I knock on the door.

"Come in." I hear on the other side.

I open the door and walk in. "Hello, Dr Sweets? It's Dr (L/N). Um, I know you didn't want to talk about Zack's case last time we met but I really must know, did you wrongfully place him in there?" I ask.

"Dr (L/N), I expected to see you sooner, please sit, and close the door behind you." He says pointing to the couch.

I nod and close the door. I sit down and clasp my hands in my lap. "Look, I'm finishing up my dissertation and internship. I need to know if I'm right about him or if he's such a criminal genius that I've been tricked. I can understand every patient there and see where the root of their problems are from. But Zack doesn't have any serious problems like the rest of them." I sigh. "Yes he has problems but they come from his autism and nothing criminal."

"You think he has autism?" Dr Sweets says curiously.

"Yes, he displays many symptoms of autism." I say confused.

"And yourself?" He smiles.

"Yes, what's that got to do with anything? Are you trying to psychoanalyse me?" I say getting frustrated.

"Could it be that you're seeing yourself in him and it worries you that you might turn out like him? You're trying to convince yourself he's innocent so you feel better?" He says.

"Sweets you are trying to change the subject. No, I know autistic people can be criminals and murderers too. I'm saying I do not believe that this one is. Did he work with a cannibal? Possibly. Blow himself up? 99% sure. But kill that man? No way. And that's what I'm worried about because if he didn't then why is he there and if he did then I shouldn't get this doctorate because I let my feelings for someone sway me."

"Feelings, huh? What feelings?" He asks.

"You know you're infuriating right?" I ask.

"Yes I've been told, please continue." He says waving his hand.

"Ugh fine. I might as well get fired if I'm wrong. Yes, feelings. Over the past year and a bit, I've grown quite fond of Dr Addy. But I know nothing is allowed, so I haven't acted upon it. I really don't believe he would trick me into believing he's innocent but maybe he has. I just need confirmation Sweets." I say leaning back.

He sighs. "Look, what actually happened is between me and Zack. Unless he tells you, I can't say anything. That being said, if you need somewhere to finish your internship you can do it here, away from distractions."

"My dissertation is complete. I just don't think I can hand it in knowing I may have been swayed." I sigh.

"Well in that case I recommend you hand it in and cease your work at the facility. That offer to work under me still stands. I still work on his case occasionally, you could help him that way." He says seriously.

"Hand it in? Even if I'm wrong?" I ask sitting up. He nods. "Okay. I will."