Last Chapter! Possible room for a part two, read to find out what you think!

At around 11AM a lady with a long pencil skirt and blazer walked into the hospital room, she had a perfected brown side braid and the most beautiful green eyes. All Might greeted her and shuffled out of the room to get some coffee- and to give the two some privacy to talk. He was hoping that by not being present Midoriya could be more honest.

"Hello Izuku! My name is Shelby!" She didn't reach out her hand thankfully, Midoriya's hands were too sweaty to be shaking another's right now. He was nervous, like everything he was going to say would be held against him.

Shelby caught onto this quickly, her quirk had been specially designed for her job. It was quite simply an empath quirk but instead of just feeling others emotions- she could also project emotions onto them without them being an empath themselves. So she got to work, giving out the feeling of calmness and togetherness.

Soon Midoriya's shoulders relaxed, his body slacked a bit and he looked at least a little more comfortable.

"So Midoriya, you have probably been asked this a lot but...what happened?"

He had been asked that a lot, but even now after he lied so many times about it he couldn't get Aizawa's words out of his head, what if they could help if he was honest? This depression he was in felt awful…

He decided to tell a little more truth than usual. Telling her how he did feel alone, burdened, and stressed with how his life was going. He didn't forget to leave out how blessed he was- but in the end he confessed he was just burnt out on life. He, of course, left out the suicidal stuff.

Little did he know that Shelby could sense the tension and stress in his body, she had spent her life researching and experiencing suicidal patients, she knew the emotions felt to show it- and Midoriya was just that. She felt comforted though, she could also sense when a patient was lying- and he really hadn't. Just left some stuff out, she could work with that.

"Have you ever been to a therapist or taken anything for your depression?"

Midoriya was slightly taken aback by the question. He knew it was implied that he had depression, hell, he knew internally he had it. But still...no one had said it outloud yet- they hadn't been brave enough.

"No, never...I have always felt this way since I was bullied as a kid, but ever since…"

That is when Deku realized- it wasn't until he got his powers that things started getting harder than ever.

"Since I started at UA...so much has happened and I can't lie...I was scared- not just for myself, but for my classmates, for the world. I had no control over anything that happened to my class...I guess cutting just gave me that outlet."

"I see...in that time you just needed stability and in a way...you created that for yourself for a while..did you notice that you needed it more and more though?"

Midoriya nodded, "is that normal?"

"Unfortunately yes, cutting is an addiction, it releases hormones called endorphins in your brain, with that natural high people find themselves coming back more and more, craving for a bigger impact...until they end up with stitches- or worse."

Izuku was amazed at that, he had no idea there was an actual explanation or science behind his problem, for some reason...it made him feel more at ease. Because with every science came an answer.

He smiled and waved as she wrapped up their first of likely many meetings, All Might taking her place. Midoriya was excited to explain what he had learned. The two spent the afternoon talking about it.

It warmed All Might's heart to see the kid so positive again...maybe things would be ok.

Once All Might switched at 6PM Midoriya was both terrified and honored as principal Nezu walked in.

"Good evening Izuku!" His light voice put Deku at ease a bit, the guy was just so friendly, "Nice to see you up and smiling! I just wanted to drop by before your mother came to visit, we have big plans for the school and I wanted to run them by you to see what changes you were comfortable with. I was hoping you could give me some perspective as well. But first…"

Nezu bowed to Midoryia, "I am extremely sorry the school has failed you- I failed you as a principal."

Deku quickly put his hands up, "what? No-no! It was my fault I-"

"That's just not true...you needed help and you made it for yourself, it was destructive yes, but you were trying to find some sort of comfort in all that has happened...I should have realized that the events your class has been through would have a longer lasting impact. So for that, I apologize, I need your help now more than ever to help me make the school safer in every regard. Will you help me?"

Midoryia didn't understand why but in that moment he teared up, he felt he had purpose in that moment- even if it was temporary. This he could control, this he could help. "Of course."

The two sat and planned, suggested, tweaked plans all evening into the night, it wasn't until 5PM that the principal was waving and thanking Izuku, feeling more confident and understanding than ever. Inko ended up not being able to make it because of work so the two got a lot more done than Principal Nezu had projected.

The teen himself felt amazing, he had felt like he really helped!

Sure enough for the night shift, for some ungodly reason, Aizawa was chosen. The sleep deprived teacher drifted into the room with ease and took his seat next to Midoriya. "So, how was the day?"

Midoryia smiled a genuine small small, it didn't go unnoticed, "actually really good…"

"The doctors gave me a report before I came in, you have really been helping today, that must feel pretty good."

