Capítulo 203: 2. Porque Te Vas?
When I woke up, I noticed my phone was flooded with messages from Adam, Samuel, and Damon. I was kind of tired still and It took awhile for me to get my mind awake enough. I answered and told them briefly that it had been an abortion and that Dresden had helped. I got a flood of messages back demanding that I come to Boston immediately so that the men could check me out.
I went to shower, tried to eat even I was not hungry, and drink some coffee as I knew it was one of most important things to have in me. I reserved coke as my travel drink as well. I had my convertible which was fantastic to drive.
I set off and ended up in Boston because the pack was there again. Samuel wanted to do a very long and hard examination of me, and so did Damon. They were both very sorry they couldn't help. It took time to me to get there.
I arrived in Boston in the evening and barely got out of the car when Damon came to meet me, and Adam took my bag out of the car while Damon was already dragging me to medbay. I didn't have time to say anything when we were in medbay, and Damon put his teeth in my neck and velveted me.
Samuel said to Damon, "Maybe the lady would have been cooperative. "
Damon said nothing as he carried Mimi to the patient's bed and stripped her naked. Then he went to the computer and typed up a referral while Samuel did a cursory examination of Mimi. When the printer came to life, whirring again in the medbay corner, Samuel's expression lightened, and he went to get the paper.
Apparently, Salvatore had decided to be very specific as Samuel looked over the long list of tests he had ordered for Mimi. The usual panels included the significant vitamins and minerals, fatty acids, and proteins, all indicators that effectively told him where he was regarding Mimi's nutrition. Then, there was the inflammatory panel. It never always held up so well for Mimi, but Damon took those values, too, just in case.
Then there was the extensive hormone test cluster, and from what Mimi had told, Samuel assumed that Mimi's hormones should be at rock bottom; there were also other wellness tests, and Samuel couldn't help but sigh, making Salvatore look at him sharply.
Samuel then assembled the tubes and blood sampling equipment while Damon went through Mimi himself. Samuel was in two minds about whether to scan Mimi or not, but once he had all the tests done, the results would come back. Samuel could understand Damon's reaction to velvet Mimi; it was always his dental stress reaction when Mimi had a problem, so his first reaction was to velvet her.
He got the supplies, and the tubes collected, put the labels on them, and Damon came and took them and started taking samples himself.
Samuel sat down on the chair, typed his observations about Mimi, and said, "What do you think? Shall we put the lady in the scanner?"
Damon grunted and said, "Yep. Need to check the bowel situation; try the colon, it's a bit full, and the bladder feels full too. Is there a condensation again?"
Samuel had noticed how annoying Mimi's pee-condensing ability was. Although it was ironically useful and fun, he couldn't count the number of times he'd had to flush her bladder every time she'd been sick. The catheter didn't always empty everything, and if there was any urine left in there, the condensation would start, and if he watched, the bladder would soon be full of thick mass. Oh, fuck if one day he could figure it out.
Samuel said, "Yeah, I haven't found a solution to that condensation yet. It's not like removing the bladder will help when a new bladder can do the same thing."
Damon just snarled. Samuel took the tubes and the referral already prepared, scanned them, and put the tubes into the machine, which started up, and soon, the whine of the centrifuge could be heard clearly in the medbay.
Damon hadn't been covering Mimi up. He was watching to see if she was keeping her heat, and this was the easiest way to test it. After an hour, when Damon had finished taking all the tubes, he took the infrared thermometer and took Mimi's temperature, 39.6. Degrees Celsius are too low. It should have been 40,2 Celsius, and Mimi should have been able to maintain her temp even naked at room temperature. But she was not able to, meaning she had some problems.
He frowned, covered Mimi, and went to the machine to see what results had already come in. Samuel turned on the scanner and carried Mimi, covered up, in for a 15-minute quick scan.
Damon sat at the machine and looked at the results. He sighed. Already Mimi had new reproductive organs, small, but they were there, the bladder full of condensation and an enormous pile of shit in the bowel. She would need surgery. Damon sighed again, and Samuel came to check when he had gotten Mimi back to bed.
