Bonnie's Theft

Chapter 21

"So we're just going to run some preliminary tests. Its easy I'm just going to ask you some questions. Don't worry if you don't know the answer," Jo said holding a chart as she stood at the foot of his bed.

"Alright," Damon moaned.

"What year is it?" She began.

He looked over at Stefan who was standing on his left near the door. "2016."

"My brother, Stefan," Damon said pointing over to the door. "My friend Enzo," he said pointing a finger at his broody friend standing on his right by the window.

"Good," she nodded turning around the clipboard with a number written on it in gigantic lettering. "What number is this?"

I tried to laugh, but it died in my throat. "52."

She pulled out a small business card from her pocket and pointed to the plain background. "What color is this?"

I sighed quickly growing weary of the whole thing. "Red.'

She smiled. "You passed with flying colors. There appears to be no lasting damage to your brain from the coma you were in. Although we did keep you under for a few days after that for your own safety."

"Is that why I'm seeing double?" I said looking up at the ceiling to steady my gaze.

"That's probably due to the drugs we put you on to help you with the pain.' she replied going over to the IV bag and double checking the levels. "I can always lower the dose a bit."

"Take me off them."

"Damon, listen to the doctor?" Stefan said stepping forward.

Damon grabbed on to the doctor's arm forcefully. "I'm a recovering addict. Take me off them. Please."

She put her hand over his. "You will be in a lot of pain. More than you have ever encountered."

"It took me so long to get off. I can't. I'm ready for whatever comes," he said shaking his head emphatically before releasing her arm.

She nodded. "I'll go write the order." She disappeared out into the hall taking the nurse with her. Leaving Stefan and Enzo alone in the room with him.

"Am I contagious too?" He asked looking at one and then another.

"No, of course not, mate." Enzo replied first. "Why would you ask that?"

"Because you're both standing far away." He asked studying Stefan's expression as he looked at the ground in guilt. He decided to turn to the one person who would tell him the truth. "Is it because I'm human?"

"You know?" Stefan asked venturing closer to the bed.

"Outside of the rhythmic ping coming off this machine as soon as my eyes opened of course I know. It was the first thing I felt." He closed his eyes giving himself a break. The second thing he felt was the dizziness as the medicine took hold.

Stefan glanced towards the door looking out for the doctors return. "We know you need time to recover, but we need to ask about Bonnie?"

"Who?" He asked opening his eyes and staring at Stefan.

"Bonnie, your wife," Enzo relied a bit hurriedly.

"Did we have some secret "Hangover" in Las Vegas I don't know about?"

Stefan opted to leave out the information about her being pregnant at least for the time being. "Bonnie is the woman you were with on the other side."

"No, it wasn't her name was Jennifer or Ashley or something. She was the one who got me hooked on drugs. I was on the other side alone. Although, to be fare to Ashley she only did what I asked." He said as he rubbed his aching forehead hoping the slight migraine was only a temporary symptom.