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Chapter 12

Bonnie lied on her bed, looking at Caiden who went up and down the room.

"Please, say something!", she begged him when the silence became unbearable.

He threw her a killing glance, and she repeated for the hundredth time: "Babe, I am really sorry I didn't recognize you immediately. But it didn't last that long. And I didn't lose my memory on purpose or bang my head just to annoy you."

Ignoring her, Caiden continued walking up and down. Bonnie followed him with her eyes, feeling how the atmosphere got more tensed up.

Her headache was killing her, and she felt so weak, but her desire was getting bigger with every step he took. Besides, she wanted Caiden to forgive her, and that he didn't, pissed her off. She knew that she couldn't hope for his forgiveness that early. Even though Caiden didn't say anything, she saw that he was fuming.

That he didn't accept her apology started to annoy her.

"Dammit, Caiden!", she blurted out "I had a concussion! I probably still have. And I couldn't remember a lot of things."

At least, he was turning to her now even though he was scowling. "No, you don't."

Bonnie looked at him, confused. "What?"

"Have a concussion."

"Oh, really?" The convincement in his voice made her aggressive. "How the hell are you supposed to know? My head just feels as if someone took a sledgehammer and crashed my skull."

"Do you remember the doctor at the hospital? He told me which symptoms I have to pay attention to, and they disappeared around midnight."

Bonnie really couldn't remember the doctor anymore- She just remembered that she was freezing when she came to. She could remember when she woke up in the arms of an attractive brown-haired guy who was looking concerned.

And she could remember his horrified face when she had asked him whether they had ever met before.

The drive to the hospital had been a blur as well as the examination. She still remembered the attractive man having woken her up regularly and that it had been late when he finally let her sleep.

The next morning, she woke up and lied in Caiden's arms, and her memories were back. And when she had opened her eyes and greeted him with the usual: "Hey, babe" and smiled at him, Caiden had jumped up like an aggressive cat and started walking up and down.

"Here." , he suddenly said. "Take these."

Bonnie took the pills.

"I will get you a glass for water", he said coolly and turned around to leave the room.

Caiden turned on the faucet and stared at his reflection of the mirror, trying to keep his cool. Bonnie was right, he shouldn't exaggerate. But it wasn't that easy with his emotions running amok like they did for more than twenty-four hours now.

He never had feared for someone like that before. Yes, he had feared for himself a lot of times, but for someone else's life? That was brand-new territory to him.

Bonnie came to at the moment Caiden had realized that he really cared about her. And he hadn't been prepared for not being recognized by her after he had realized that he was in love for the first time in his life.

The drive to the hospital had been a nightmare. The doctors and nurses needed an eternity to normalize her body temperature again and to give them their okay to leave. And Caiden got a list of instructions that seemed to be never-ending. He never had been in charge for someone else's safety, hell, he didn't even care about his own welfare.

The entire night, he couldn't sleep because he had been too scared to do something wrong and Bonnie would get comatose and never wake up again. When she had woken up this morning and greeted him as if nothing had happened, Caiden's fear had turned into anger.

He had been close to a hysterical attack. As much as he would have loved to stay mad at Bonnie, it would be unfair to blame only her. Sighing, Caiden filled the glass with water and went back to the room where he gave it to her.

"Can you remember what happened yesterday?"

Bonnie frowned. "I knew, who you are when I woke up this morning. But the rest is just…pictures that don't fit to each other, my memory is as holey as cheese."

"Tell me everything you remember."

She needed to think. "Okay, I can still remember how I went to the restaurant to get your broth…"Bonnie widened her dark eyes, suddenly panicked.
"Shit, babe, your brother. I totally forgot about that! I couldn't do anything about Rocks taking him, right?" She paled visibly and propped herself up with her elbows.
"Rocks! I made the signs you taught me when Rocks suddenly showed up." His girlfriend cursed loudly and touched the bruises on her head. "That freaking son of a bitch. He is the one who punched me. But he didn't get your brother, did he?"