Izuku nodded, "It's been really nice, a sense of purpose in all this stuff for sure."

The two talked for a while about simple things, the day and how theirs went, the plan for schooling, how the class was doing, what was being said. It was all very regulated in what they were told and in the end the teachers had made sure Midoriya would be the one to tell them the real situation if he wanted to.

At around 8PM a doctor appeared with a little white cup containing three pills. The doctor explained gently, "One of these is called Trazodone, it will help you sleep and hopefully reduce the nightmares you have been experiencing. Some patients do better than others with this medication and there are alternatives if this doesn't work. The other is an anti depressant called Zoloft, it's a standard dose and a lot of people take it. The next is a little more particular, it's called lithium, it's a mood stabilizer that we wanted to try, it's a little drastic but it is brilliant for suicidal cases."

Midoriya listened intently, excited that this chemical concoction might just make things a little better, he quickly downed the pills shortly after signing some papers agreeing to the regimen.

Aizawa wouldn't say a word but it gave him chills seeing someone so young need such medication, he knew the side effects of lithium were not fun, especially first starting. It seemed like a lot for a kid. But for now, he would keep quiet, Midoryia seemed more than ok with it anyways.

Shortly after the doctor left, the Trazodone kicked in leaving Aizawa in a dark and quiet room, he smiled a bit looking over at the seemingly peaceful child. Things felt like they were going great- until the morning came.

As All Might switched out with a sleepy Aizawa, Shelby stopped them in the hallway, "I'm not sure if the psychiatric team has informed you but today we will be starting a more extensive treatment on Midoriya, it's called EMDR, its specifically used for PTSD mostly. The whole basis is lowering triggers in which I believe have been causing a lot of Izuku's mood decreases. We'll be focusing on core values such as worth and control. A Lot of the times the mental toll on patients can make them tired and irritable, I wanted to make sure you knew before I met with him this morning."

Now it was time to speak up, and Aizawa made it clear in that moment, this plan was shit to him. "He's been doing so good, will this make him relapse?"

Shelby looked down, not sure how to word what she wanted to say, "It's important we address what this boy is going through now in a safe environment before we let him out and all this happens again. I know he seems ok but...there is something he's just holding back. I want to be confident that we are giving him the treatment he needs. Which is why the decision was made this morning, we will be moving him to a psychiatric facility this afternoon for a couple of weeks."

The two teachers were speechless, they had watched Midoriya do so much better in the past few days, be open, be honest, this would betray his trust. These doctors didn't know him like they knew him.

All Might kept his voice low, "Have you talked to his mother about this?"

Shelby shook her head, "Not yet, I will be meeting with her shortly."

Aizawa looked at All Might, knowing exactly what was about to go down, it would be a race at who could get to Inko first to convince their own sides of Midoryias fate.

The two were dismissed shortly after, All Might took a call as Shelby talked to Midoriya for a while, not yet telling him the news until she knew his mother would agree.

The phone only rang once before Inko picked it up, All Might quickly explained the situation and proceeded to ask how she felt about it. He knew this was kind of going behind the hospitals back but he just wanted to see this kid happy- he didn't quite realize how much the boy needed this.

"I don't know….after hearing what you have to say about it, you are right...Izuku trusts us more than ever right now, I-I don't want to lose that. Besides, I can keep him safe in my home, I have for so many years before this! I-I will talk to the doctors, I'm just not comfortable with this."

The call ended pretty abruptly after, leaving All Might to walk past Shelby as he made his way back into the room.

Towards the end of the day Inko showed up and bluntly explained the situation to Midoriya, she wanted to be transparent, she didn't feel comfortable making decisions without her sons input. He, of course, was outraged and very vocal about it, she figured he would be. She quickly comforted him and said she didn't think it was a good idea for now either.

"I won't agree. I will say I rather have you home but Izuku...if this happens again you are going to the psychiatric facility and...and you have to promise me…" Tears rolled down her face as she continued, "you have to promise that you wont hurt yourself. Please, you're coming home, you will be safe- please don't hurt yourself anymore."

Now it was time for Deku to cry, he hugged his mother, embracing her warmth. "I'll try my best Mom. I promise that."

The next day Midoriya was breathing the fresh air of the outside world, his mother by his side, holding his prescription bag with all his medications. She looked over smiling, "ready?"

Midoriya nodded, "ready!"

That is it for this story! Definitely room for a sequel, as the decision was abrupt and who knows what the coming weeks would bring with Midoriya being let out so early. What do you think? Would he be ok? OR would he relapse?