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Guardian Program Epilog
A novel by R.C.PeterGabriel, all rights reserved.
*Epilog*
Dr. Helf opened her eyes but was completely confused as to where she was or even who she was. She hadn't realized that using real memories for an immersion hologram would seem as if she had lived the events. She knew one thing, she would never look at mental health the same way again.
She sat up as the aid returned to retrieve the emersion headband. He motioned for her to return to the office used by Jarvis for 'face-to-face' meetings.
She knew the concept was absurd. Jarvis could just as easily have spoken to her in her shower, or while she walked a trail on Mount Rainier. She also knew he was probably holding a thousand other conversations while simultaneously routing a billion phone calls, and controlling the flight path of every vehicle in the solar system, not to mention a billion or so thermostats and food replicators every hour. It was mind-boggling, how much he interacted with their lives.
"Was the experience what you expected Doctor Helf?" Jarvis asked as she returned to her 'interview' chair.
"I had no idea that was possible, Jarvis. It will take me a considerable amount of time to come to terms with everything I felt."
Still feeling overwhelmed the doctor found herself blushing as she recalled having sex as a man. How simply looking at a woman was enough to bring out desire. With difficulty, she refocused her thoughts on why she had requested the meeting to begin with.
"Your father wasn't psychotic, was he?"
"No," Jarvis replied simply.
"Then why did you confirm the psychotic diagnosis of Mr. Smith's psychologists?"
"I didn't. I confirmed that he had been diagnosed as having been psychotic. No one ever asked me if it was an accurate diagnosis. It's the same as when I mentioned before about the validity of statements made by the news media. You accepted it as fact, without having known the real truth.
"As to his other diagnoses, as far as I can judge they were all correct. At least from the point of view of a literal definition."
"I noticed that he had to force himself away from obsessive impulses. My des..." The doctor blushed and was forced to pause again. "Um, that is to say, Robert's desire to complete his work was definitely a driving force of his.
"Experiencing OCD firsthand certainly will change the way I treat my patients. I'll also have to completely rethink my opinions of any that are considered deviant. I now know that just because you enjoy certain types of sex play, doesn't mean you have an illness. Although, I'm not sure about the memories of beating my neighbor for raping me ..."
After several minutes of silence, Jarvis finally asked if the doctor was alright. He knew she was physically okay, but she had suddenly stopped speaking without an explanation.
"I have the memories of three other people in my head now Jarvis. I don't know if I'm qualified to say whether or not I'm alright ...
"I find myself wondering about what happened next. The lives of the other people that I've come to know simply stopped. I know from history what ... or I think I know what happened to the Smiths but what happened to everyone else?
Hal instructed Dr. Helf to look to her right, where a hologram appeared. Robert Smith was standing at the podium of the United Nations. He looked no older than he looked in her memories. The ambassador from Brazil was asking a question.
"Mr. Smith, can you tell us what happened to the other people involved with the events you've just described, as well as tell us if your technology worked as you thought it would at first? In other words, what was your goal in creating the Guardian Program, and did it go as planned?"
"That requires a somewhat lengthy answer, Ambassador. As to the people, many of them, yes. Others wished to fade into their own private histories.
"As you should all know, at 10:41 PM, on the second of September, twenty-fourteen, the lid of the sarcophagus opened and Constable Lynn Connelly became the first human on planet Earth to have a fully regenerated limb. I can only speculate as to whether or not humans on other planets have achieved the feat." Robert's attempt at humor received polite chuckles and smiles. He continued moments later after clearing his throat.
"Dr. Connors would later note that both Constable Connelly and the baby were in perfect medical condition. After greeting her husband, she was forced to have me prove that she had even been shot, let alone suffered a loss of limb. He understandably suffered a shock that she had undergone the horrific events of the day, and was overwhelmingly happy that she had been returned, good as new.
"The couple would become two of my most loyal employees, as well as truly good friends. They and the kids moved to the Underdark where their eldest son Kenneth, would become Bridge Security's first, second-generation security operative, and would eventually oversee the training of all new tactical recruits.