Dear lord, it has been long as fuck since I last updated. Well, here it is folks. Enjoy.

When the class ended, Yang stood up and stretched her legs. Despite her dislike of science, she found herself intrigued by the discussion. They went into much more detail than their basic first aid training. As Yang walked to the door, she heard her name called from across the room by the professor.

"Yang! I would like to talk with you for a bit, if you have time." Siny said.

"Yeah, sure. What's up?" Yang thought back to the stare at the beginning of class.

"I may be able to help you with your PTSD." Yang looked moderately surprised at the teacher's knowledge. "My semblance allows me to tap into people's minds."

"Go on." She raised her eyebrows, curious.

" Now, if you would close your eyes and hold out your right hand for me. Palm up please" Yang did as she asked and closed her eyes.

There was a slight pressure on the back of Yang's neck as the professor placed her hand underneath Yang's hair. The solid black that had previously absorbed the blonde's sight started to swim and turn to a slightly brighter shade of grey. A sudden flash illuminated everything around her, followed by a large explosion. The bodies strewn about made Yang recoil in terror and recognition.

"Don't be worried Yang, I'm right here with you." Siny alerted the girl to her presence, squeezing Yang's hand in to provide some comfort.

Yang breathed deeply and began to walk forward. The image around her compressed and distorted, bringing the brawler inside of the burning hospital.

"What is this?" Yang whipped her head towards Siny.

"This is your memory. At least, mostly. Memory is a complicated thing, being almost equal parts imagination and the actual recollection of events. However, that is a conversation for a different time. We're going to go through this together. I believe it may help you with overcoming your struggles."

The scene distorted once again, bringing the pair into the building Yang and her friends assaulted. A blurry figure weaved in and out of featureless shadows. Each time the figure connected, the shadows would melt away and disappear. The figure was joined by others and they quickly made short work of the shadowy opposition. The noise of a bullhead filled the air and one of the figures stepped outside.

"No!" Yang yelled, lunging towards the figure and pulling away from the professor.

Everything around the pair suddenly melted back into black, then Yang's vision filled with light once again as she opened her eyes. The lecture hall filled her vision, along with a tired looking Professor Siny. A thin film of sweat coated the two, one from mental exhaustion and the other from physical.

"If you sever the connection like that, I can't maintain contact. The vision collapses and tries to pull my consciousness into yours. I'm sorry, I should have explained that before we started." She sighed and sank into the seat of a nearby desk. "I think that's enough for today. We'll continue tomorrow." She smiled up at the young girl.

"Don't apologize, it was my bad. I can go again, I'm ready." Yang's face was serious, her usual determination showed.

"You may be able to proceed, but I definitely can't. It takes a lot of energy for me to use my semblance and frankly I'm quite tired. Small steps can make a big difference, Yang. There's no reason to rush with this." The woman pushed herself up, she wobbled slightly when she was fully standing. "Your team will be wondering where you are, I suggest you go back to them."

Yang glanced at the clock and gaped at the time. Although it had felt like minutes, nearly three hours had passed. She quickly thanked the older woman before rushing out the door and back to her team's dorm.

The dull murmur of voices betrayed the locations for three of the members of team RWBY. Yang slowly opened the door, hoping to be able to slip into the bathroom unnoticed. Her attempt at stealth failed terribly, as she was immediately assaulted by her sister.

"Welcome baaaaaack." Ruby said in a sing-song voice, holding her sister in her increasingly strong death hug.

"Glad to be baaaaaaack" Yang replied, mocking her younger sister's tone of voice and squeezing her even harder than the younger of the two could manage.

"I surrender." Ruby smiled, releasing her grip.

"Surrender accepted." Yang replied, following suit.

"You were gone for quite a while, what was all that about?" Blake asked, jumping straight to the point as usual.

"Well, I've transferred for the time being into an advanced first aid class. The teacher wanted me to stay back and see if she could help with my PTSD." Yang sheepishly replied.

