase. "I believed you had left as well just a short while after I did." Aside from that, he goes silent again, listening quietly for now.

On the defensive again, Chase looks between them, feeling a little ganged up on. "We made no promises. There was just that brief relationship. That's exactly my point though, of course he wouldn't have come back for me, neither of us planned that. Or the baby. It was a casual relationship and no, I never expected him to return or act dishonorably. All I'm saying, is that I wasn't asking him to come back, I just wanted to let him know. As the years passed, him knowing because less important. Amanda knows though, about her father. Beside her bed is one of the only photos of us taken together. I never tried to keep it a secret from her. Just… now it's hard to share her when it's been the Amanda/mom show for too long."

Iphigenia's tone is gentle. "There's no judgment here, Corporal, at least not from me. Consider what we're trying to do here; resolve your feelings and concerns in a way that you can look at them and be able to feel like you can resolve them. The purpose is not to put you on the defensive or assign blame to anyone. So while I talk to Fischer for a few moments, I'd like you to consider a question - not in a way to make you feel like blame is being assigned or like you're being told you did something wrong; I assure you that you have no reason to feel like you did. But my question to you is, given that you weren't given any reason or evidence that Edward is a man who breaks promises or doesn't keep to his responsibilities, why do you think you felt he wouldn't? Take some time to answer. Really think about it, rather than immediately regarding it as accusatory. This is about the problems you both need to work through, and I'm not asking you these questions to put you on the spot, but rather to help you work through them." She turns her attention to Fischer.

Keeping quiet as he listens now, Fischer looks to Chase as she speaks, offering her a quiet smile, that's meant to be reassuring, and not accusatory in any way. Looking over at Iphigenia as she turns her attention to him, waiting to hear what she wants him to talk about now.

Chase falls silent now, musing the thought over in her head, her arms slowly uncrossing, though she doesn't interrupt the others when they go on, she does truly think about things for the moment.

"You're a father. How does it feel? Does it scare you? Do you feel inhibited, or like it may rob you of what you want to do with your life?" Gen asks Edward, leaving Chelsea to think about things for a bit.

Considering those questions for a few moments, Fischer keeps silent for a little while. "I'm still trying to wrap my head around it all," he admits after a few moments. "And it scares me a little, although what scares me most at the moment is the uncertainty." Another brief pause, before he adds, "I don't feel it will rob me of what I want to do with my life." A brief pause, as he looks over to Chase, before he adds, "And I'm not blaming anyone else for anything." Spoken a bit quietly, and with a bit of a slow nod.

"I'm not going to ask if you believe him." Iphigenia says to Chase. "But I am going to ask can you believe him? The difference is important."

"Had he known, I am sure he would have been there. I don't doubt that, now…" Perhaps Chase changed her mind upon hearing the answer of her child's father.

Fischer pauses for a few moments as he hears Chase's answer, but keeps quiet as he listens, looking between the other two now.

"Take time to really think about it, to make sure you feel certain. You share a bond in having a child. It doesn't mean you have to get back together romantically, but it will always connect the two of you. It's important enough for you to working on building a relationship, on whatever terms is best for you both." Iphigenia looks between the two. "I know you both want to talk about your fears and concern for Amanda, but I think there's a lot on your plates right now emotionally, and if you both agree to another session, that may be a better time to discuss that. What do you both think?"

"We already spoke about a relationship together. Do you think it would be best to wait on that until we settled our other issues then?" Chase questions, looking at Fischer just then. At the question for her she nods solemnly, "I'll meet again, if Fischer is agreeable."

Nodding a little as he listens now, Fischer pauses for just a second, before he nods. "Another session sounds like a good idea," he replies, after a very brief moment now. Offering a bit of a quiet smile to both of the others.

"I think you should work on a relationship, but I would suggest you…not seek to label it as anything but healthy and communicative and in the best interest of your daughter. If it evolves into something romantic, than you can honestly say it was't forced." suggests Iphigenia.

Chase relents and gives her first smile, "Thank you, it's all good and sound advice. I'll continue thinking about things and talking to Fischer. Thanks you fitting us in." Rising now, Chase offers a quick salute.

"You're quite welcome. I hope you two are willing to come again so we can talk more about Amanda." Geni says gently.

Fischer nods a little as he hears that, offering a smile now. "Yes, thank you." It's said with a quiet smile, before he adds, "And I'm willing to come back again."

"Me too." Chase scuffs her boot on the floor a bit. "I think I'll be going now. Thanks again." Waiting to see if Fischer is coming with her.

Fischer gets to his feet as well, nodding a little bit now, as he moves to follow Chase out of the room. Offering another brief smile and nod to Iphigenia before he exits.

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