Damon got up, went to the medicine cabinet, and made a cocktail, then he cannulated Mimi, stocked up on fluids already prepped, and went to set up the operating room while Samuel went over the results himself.
Damon got to the OR ready and changed into scrubs, and Samuel then carried Mimi into the OR. Mimi now weighed 58 kilos, but Damon knew that the weight would come off after the surgery.
Damon opened Mimi up and looked at her intestines.
He said, "Better to remove and let a new one grow in its place than try to remove all this crap from all sides."
The intestines were distended in places and irritated, and Damon didn't want any infections. He quickly and efficiently removed the entire intestine and watched as a new one grew in its place. Then next he removed the bladder as well. It weighed 7 kilos, full of thick condensation.
Then they let Mimi's stomach heal, and Damon put her stomach full of visceral fluid and his blood; the lady's vampire blood levels were a little low after she had slept for a week and hadn't drunk enough blood before. Damon thought of ways to bring up the blood-drinking and couldn't help but feel irritated when he had to lecture Mimi again to remind her of a few facts.
He updated the feeding guide, adding a new chapter on drinking, pissing, and shitting in general, as well as a chapter on blood drinking. Mimi rarely felt bloodlust, far less often than a vampire should, and Damon wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. He printed a new guide and looked over at Mimi, who was still asleep, her stomach still full of warm, visceral sludge.
He knew that the satanic gig that had come after that damn pack visit had taken his attention away from Mimi, and the thought of Mimi going through an abortion was heartbreaking, but what infuriated him was the thought of how Bran had gotten Mimi pregnant.
Damon stood up, walked over to Mimi, and noticed that she was still completely asleep. He walked into the hallway, called Dresden, and talked to him for 45 minutes. Dresden promised to come over at some point to curse Mimi sterile, but would call when he was free.
When Damon came back, the intestinal mush had all dripped out, so he removed the feeding peg, let the wound heal, rechecked Mimi, and when he noticed that her sedation was beginning to ease, he picked her up and carried her into their bedroom to wake her up, sitting in bed himself and waiting for her to wake up.
After a little over half an hour, when her breathing rhythm changed slightly, Damon knew she was awake but cautious and wanted to know where she was.
"Good morning, baby; you're in the bedroom; you can open your eyes."
As Damon spoke to me, I opened my eyes. I felt I was fucking medicated still and somehow lighter, but the full feeling in my stomach told me I was pretty fucking stuffed.
Damon touched me and said, "We operated on you, your bowels were in pretty bad shape, full of shit, and your bladder was full of concentrate, so you are lighter now, but I've stuffed 20 liters of strong intestinal puree into you. I've also updated your feeding guide. There are a few new chapters on bodily functions like shitting and pissing. I know I'm preaching again, but when you put an unnecessary strain on your body, then there's the danger."
He looked at me, serious, but his expression softened, and he said, " I'm sorry I was out of touch when you needed me; I didn't run away; I went after Cole when he was trying to get the Elders to pass a new law to give the Originals more power. I had to remind Elders of some facts. If I had known what Bran was doing to you, Dresden told me, you had described the whole thing pretty accurately, and I would have stopped. He forced Adam and me to breed those girls and get good experiences for them. The whole thing was premeditated, and as far as I was concerned, the entire fucking pack could have done without Marrok's help, but that was just Bran's excuse if you ask me. He got to play at being a martyr for asking too much, but he could have refused outright if it was as strong a being as Bran is. "
Damon was a bit nervous, and I said, "Yeah, that's all in the past now, and I'll try to read the new guide and eat and drink and be good when I can. "
I tried to sit up, but I was still too dizzy, and Damon gathered me up in his arms to sit, stroked me, and held me against him until the drugs were all gone and I could move; it must have been a couple of hours, and I just lay in his arms and was.
I felt and listened to Damon's heartbeat. I kept my eyes closed, and I wasn't sure if I was asleep or so damn safe and happy; it was good to be here, and I found the telepath was studying my experience and trying to dispel it. I let him do his thing.
We were together again, and I didn't know what we were going to do next, but when the drugs had all worn off, we went downstairs after I had put on what Damon had picked out for me.
