She was “Barbie” now. Barbie fell into the fantasy of the Dreamhouse Clinic much more easily than she could have ever imagined. Relationships here... didn’t seem to have all the obstacles of the real world. Somehow everything just seemed to “click” here. Barbie was at the gym working out when she met Midge for the first time. Midge had strikingly long straight Asian black hair down to her bum. She was dressed in skin-tight black yoga pants, bright blue neon runners and a neon blue sports bra top.. . afraid?"Elizabeth was still for a moment."Afraid?" she said, softly. She gave Denise an intense look."Yes," said Denise, not catching Elizabeth's expression. "I think that's what it was. I don't know... it was odd." Well." Elizabeth said. "When are you seeing him again?" Probably straight after lunch." Denise smiled.Elizabeth just looked at her in disapproval."We, well... We didn't make more plans." Make them!" Elizabeth commanded, again.Denise just giggled again, and said "Yes, Ma'am!". It wasn't just the rape he was worried about. If she remembered killing her rapist, he knew it would torment her for the rest of her life. She was just that kind of person. At the same time, he couldn't live a lie with her. If he did that, and THEN she remembered her past ... it would destroy them both.By the time he picked her up for dinner, he'd thought about it most of the day. He had to get her to talk to Claire. It was the only thing he could do. At least then, if she remembered, she'd be. He had enough money to pay for them, but the question was whether or not they would arrive in time to do him and his men any good. He also needed to order more of those special shells.He told his plan to Janet, and she was excited that he was ordering enough for her to have one of the shotguns. At one time, she had been an avid bird hunter, so she knew how to handle the big gun. When Jason first told Janet that he was getting one of the guns for her, she had squealed and jumped up to run to.