Scott, my alpha (scomiche) AU

Chapter 27: Awake

Mitch's POV

I feel myself slowly waking up. I didn't wake up with a start. It didn't go fast.

First, my hearing came back. I hear a heart monitor beating. The rest is quiet.

Then my sense of feeling comes back. I feel the sheets of the bed against my mostly bare skin. I feel a dull sting on my back.

I can't really smell much, but I know I'm not home.

I open my eyes. My sight coming back lastly. It's dark in the room, my eyes have to get used to the darkness.

Finally I see a figure close to me with his head on the bed. He seems to be asleep.

I breath in very deep, trying to smell something familiar. Finally, the most pleasant smell in the world floats in my nose. My mate. Scott. The figure on the bed, of course.

I lift my hand to thread my fingers through his hair. I look down at my hand to see a needle in it. I scrunch my eyebrows. I don't like needles.

Why am I attached to needles? And there was a heart monitor? Am I in a hospital? Why?

I feel tired again and just go to sleep. This bed is actually pretty comfy and I can feel myself drifting away after a few seconds.

I open my eyes again. This time I can feel my back hurting a lot.

In a flash I see everything that happened to me coming back. Tom took me, whipped me and then threw wolfs bane all over my back. Son of a bitch. That's why my back is hurting.

I look down at Scott. He is still sleeping. His blond, not very visible, eyelashes on his cheeks. I see dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep. I hope I didn't cause those.

I bring my hand up to his cheeks, his skin feels soft under my touch.

The moment I touched his skin, he jumps up. "Mitch!" He shouts out. His eyes are wide open and he has a huge grin on his lips.

"Scott!" I say as enthusiastic as him. His reaction brings a smile to my face as well. He is happy to see me.

"I'm so happy you're awake! I was so worried." He is about to hug me but then stops halfway to me. Why won't he hug me?

Always ask questions. "Why won't you hug me?" My voice is small and sad. I really want him to hug me.

He quickly explains himself, "Baby, I'm afraid I'll hurt you." He carefully puts his arms around my neck. "Tell me if it hurts okay?" He whispers in my ear.

I just put my arms around him, pulling his body to me. I really need his comfort right now. I was alone in a dungeon for hours. Whipped and beaten. I just want to be with my Scott.

"I almost lost you." Scott says. His grip tightens a bit around my neck. "I'm so sorry, if I could've just fought them off, this wouldn't have happened."

I push him back, enough to see his eyes and put my hands around his face. "You did what you could and you found me. Without you I might have rotten away there. If I hadn't run into you, they probably would've found me sooner or later and taken me. If it wasn't for you I would have died, Scott. I'm forever grateful for you." I look in his eyes so he can see I'm being honest.

Scott smiles shyly, "Thank you, I needed that." He looks at me lovingly before completely pulling back. "Are you hurt? Does anything hurt?"

I almost forgot about the pain but it is back in full force now, worse than before. "Uhm.. my back hurts a bit." More than a bit but I'll be okay.

Scott sighs, "I'll get the Will." Will? Who is Will? Maybe he is a nurse.

Scott walks out of the room, closing the door behind him. My back feels like it's on fire now. I think I finally awoke from the daze I was in. Maybe they gave me meds that don't work anymore. Anyway, my back is killing me.

A few minutes later, Scott comes back with a short man with glasses. Well, not short, but shorter than Scott. Almost everyone is though.

"Hello Luna, I'm Will." He says. I shake his hand. You know how some people just have a nice face? You just know that those people are genuinely nice. Will has that face. His eyes are sparkling and he looks like he really cares for his patients, for people.

"I'm Mitch." I say. He probably already knows that. He unhooks me from all the machines. Guess I don't need those anymore.

He smiles kindly at me asking, "How do you feel?"

"My back hurts a bit." I'm usually very good at ignoring pain.

He raises an eyebrow, "A bit?" He asks sceptically. "After such a wound and then the wolfsbane I would have expected your back to hurt more than a bit."

"Okay, maybe more than a bit." Scott comes to stand next to me, petting my hair. I always like when people play with my hair.

"Okay, I'll get some painkillers." Will says. He walks out of the room, leaving me and Scott alone.

"Mitchie, you have to tell me when you're in pain. You don't have to act tough around me or hold yourself together. It's okay to be in pain." Scott says, still going through my hair with his fingers.

"Okay, I'm sorry." I say, staring at the sheets. I always thought that being in pain and then showing it, is like showing weakness.

"It's okay, baby. I just don't want you to be in pain. If you don't tell you're in pain, no one is going to bring you pain killers." Scott explains to me in a soft voice.

I look up at him, pulling him down to me and pecking him on the lips. "I missed you." I whisper.

"I missed you too." His beautiful blue eyes are looking into mine.

His expression suddenly change in a pained one. "I hate to ask you, but did they touch you in a sexual way?" Scott asks.

"No." That's the one thing I have left. If they took that from me I don't know what I would have done. I know that something like that happened to Scott and I can see that it affected him.

"Good, that's good." Relief washes all over his face. I smile at him. I peck him on the lips again. Before the kiss can get any deeper, Will comes in the room with the pain killers.

"Here you go." He gives me a pill bottle. "I would advice you to stay here for a day or maybe a couple of days, but if you really want to, you can go home." Will says. I first get two pills out of the bottle and pop them in my mouth.

I look over at Scott. I'd rather be at home, although it is nice to have a doctor close by if something goes wrong.

"It's your choice." Scott says when he sees my glance.

I decide to just voice my thoughts. "I'd rather go home, although it is nice to have a doctor close by for if something goes wrong."

Will turns to Scott, "Will he be able to have enough rest in the pack house?" He asks Scott.

"Yeah, it is quiet in our room and I won't disturb him." Scott answers him.

"Okay, then you can go home. Your back just needs to heal, I don't think something is going to go wrong." Will says.

I nod at him, "Thank you for everything." I smile gratefully.

He gives me a warm smile back, "of course. Just call me if you need anything."

Scott gently lifts me up in his arms. I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. His hands are on my thighs supporting me.

During the walk, Scott gets cheeky and puts his hands on my ass. He smirks at me when I glare at him. I secretly don't mind though. Not at all.

Finally we are home and he lays me in bed. I love this bed. It smiles like Scott, my favourite scent in the world.

Scott smiles down at me, while tucking me in. "Wait, what happened to Tom?" I forgot all about him.

The smile immediately vanishes from Scott's face. His expression turns into one of anger. "He got away. The bastard got away."