Once we were downstairs, Samuel wanted to talk to me on the medbay. Damon was making dinner, so I went to Samuel. Samuel vowed that next time, he would come and help if that ever happened again.
After Damon left to get me some food, Samuel came up to me after he had closed the door to the medbay and said, " Now that I know the symptoms, it's hardly an infection of the uterus, and I'll be prepared. But you should consider contraception. You obviously conceive very easily; for some reason, it's just not meant for you. Now I don't know Damon's attitude to contraception, that's why I didn't say anything just before. I'll try to develop some kind of preparation for you, okay?"
I nodded gratefully because what I had experienced was definitely not nice, and I wouldn't want to experience it again from him. I didn't want children, not pregnancy. Samuel went through the same things as Damon. I should remember to drink enough coffee and Coca-Cola, as the caffeine would help prevent condensation. And going to the toilet was a good thing, as well as my bowel movements got a bit of a say.
When I confessed my sin of how I had eaten, Samuel sighed, rolled his eyes, and said, "I could see it in your bowels that you had been abusing yourself. Did you tell Damon?" I shook my head.
Samuel laughed and said, "Damon might have been a lot firmer about these things if he'd heard that. "
I was a little embarrassed, but that is what I always do to myself. My blood levels had been a bit on the low side, but no drips were mandatory just yet.
Samuel then directed me to eat after he had taken a couple more tubes of blood to develop a contraceptive. He told me not to try to do it myself with my teeth. One day, he would then want proper samples of the various substances I was doing to my teeth. Samuel was very curious about us, tooth vampires, and he also wanted to go through Mimosa properly again.
I went to sit down when the octopus had almost finished everything. I was a good girl and ate and drank as much as I could manage and talked with Adam and Samuel about pretty normal things; Damon commented now and then that he disagreed with some things when we got into a discussion with Adam about new protocols and security.
Damon always commented on how easy it would be for a vampire to do this and that. I kind of understood his side, but I did say firmly, "When no vampire is coming after us. We have saved vampires and humans and are not looking for a war with vampires."
Damon was silent and didn't respond, and then Adam changed the subject. I had almost eaten. I was in the middle of dinner when the doorbell rang.
It was a rare thing, but as I was closest to the door and knew there might be a flea in there with some information or asking a question, I went to answer it myself. I was surprised when I opened the door and smelled sulfur. There was a demon.
I hadn't really encountered demons before, not except at fight clubs, but Mimosa said in my head that that was a demon and a pretty damn strong one at that. It came in like it was a guest. I dodged as I didn't know what this one was here for and if it was looking for a Damon.
The demon passed by. He looked human, rather short for a man, balding head and a battered body, a man I wouldn't have looked twice at. According to Mimosa, this one was strong enough that he didn't bother to look strong when he didn't have to. The demon walked into the kitchen where everyone was.
Damon's expression tightened. He didn't know this demon personally, but he knew this one was strong as hell. I stood in the kitchen doorway and I looked. The demon walked closer to the men, who were still sitting at the dining table.
It said, "You haven't disturbed us too much yet, but you need to be kept in check, so this is going to be a little lesson for all of you. A little warning. Especially for you, young lady. If you don't want to go through the same thing again, then you should leave us demons alone. Don't bother to participate in demon-killing in fight clubs anymore. I'm tired of you killing my offspring and getting a reputation for it. Fine, this is a lesson, a warning, and a little payback."
The demon snapped his fingers and there was a great puff of smoke. I felt like something was being ripped out of me and as the smoke cleared; the truth came out. At the table sat the wolf cubs. I heard whimpering and looked down at my feet. There sat a girl wolf cub in tricolor. The demon had turned the men into wolves, made them into pups, and had torn Mimosa from inside me and made a pup of her, too. These were about five weeks old.
The pups jumped down and started barking, snarling, and yelping, Mimosa bouncing eagerly after them. Mirella was still sleeping in the coffin. Mimosa was no longer inside me, but I was still a werewolf. I just wondered what the fuck I was supposed to do now.
The demon looked at me and said, "Enjoy, that's not permanent, but if it would get the message across. "
He disappeared into thin air. I sighed and went to look at the chaos that seemed to be happening around the house.
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