The Demon Inside - REWORK IN PROGRESS WILL BE NEW VERSION SOON

Part 23

 Like I said last chapter, I have already written chapters 25 and 26 so my question for you is, when I post chapter 24 should I post both of those in the month as well or should I leave them for those months which would be either 3 chapters in May or the other chapters would be on the first of June and July

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Two Days Later - Danny p.o.v

It's been two days since I broke my arm when Truth and Aron cornered us near Michael's. Today we are flying out to New York to have a meeting with all the leaders and explain what happened. We are staying in a hotel overnight as well. We decided to make a day trip out of it because Jorel said I needed one after the nightmare that was two days ago. My arm hurts a lot and the pain meds I am on that work for Cambions barely touch it most times. George did say that would happen because the medication that they found works on us is not as strong as morphine and if I was human when it happened he would have been giving me morphine for it. He was working with other Cambions to develop our version of morphine for times like this.

"Morning baby, how's your arm feeling?" Jorel asks me when he walks in. He woke up before I did, and he was packing some clothes for our overnight stay in New York. "Still sore and I am not quite used to it being like this," I tell him. Jorel kissed the top of my head and gave me some waffles for my breakfast and I smiled at him. "I know baby, I feel bad, but we are just going to have to try morphine with the pain killer and see if that helps," Jorel says, he thinks if I take both at the same time it might trick my system and make the pain go away. I hope it works or else there is going to be a very uncomfortable day ahead. "It's not your fault so you shouldn't feel bad Jay. I just have to cope with the pain and learn to block it out," I tell him.

"We are still working on the stronger med Danny, we have the basis of what makes it work but need to tweak the strengths. Jorel is right though, maybe mixing Morphine with the other medication could work out," George says, I was willing to be their test subject at the moment to see if they could come up with something, so I am comfortable, and I would have the same treatments as if I broke my arm when I was human. "Yeah I know and I appreciate the efforts being made to try and help me, but I want to help myself as well you know," I say as I struggle to eat a piece of the waffle which makes Jorel smile at me and helped me eat the waffle by feeding it to me since I relied on my left hand for pretty much everything I do.

Jorel called ahead to book an emergency meeting with them and I could hear Hayden's worry when he called Jorel this morning to ask what time we would arrive and Jorel said he wasn't shadow traveling this time because it was too dangerous. We couldn't risk shadow travel with my arm being broken and the bruises and cuts I have from the beating. I yawned and snuggled up to Jorel when George took my breakfast dish away. Our flight is at 6 am and it is 5:30 now. I know I need to get dressed and we need to head to the airport, but I like staying in bed with Jorel. "Come on buddy, you will be snuggling with me on the plane and thereafter. We have to get going so we don't miss our flight," Jorel tells me.

"Okay, you will help me get my t-shirt on though please?" I ask him, fully aware I had completely butchered that sentence. He knows what I mean anyway though. "Yep, I will help top half dress you and help you put your shoes on," he tells me. I smiled, he was probably going to help me anyway because that's how much he loves me. I managed to struggle to get fresh boxers and jeans on before Jorel sprayed my deodorant on me and helped me get into a t-shirt. He was going to get me one of his hoodies to keep me warm because I might get cold. "Thank you Jorel," I tell him and stand on my tip toes to give him a kiss on the lips. I went to sit on my bed as Jorel grabbed my shoes from the closet.