Stripped Bare

Who am I really?

A/N: Hello all...it's been an interesting week of rest and rain...and cold again. Trying to stay warm, and healthy in this kind of weather takes a bit of energy lately. Although recovered, still being wary and careful...

Poor Dante, the gorgeous Amadeo Leandro above, has been subjected to physical abuse of the worst kind, jogging painful memories of his past to mind. He was brought to the hospital...

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The Hospital:

The female doctor entered the room where Dante was placed. She made him turn over onto his stomach and examined him.

"You were nearly ripped in half...You like it rough huh?" she teased in English.

Dante was a bit shocked at what she said. He turned his head slightly to get a better glimpse of her: statuesque, short blond hair, piercing grey eyes. She could have been a model much less a doctor. He was amazed that she spoke perfect English.

"Wait a minute...you're American!!!" he stated.

"Ten points for that one!!!" she grinned.

"We've got to take you to X-ray to make sure nothing else is damaged. Are you up for that?" She asked, after examining him thoroughly.

"Yeah, sure" Dante sighed.

There was not much he could do but be still as they wheeled him towards the lift.

The two nurses were smirking to each other while they looked him over and chatted to each other in rapid-fire Greek. Dante could not help but feel that he was the subject of their conversation.

"I've seen you" the perky brunette told him in English, "...At a club in Los Angeles City. You were dancing!"

"Err...really?" he smiled sheepishly.

The doctor cocked an eyebrow at the pair.

"Go on..." she said.

The two nurses started to gush about their experience at the club and how Dante had given them each a lap dance on stage.

"You're a male stripper?" the doctor's eyes grew wide as she looked down at Dante.

"Err...was...now I'm a... bodyguard" he quietly stated.

The female doctor was quiet the rest of the way as she was checking off a list. As he was lifted off the gurney onto the x-ray slab of the giant machine by two male nurses, the doctor was called away to receive a private phone call.

The technician proceeded to take the x-rays motioning for Dante to keep perfectly still. He nodded in compliance as the machine quietly whirred in the background.

The doctor quietly answered her phone in an adjacent office.

"Yes sir, we've got him. I'm doing the CT-scans now sir. I will let you know as soon as I check them. I have a feeling that the implant has completely disintegrated as was planned. He has no knowledge of this except for some water seeping from his right ear.

Should we proceed with phase two sir? As far as I know he was taken somewhere and tortured before being returned to his hotel room. I overheard the bodyguard and him talking before I went in. He was bleeding sir...from his anus. There doesn't seem to be much damage other than a slight tear in the region sir. He will heal in a short time I'm sure. I will let you know soon sir. Goodbye."