HSU: INTERVENTION
Author: the beligerant and paranoid alcoholic
Rating: AA (An Apology)
Promise: Jaelly will be starting the 12 Step program to deal with her Absinthe addiction. Feel free to write her going through the steps, or waking up in the middle of the night screaming things like, "I TAKE MINE WITH SUGAR!"

It was three a.m. when Jael came wandering in the tent, and to her surprise it was full of people. Lots of people. And they were all staring at her.

"What are you looking at?" she asked, in that tone of voice that implied she was a less than nice person. She'd been using that a lot lately.

Sitting on the bed were Darry and Cicero. On the chair by the desk was the General. Sitting next to him on the desk was the Other General.

"Jael, what is that you have in the mug?" asked the General.

"Coffee. Why?"

The Other General looked at the General. The General nodded. Max walked over and whispered, "You don't drink coffee," taking the mug from her hand and dumping it on the floor. Green liquid oozed across the dirt.

"Jael, you're a drunk." said Darry- always straight the to the point that Nurse is.

"I am not. What is this?!"

"Its an Intervention," replied the Nurse, who was not happy about being called in the middle of the night to address the drinking problem.

"I do not have a drinking problem." replied Jael.

"See?" said the Nurse, "Only people who have drinking problems claim, 'I do not have a problem... its called Denial. Look it up. You'll find it after 'Dancing' and before 'dichotomy.' You can look those up to if you'd like " said the Nurse.

"Yeah, well," replied Jael, trying to think of a witty come-back. Having had half a bottle of absinthe, none was forthcoming.

This is when the General stood up, and carried over a box, setting it at Jael's feet. "We found these in your typewriter case Jael, dahling," there were several bottles with a green fairy on the label. Jael stared at her feet.

Max shoved some papers in her face. "And these?" he asked. Jael glanced at the papers. They appeared to be a stack of Memos claiming that the army was relocating to California. "Am I, or am I not the Commander of the armies of the North?" growled Maximus.

"Ummmm... you see, I was..."

"You have a problem Jael. We're here to help. Tomorrow morning I want you to go and see the Nurse," Jael glanced at the Nurse, she didn't looked too pleased about having an a.m. appointment, "and you will start a program to help you with this problem. And, I've informed Judy you aren't allowed in the cabaret anymore. Not until we're sure you're better. General Maximus and I have discussed it, and we also feel you should be relieved of your duties as well. Do you understand Jael?" asked the General.

"Um... I really don't have a problem..." said Jael.

"Jael, did you, or did you not attack Emmy?"

"Well... I didn't use my sword, if that's what you mean..."

"Did you insult Laure's shoes?"

"Ummm, I don't really remember,"

"Did you kick a chicken?"

"Yes. Yes I did. I'm proud of that one." The General's both smiled, Darry rolled her eyes, "Hello-- three a.m.! Can't we go down her list of sins some other time... some of us would like to go back to bed!"

The General offered to walk Jaelly back to her tent, Jael looked at Max. She didn't exactly want to say, "Well General, I don't exactly have my own tent because I live here with this other General," statements like that were frowned upon. Luckily, the Nurse spoke up, "That's okay General, Cic and I will walk her home. I need to talk to her about something anyhow..."

The General left, and Darry asked Jael to walk outside with her. "Don't worry about the whole rehab bit Jaelly, I think if we get you a blood transfusion from Xani and a Zima you'll be fine again. Oh, and I went to Ellie and got this for you, I think its best if you get rid of it," she said handing Jael the EA form she'd filled out for Spike.

Jael winced, she had been drinking a lot lately hadn't she? "Purple lighting it," she said, hanging her head in shame and going in to bed. The Nurse shook her head and called for Cicero. They had places to go and people to do. Well, each other anyhow...