Caiden hugged himself. "I don't know. When I searched for you in Fairmont, nobody talked about a man gone missing…" He shrugged helplessly. "I assume that Rocks mistook him for me, right?" Desperate, he hoped that Bonnie would say no.

But his wish didn't come true. "Yes." Her memories seemed to slowly come back. "That would be the only logical explanation. And babe, he is here because Hernandez sent him."

Great, just great, Caiden thought and groaned. When Bonnie tried sitting up, he softly pushed her back to the pillow. "Stay put."

"No way. I need to get your brother back."

"For god's sake, Bonnie, have you lost your mind? I mean, that's nice of you, but you are not in the condition to…" No, just no, Caiden! You knew, how to wrap people around your finger when you were twelve, you can do better. "You know, the doctor said that you need to rest a couple of days. He said that it was – what did he say? – oh, yes, inevitable."

Bonnie turned to the other side. "Forget it", she said. "And forget the doc."

It had been a long, horrible night for Caiden, and he was about to flip out. "Forget it? Forget it?" He glared at her angrily. "And what about me? Do you have any idea how fucking afraid I was, Bonnie? Inside the car, it was at least one hundred degrees, you were covered in blankets, but you still were freezing, your teeth were clattering! The doctor said it would be for the best to bring you to the next hospital in the next city in case they need to treat you with modern devices, so I put you into the car and sped like madly to that dumb Parkersburg. But they also had told me that you are not allowed to sleep longer than half an hour, so I had to stop a lot of times to wake you up. But you always smiled at me goofily and asked who I am."

He would have taken her and shake her really hard. But his principles didn't allow him to ever raise a hand against a woman, not even against a bitch. So he continued glaring.

"I am so sick of this, and I won't do this any longer. Even though I don't even know how to take care of myself, I could somehow get it right with you. And I would rather kill myself than to let you get up and pass out on the streets because of your feminism-pride."

He didn't notice how he was trembling until Bonnie took his hand and squeezed it. She pulled him closer to herself and hugged him. "Shsh…", she said softly and kissed him on the forehead. "It's okay, babe. I will do as you say, you did everything right."

"I feared for you, Bon."

"I know, babe, I know." She looked up to him. "You did a great job. You did what you had to do. Just like your brother would have done it."

Caiden blinked. "I really messed up big time. I need to find K and get him out of this."

"Did you already call Mike?"

"No. Oh no, I forgot!" He pulled away from her. "I need to do it now."

A couple of minutes later, he hung up. "They got kicked out of the bus again. But Mike said that it hadn't been because of K this time. He had found a comment in the data file of Trailways that they had paid their motel bills and that the next bus would pick them up at the motel. It will arrive this evening in Huntington." He started throwing his things into the suitcase.

Bonnie sat up slowly. "What are you doing?"

"I will go to the bus."

"And what is the suitcase for?" She didn't like the weird sensation in her stomach pit.

Caiden froze and looked over to her. "If I can't get him away from the bounty hunter, I need to turn myself in."

"No."

"What else shall I do, Bonnie? Shall I allow that Kurt gets killed at my place?"

"Yes! No. I don't know. We will find a solution."

"If we don't in the next few hours, there will be no other way. I need to leave soon if I want to arrive in Huntington in time."

"Where the hell are we even?", Bonnie asked, frowning.

"Davisville."

She rubbed her face, then, she dropped them and looked at Caiden. "There has to be another way, babe."

"Any suggestion would be more than welcome. Because I have absolutely no idea, and that thought freaking scares me." He ruffled his hair and sighed deeply.

Bonnie tried sitting up in her bed. "I wish that damn headache would stop", she muttered and rubbed her temples. "I can't think clear." She turned her head and looked Caiden deep in the eyes, suddenly serious. "Maybe, you and I could go to Vegas and start a whole new life. I am sure they would fight to get someone like you to work at their nightclub, and I will certainly find something as well. Maybe, you will even get a manager of one of these fancy casinos."

