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Hello everyone! Ok this is my first Secret Window story so go easy on me. This takes place after the movie. Mort is in a mental hospital after he killed Amy and Ted. It's going to be a Mort/OC. If you read please leave me some feedback!

Disclaimer: I do not own Secret Window, I only own my OC!

My personal angel

Chapter 1

The cab stopped in front of the gates of Manhattan Psychiatric Center. Julia stepped out of the taxi and looked at the large building in front of her. This was her first day in her new job and she was very nervous. She closed the door of the cab and took a big breath.

'Sorry miss! What about my money?' the impatient taxi driver asked her.

'What? Oh...yes sir! Here!' she said handing him twenty dollars.

'Thanks here's your change!' he said handing them to her.

As the car took of she was left standing alone in front of the big gates. Come on! You can do this! She said to herself as she started walking towards the hospital.

She entered the building and headed towards the office of her superior .She knocked at the door and heard her voice telling her to enter. She opened the door and walked into the office.

'Good morning Mrs. White' Julia greeted.

'Good morning Ms. Anderson. You are here early I see.' She said politely.

'Yes. Well it's my first day and I wanted to see how everything works here. I hope that's all right.' Julia said looking around the room.

'No problem. That way I have the time to give you some more information about your work here.' said motioning her to sit down.

'Thank you.' Julia said sitting down.

'So, I think you already know that you are going to work in shifts. You will know your working hours for the next week every Friday morning. You are supposed to bring the food to the patients on time. You will be responsible for certain patients, in certain rooms. This is a very big clinic and we need a lot of people to care for our patient's food. When you work the first thing you need to do is always be calm and quiet when you are with them. You mustn't upset them in any way, you are here to help them recover not make them worse. Is that understood?' said firmly.

'Of course. That's why I'm here. That's why I chose this job.' Julia said sincerely.

'Good. Here is your working hours for the week along with the rooms you will be responsible for. This week you are responsible for breakfast and lunch.' said handing her the paper.

'Should I start?' Julia said standing up.

'Yes. Go change. Breakfast starts at 8.00 until 9.00 and lunch 2.00-3. have an hour to get ready.' she said.

With that Julia left the office to change.

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Julia walked through the silent corridor pushing the cart with the food with both her hands. Beside her was a nurse to help her if any problem would arise. She was in charge for rooms 230 to 250 in the second floor. She arrived at the first room walking in as she started her work.

The patients were behaving relatively calmly, curious about the new face that gave them their food. She arrived at the last room .She walked in to find a man curled in a ball at his bed. She could not see his face; she could only see his head and his messy brown-blond hair.

'Mort? It's time for breakfast.' the nurse said calmly.

The man made no move; he was still as a statue.

'Come on Mort. If you eat your breakfast I will let you write for sometime.' the nurse said trying to make him eat.

Julia was standing still while staring at the man's back.

The nurse's comment must have interested him, because he slowly turned and started sitting up on his bed. Julia came closer to him and put the tray with his breakfast next to his bed. Yet he made no move to reach it.

'Mort? This is Julia. She's going to bring you your food from now on.' The nurse said walking to the window opening it wider, letting the sun come in.

'Hello, Mort.'Julia said kindly.

At the sound of a new voice Mort looked up, giving her a quick glance and then he looked hesitantly at the food next to his bed.

'Go on. Eat it. Then I will give you some paper and a pencil. All right?' the nurse encouraged him.

Reluctantly Mort reached over taking the cup of milk and started drinking it slowly giving quick small glances to Julia's direction.

'Stay with him for a bit. He doesn't eat much and we need to watch him. I'm going to bring him his paper.' the nurse said walking out of the room leaving them alone.

Julia stood there not knowing what to do. Should she speak to him? Would he be upset? He doesn't look dangerous…only confused and…sad.

'So…you like to write, Mort?'Julia asked him softly coming closer handing him some bread, hoping he would take it.

He slowly nodded his head and hesitantly took the offering bread, taking a small bite.

He was eating when he suddenly stopped and started looking around his bed nervously.

'What is it?' she asked trying to understand what he was looking for.

He didn't answer, he just continue looking.

Suddenly Julia looked down and spotted a pair of glasses in a corner near the bed. She walked over and picked them up. She returned to the bed and put a hand on his upper arm to stop his searching motions.

'Are you looking for these?' she asked him.

He looked at her and then at her outstretched hand. He saw her holding his glasses and nodded. He took them slowly and put them on, looking at her from the corner of his eye and then continued eating his bread.

In the meantime the nurse returned with Mort's paper.

'Good Mort. I see you've eaten something. I leave your paper and pencil on your table.' she said

After finishing most of his breakfast, Julia took the tray from him and put it on her cart with the rest.

'Mort, I'll be back with your pills.' the nurse said.

Julia looked at him one last time before walking out of the room unaware of his eyes following her until she closed the door behind her.

Author's note:This is the first chapter!Please tell me what you think!Leave a review!It will made my day!