"So..." Faith looked uncertainly up at Dr Shepherd.
"It's a little unorthodox," Derek smiled. "But just try to relax. Basically, we're monitoring your brain functions, and when you see one of the ghosts... well, we should pick up on that and we'll have a better idea of how to treat it."
"Ok," she breathed, leaning back in her seat. She closed her eyes for a second, while Derek pulled up a chair to watch the computer that was connected to the wires that were hooked into Faith's body. "Ok..."
"Don't force it," Derek said gently. "Take your time. Don't stress. Just... relax."
Faith nodded again, and breathed deeply.
"Hi Mom."
Derek's eyes focused on the screen, biting his lip.
"We got it."