The blonde shook her head and mentally slapped herself. Everyone knows about it, no need to feel embarrassed. She scolded herself.

"Well, I'm hungry." Weiss stated. "I propose that we all head down to the cafeteria and get some dinner."

As usual, the next day passed by in a blur. The lessons all coalesced into a mush of knowledge that was, for the most part, practical. Yang realised that she should probably pay more attention to that stuff, but mentally shrugged as the bell signifying the end of the day rang. As had been their routine for the past week, Siny waved over the brawler for their after class ritual. She had finally been able to make it through the entire event and reliving it seemed to help to reduce the intensity of the nightmares. She sat down in the front row, prepared for what had now become routine.

"Ready?" Siny asked.

"Mhm." Was the reply, accompanied by a nod of the head.

Yang once again floated into the world of odd shapes and sounds that felt almost real. She winced slightly at the sight of the hospital. The mind numbing fear that was always present, but at the back of her mind started to advance. She focused on her breathing and imagined a square. The lines of the square took form as she breathed, each exhale creating a side and each inhale defining the corner. The hospital faded and the familiar scene of a figure in the doorway appeared. The desire to close her eyes was immense, but she resisted the temptation and forced herself to watch. The figure was thrown to the ground in a motion that almost seemed practiced by now.

"Alright, now what do we do to treat a wound like this in the field." Siny said next to her, almost causing the younger girl to jump out of her skin in surprise.

"Uh, since it was a sucking chest wound we need to create a seal in order to keep any more air from getting in. Keep the pressure on until the medevac arrives." Yang answered, lacking confidence.

"Very good." Siny confirmed her analyses. "I think that should be enough for today."

The vision fell away and Yang's vision was filled with black before she opened her eyes.

"I think we're making some serious progress." Siny smiled, causing her blue eyes to twinkle slightly.

"I think so too. The nightmares haven't been nearly as bad recently."

"Thats great to hear. Hopefully we can get them down to once a week soon, maybe even less."

"Yeah. I better meet up with my team now, see you tomorrow!" Yang had already stood up and turned towards the door before finishing her sentence.

As usual, her team was waiting for her in the cafeteria, chatting away delightedly. Blake was the first to notice her presence, as always, and waved her over with a smile.

"How did it go?" Blake asked as Yang plonked herself down onto the empty seat next to the faunus.

"Pretty well. I treated my own bullet wound this time. That was kinda weird." The blonde giggled as she threw an arm around the girl in black. "Much better." She leaned into the faunus, who attempted to act annoyed but failed.

"Do you think it's helping?" Blake said, faking an attempt to push off her girlfriend's arm.

"Yeah, it really is. At least, it feels like it is. The nightmares haven't been nearly as bad since Siny started to help me out."

The banter between the girls died down as Yang realised how famished she was.

Back in the dorm, the girls flopped down. All of them except Yang had been selected for sparring that day, a physically and mentally draining task. Yang stood in the center of the room and paced for a moment. She turned her gaze over to Blake and shot a silent offer over to the feline. The faunus shook her head and pulled out one of her many novels. Yang sighed internally in disappointment before heading out the door.

Luckily for Yang, it was fairly early in the evening so she decided to swing by team JNPR's room and see if they were up for a night on the town. Or really anything other than sitting and doing nothing. A knock on the door gave the other team a half second of warning before the blonde busted into the room.

"Helloooooooooooooooo." She shouted, into darkness.

She sighed once again, this time externally, before turning around and leaving. What to do, what to do? Yang pondered, resting a closed fist under her chin.

"Ah ha!" She snapped her fingers, startling a passing student.

With renewed vigor Yang set off towards the platform for the airships that served as a ferry between Beacon and Vale.

Well, hope you liked it and I haven't gotten rusty. Imma be honest, kinda forget I had this thing still goin' and after I got back from RTX, had to write some more. The whole reason I'm doing this is because of Burnie's request for us to create something.