He looked at her, speechless. To be honest, Caiden thought that Bonnie was that type of woman he could have fun with, that was all. But she was so much more, and he really would have loved to say yes.

But…

"I can't allow that Kurt gets hurt or something, just because of me, Bonnie. I really don't want to think about how often I have switched sides from good to evil, but I don't think I could forgive myself if something happened to him."

Bonnie didn't know Kurt, and if she had to choose who among the twins needed to suffer the consequences, she would have chosen Caiden's twin if she was honest.

But nothing she said couldn't change Caiden's mind, so, she had no other choice than to watch him leave a couple of hours later.

Cursing, Bonnie lied back down. She didn't like Caiden's decision, but she could understand him. She would have done the same for one of her sisters as well. But when she thought about when she would see Caiden again, an iron fist was crushing her heart.

She didn't expect that this moment would be sooner than she thought. It was after seven pm when Caiden came storming in. He dropped the suitcase and slammed his bag to the bed. Bonnie started grinning when she sat up. "You are back!" She pulled him into a hug. "I am so glad you are back." She didn't want to let go of him ever again. "Do you remember the no sex before we found Kurt rule? Forget it, babe, as soon as I am strong enough, we can get at it."

Just at this moment, she noticed that Caiden wasn't so happy about his return as she was. "What happened? Oh crap, was it something with Rocks?"

"No, or so I hope" Caiden pulled her closer to himself. "He wasn't there, Bon. The bus arrived in time, but Kurt and the bounty hunter weren't there."

"Why do I get the feeling that we won't go to Las Vegas anytime soon?"

"The bus driver told me that he stopped at the motel to pick them up, but nobody has been at the café, their meeting point. So he continued driving."

"And?"

Caiden leaned back and looked her in the eyes. "And I am worried, Bonnie. Where the hell could they be?"

Blaine didn't want to fall asleep again, but that was exactly what had happened. And Kurt had done the same when he realized that it was already two pm and they were still lying in bed. After he had carefully pulled out of Kurt's embrace, he sat up and rubbed his face. Finally, he dropped his hands and balled them to fists.

Damn, he really had messed up. He could forget the lakehouse; he could be lucky if Kurt wouldn't sue him or something. There was no use to make the entire story sound good – he had abducted him. He had abducted him and insulted him every second.

All the time.

Shit.

He put the blanket over Kurt's body and got out of bed. He had a bad feeling in his stomach and couldn't tell whether it was because he had vomited out everything he had eaten in the past twenty-four hours or because he had messed up – but he assumed that the latter argument needed to be the reason.

Well, he couldn't change it anymore. Instead of whining, he should get moving and get something to eat, but he doubted that he would ever be able to swallow something again with that big lump in his throat.

…

When Kurt woke up, the room was empty.

Freezing, he grabbed the blanket and covered himself. "Blaine?"

He didn't answer, but Kurt didn't worry. Wherever he may be now, he would return, and he didn't handcuff him to the bed so that he could flee.

Life was great.

Smiling to himself, Kurt stretched his arms and looked out of the window. He felt great. Blaine had called him Kurt. They hadn't talked after they had loved each other – he wouldn't have been able to form a sentence anyway; it had taken him by surprise what had happened. Blaine had only held him, caressed him until they fell asleep.

Everything would be fine now. Blaine knew who he was.

He looked up when Blaine entered the room. When their glances met, he froze. Caution was in his eyes. "Hey", the bounty hunter said, clutching the bags in his hands tighter. "I…erm…got you food."

"Thanks." Kurt crossed the room, in the meanwhile, he had dressed up. "I am starving." He took one of the bags and put it onto the table. "What did you get us? No chicken, I guess."

"Kurt."

The serious tone of his voice made him lift his head. To his surprise, he saw Blaine blush slightly.

"I, erm, need to apologize." He cleared his throat. "If that's even enough. You tried telling me from the beginning on who you are, and I didn't believe you."

