Watch Dogs - The Patron

12. Unusual

(Aiden's view)

I wake up in an unfamiliar room.
Looking around the room, the wall is clear and pure. The bed is comfortable...
But this room doesn't look like hospital.
Oh no. I have to leave here.

It's 12:25 p.m now... How long have I slept? What happend last night when I fainted?

I look around again and find that my gun, truncheon and cellphone laying on a desk beside the bed.
I check my cellphone and see a message on it.

It says : Aiden, I go out to buy some ingredients and stuff. I wraped your wound up, so you shouldn't move too energetically. Ok? I'll be back soon.
--Tiffany

So, I'm in her house.
Did she carry me on her own to her apartment?
I must thank her when she come back home.
Now I want to leave the bed and roam around her house.

"Oh, that's interesting." I look at a photo on the wall and say.
There is two girls in the photo. One is Tiffany, and the other ... I don't know.
But she looks like her sister 'cause they are alike. Except for the color of hair.
Tiffany is flaxen, and the other is deep brown.

At this moment, I see the door opening. It's her.

"Oh! You are awake! I thought that you will sleep until night. Feel better now?" She says to me and puts the bags down on the sofa.
"Yeah... I just wake up in few minutes. And... Thank you for healing me." I say to her.
"That's fine. But you scared me last night and I just didn't know what to do. And you said you didn't want to go hospital. So I deside to bring you home." She explains.
"Did you carry me on your own?" I ask her.
"Nope. I called someone to help. I searched your cellphone and found a name you usaully call-- Jordi. I called him for help." She says.

Oh my god did she say Jordi?
I'll have a big problem to him...
He will ask me about the thing I got shot. And he'll ask me about this girl.

"Oh... Ok. I get it." I don't know what Jordi talked about me to her.
"Hey, Aiden. You need to convalesce because you got fever last night. I don't know if you're recovered, but you should rest today." She says to me.
"Well, Ok. Can I... stay?" I ask her.

How awkward am I!?

"Sure! You can sleep in the room you slept last night. I'll sleep another room, so you don't have to worry about me. Oh! By the way, I'm going to prepare our lunch, just wait for about 20 minutes!" She says and tidy up the stuff she bought.

(25 minutes later)

She serves two dishes of macaroni.
We eat together and chat during the meal.

I ask her about the photo.
The girl standing beside her is her older sister, Jennifer.
Tiffany and her sis born in California.
When they graduated from high school, they traveled to another city and lived far from home.
The interesting thing is, Tiffany choose Chicago, and her sis choose another 'country'-- Nepal.
Her sis went there to do research.
I think they both are really brave.

"...So, why did you get shot? Did you have a fight to someone?" She asks me.
"Yes, I had a gun fight last night." I reply.
"What about the guy you talked with in the park?" She asks.
"He is Damien, my old partner. I used to look up to him. He taught me how to hack with computer, but I taught him how to do the same without a computer. After Lena, I was done with him. I don't even want to waste my time to think about him. But now he's creeping back in..." I keep saying, "Don't get too close to him, he's not a good person. He may hurt everyone around him." I warn her as possible as I can.

Damien is a horrible man. He plays the world around him like a chess board-- seeing many intricate moves ahead and manipulating his opponents from the opening moves.

"He'll have his revenge on his own way... So we shoud be more careful in doing everything." I say to her.
"Ok, I get it. But you should be careful the most. Promise me you will not meet him again." She says.

Tiffany, I might let you down...
I have to protect my family, and you too...
So I have the duty to fight with the people who hurt my family.
I'm sorry.

"....... I promise."

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(9:00 p.m)

Tiffany and I have stayed at home all the day.
She asked me to rest in house, recovering my fever and the wound.

She prepared the dinner, too.
So... she is a good cooker actually.
It's been a long time that there is a person take care of me (when I'm sick).
I think today is the specialest day.

"Tiffany, how about go out with me tomorrow? I owe you a date last night." I ask her.
"You still remember? That sounds great! Where will we go?" She looks very happy.
"Let me think about it later, keep it as a surprise." I say.
"Oh? Okay~ I look forward to it!" She smiles to me.

I look forward to it, too.