In a heart-wrenching tale of sacrifice, betrayal, and redemption, Makenna Lewasi faces her greatest challenge yet. Six years ago, she made a decision that shattered her own heart but saved her family. Now, as she stands on the brink of a loveless ma...
Dionysius opens his eyes to a unseemly amount of white and pale blues. Everything around him was so bright his eyes were aching from it. His head was pounding, his body felt stale, sore and painfully in need of a stretch and his first thought was for Myrtle and his child. He opens his eyes to find a ring of light arching over him, held up by what looked like a robot and when he moves his head to his side, he finds he was in a room of greys and dark blues, on a bed of some kind, chrome and metallic machines beeping quietly around him. There was a woman in a lovely pink sundress curled into a grey couch carved out of the wall, she seemed asleep, serene save for some bandaging on her arm and chest. It takes him a few more strained gazes to put together her skin in all its bronze darkness, her incredibly long legs folded into her, the soft gentle pout of her luscious lips as she slept, the dangerously gorgeous beauty of her sleeping face, her hair a dark messy halo around her. Was he dead? He turns to the machines and pipes leading in and out of his body and then back to the woman.
"Makenna?" He tries to say, still unsure if this was some kind of nightmare, if Myrtle will burst in here and stab Makenna to death as he looked on helplessly
She stirs softly, stretching her beautiful body luxuriously before turning to him. Her eyes widen at the sight of him and then she bounds off the couch towards him, the luxurious material of her dress flowing about her angelically.
"Are you ok?" she worriedly pries her hand lingering inches above him as if she was unsure what to do or if she could touch him
He wanted so badly for her to touch him, for this to be real and not some nightmare waiting to happen, for her to truly be here concerned about him, but she'd abandoned him long before he'd been kidnapped and he knew that clearly now.
"Where..." his throat was burning and he could barely get the words out
"Hospital. They found you three days ago in an abandoned house in the Swiss alps, tied to a bed, dehydrated, drugged and possibly tortured. The doctors have been doing what they can to detox you and make sure all your vitals are up and running as smoothly as possible." She shakily says, tears in her eyes, her voice shaky as she speaks
He tries to remember being found, all he can remember is the bed, the house, Myrtle and then suddenly the man.
"Olli..." he chokes, wondering what had happened to the man and his girlfriend, what they had done to rescue him, why they had done it
"What?" she pries as gently as possible, a tear dropping onto his face from her eye
"Olli..." he breathes
Why had they rescued him? What would Myrtle do once she found out he had left, abandoned her and his own child! And for what? To return to the crew of people who had betrayed him? Who had left him for dead and wouldn't even know he was alive if it wasn't for a strangely gorgeous couple's car breaking down near his captivity?
"I don't know who that is Pluto...please calm down...your heart rate..." She pleads with him as he attempts to leave the bed
He had to get back! He had to get back before Myrtle found out he'd left. He'd explain that he didn't do it on purpose, that a strange couple had wandered into the compound and somehow carried him to a hospital!
"Myrtle!" he screams in a panic as nurses and then doctors rush into his room
Myrtle!
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"He'll only talk to Myrtle." The doctor announces to the group of people looking desperately on at her
It wasn't enough that Makenna had left her hospital room to be in his, had defied doctor's orders to sleep beside him. Now Dio wouldn't talk to anyone but Myrtle?
"I... I'm his wife... that's his mother, his father, his best friend..." Makenna lists, confused beyond comprehension
Lachlan holds her by her elbow, gently, as if to remind her that she was pregnant and the last few days had already been too exciting, that she should calm down, for the baby's sake. It had been difficult to see Dionysius in the rabid state he was in, and then on the second day of his stay just as the doctors uncovered a tracking chip in his neck, Myrtle had shown up at the hospital, breathing fire and brimstone. Makenna had been asleep in the room, waiting for any sign of improvement from Pluto, and if it wasn't for Sao showing up with a blanket and dinner, Makenna and her baby would've been stabbed to death by a deranged Myrtle Robson. Dio would've woken up to a dead wife and child.
To have gone through that, to have had your life and that of your child threatened in your sleep, had a deranged woman cut you with a broken vase she planned on killing you with, to have been bleeding and unsure if your child was harmed, just for the person you were watching over to turn around and say he will only speak to Myrtle fucking Robson...
"He's undergone a lot of trauma and it's no use pressuring him some more. Our priority is that he's safe and his vitals are functioning within the normal range once again. I'll prescribe a therapist, a physiotherapist and a nutritionist to help him get back into good shape but, might I suggest you give him space to heal." The doctor says as calmly as possible
"Has... Has he said why Myrtle of all people?" Sao inquires,
He had pulled that mad woman away from Makenna and Dionysius just yesterday and he had the scars to prove it. If Dionysius wanted to speak to Myrtle, Sao knew it was completely impossible and hoped it wasn't because of anything foul.
"It could be Stockholm syndrome for all we know... I'm just the toxicologist, the psychiatrist will have more to say on that once she does a proper evaluation and the therapist should help him work through the intense experience he's just had." She replies, smiling slightly flirtatiously at the handsome Brazilian
"I've sedated him and will let you know the minute any improvement happens, but for now I'd strongly suggest you give him the space he's asking for." She concludes decisively
"we're not letting Myrtle anywhere near him or you. Is that understood?!" Seneca firmly states, pointing at Makenna as he speaks
She nods in agreement, there was no telling what Myrtle can do.
"And I've had enough of you too, kopelia mou! You mopping around here has done absolutely nothing for anyone, least of all you and the baby. You're going to the hotel, you're going to eat, change clothes, rest, heal and make sure you and my grandchild are safe. Is that clear?!" Seneca dictates at Makenna, who once again nods
"And you, our knight in shining armour, go see the police about that deranged woman's attempt to kill Makenna!" He throws at Sao, who was smiling in amusement at all this.
This must be the Seneca Dionysius was always arguing with.
"Yes, sir." Sao chimes, holding back laughter
"We've all been through a lot and I think we just need to rest now." Effie adds tenderly
Makenna had woken up the next day to her lawyers, and Sao urging her to press charges against Myrtle. According to the interrogation, Myrtle was claiming that she had been an aide in Dionysius' plan, that it had all been Dionysius' plan and all she'd done was help move it along. It didn't make sense of course, but the lawyers were hoping that if Makenna pressed charges and Myrtle had the aggravated assault charges she'd be imprisoned, if not for kidnapping Pluto then for the various people she harmed.
Sao had stayed back after the lawyers left, a deep worry in his face. At first she read it as concern for her and the baby and then she had promised him that they would be just fine once she got some rest and the wounds healed. The doctor had assured her the painkillers were baby-safe and aside from the dizziness she was fine. He had taken in a deep breath, calculating his words, weighing them in his mouth before he pronounced them, and then he'd said it.
"When they found him... he didn't...he didn't want to be rescued."