Oh, he wanted to apologize, how interesting. Kurt watched him search for words, stutter and blush, and felt something like satisfaction. He almost grinned, but bit it back and looked at him in an exaggeratedly reproachful way. Because he was better than to enjoy himself at the expense of other people.

"I want more than just an apologize, Anderson."

The serious glance in his blue eyes made Blaine shudder, he didn't seem to notice the amusement behind them. "Yes, I know."

He dropped his shoulders and gulped. "I…erm, will make sure that you will get home as fast as possible."

Kurt almost chocked on his sandwich. He coughed, took a sip of his water and dropped the food on the table. Actually, he wanted to remind Blaine of his promise to eat a broom wholly, but that sentence made him forget about it. Stunned, he stared at him. "What?"

"I said that I…"

He almost started trembling with indignation. "Gosh, I can't believe it, Blaine!"

"Listen, I know it's not a sufficient compensation-"

"Compensation? Are you serious? If you believe me that I am Kurt and not Caiden, you need to know that I told the truth about Larry Rocks as well. That guy tried to kill me, and you just want to send me back home to deal with that problem alone? Okay, why not?", he said bitterly. "It's not like anyone came up with the idea that I need help to deal with such unimportant things."

Blaine just stared at him, stunned. Since he had realized that he wasn't Caiden, he could only think about how he had messed up. He took a step towards Kurt and halted. "I totally forgot about that." He shook his head "I kidnapped you, insulted you, always called you a liar, seduced you…"

"I actually liked that part", Kurt said laconically.

He was so caught up with his misery that he didn't hear that comment. "And after I have realized that I can't get the lakehouse for Artie, I couldn't think of something better than to toss you into the snakepit even though I endangered you in the first place. You need to think that I am a jerk."

Kurt opened his mouth, but Blaine laughed bitterly and lifted his hands defensively. "No, don't say anything – you always thought I was a jerk."

Kurt's good mood came back. It wasn't necessary to reprimand him, Blaine was great at doing it himself. That man was really taking his responsibility serious, without a doubt. Kurt wondered whether Blaine would offer to buy him a lakehouse next.

"Actually, I just wanted to say that you didn't endanger me. That was just a consequence of Caiden being in the wrong place at the wrong time."

Blaine smiled bitterly. "That's nice of you."

"Well, that's how I am. Nice. Blaine, tell me one thing", he waited until he looked into his eyes again. "You said you totally forgot about Rocks. Did you think about him before you suggested sending me home?"

"No, but…"

"Calm down a bit, okay? You are blaming yourself for too much, but you are not responsible for everything that happens in this world. Now, relax" He put the rest of the food on the table "Let's eat something, first."

Blaine's face expression was just priceless. He was visibly confused, and he was also …irritated. His hands buried deep in his pockets, he looked at Kurt with a skeptical gaze. At least, he followed orders and sat down.

A couple of minutes later, Kurt folded the napkin and put it back on the table. "So, what are we doing now?"

He watched Blaine swallow the bite of his sandwich. His glance was still cautious. "Tell me everything you know about Rocks."

After he had done that, he leaned back on his chair and waited for the bounty hunter's reaction.

"We need to stay together", Blaine explained, trying not to think about how much he likes that thought. "I think the big question is where we will drive." He looked at Kurt with a frown. "Do you want me to bring you home?"

"No." Kurt shook his head energetically. "I doubt that Rocks knows about me, and I don't want that to change. I wouldn't be thrilled if he stood in front of my entrance door all of a sudden. Besides" He looked Blaine deep in the eyes "I am already too deep in this mess. You will get rid of me after I found out how it ends."

That sounded logical.

"Okay", Blaine nodded "As long as you are aware I am in command." Until now, he had done everything wrong, but that wouldn't happen again, so he must have everything under control. He was responsible for Kurt's predicament, and he would make sure that they would get out of this, safe and sound.

"Of course, Blaine", Kurt answered, and Blaine's eyes narrowed skeptically when he heard his yielding tone. "I wouldn't want it any other way."