The evening news on television carried the story, and Billy went to his room in tears.

A few days later, Billy did a painting of a beautiful young woman with a tortured gaze, and Nurse Nan Graves reported his statement that it was Adalana.

Gary Schweickart visited Milligan on October 3, driving in his station wagon so that he could take some of Billy’s paintings back with him. Judy Stevenson was on vacation with her husband in Italy, he explained, and wouldn’t be at the competency hearing, but she’d be back in time for the trial. They walked and talked together as Gary tried to prepare Billy for the transfer to the Franklin County Jail to await his competency hearing, and for the possibility that they might lose the case.

Dr. George felt certain Billy was fused. He could tell by the lack of observable dissociation episodes, and also by the way Billy seemed to have taken on the characteristics of the separate personalities. At first he’d see part of one and part of another, but by degrees there had been a blending, a homogenization. The staff had seen it too. All the aspects of the different personalities were now seen in one—Billy Milligan. Dr. George said his patient was ready.

On October 4, two days before Billy was to return to the Franklin County Jail, Harry Franken of the Citizen-Joumal broke a second major story about Milligan. He had gotten a copy of the Harding report from an unnamed source, and he came to Gary and Judy for comment, telling them he was going to run the story. Gary and Judy informed Judge Flowers, who decided the story should be released to the Columbus Dispatch as well. The public defenders agreed to comment on the report, since it had been leaked already. They allowed photographers to take pictures of the paintings Gary had brought back from the hospital—Moses about to break the tablet containing the Ten Commandments, a Jewish musician playing a horn, a landscape and the portrait of Adalana.

The newspaper stories upset Billy, and he was depressed during his final session with Dr. Kocan. He was afraid of what other prisoners might do to him now that the word was out that he had a lesbian personality.

He told her, “If they find me guilty and send me back to Lebanon, I know I’ll have to die.”

“Then Chalmer will have won.”

“Well, what do I do? I have all this hate bottled up inside me. I can’t handle it.”

Although she rarely gave advice or instructions, preferring the nondirective method of allowing the patient to lead the way, she knew there was no time for such therapy.

“You could put hate to positive use,” she suggested. “You suffered from child abuse. You could defeat those horrible memories, and the man you say inflicted them, by dedicating your life to the fight against child abuse. Alive, you can work for a cause and win. If you die, then the man who abused you wins, and you lose.”