Chapter 22:

-Coma-

Selene didn't left Michael's side. She spent day and nights at his bed, in the hope, that he would awaken every moment. She had fallen asleep, probably she had cried. Since a few days, she wanted to be alone with him, and asked the others, also Alex, not to enter this room anymore.After two weeks or so... she had stopped to count the days...She slept with the arms put crossed on the bed, as she suddenly felt easy movements. First, she thought that it is the winds or it was herself however then she felt fingertips on her palm. Immediately, she woke up and took his hand. He still had closed his eyes, however, he tried to say something, because his lips moved easily, however nothing came out.

"Michael... can you hear me?" she whispered and he nodded, then slowly his eyes caught to open and looked directly at her. As always, Michael tried to show her a smile, however, he had pains and that he couldn't hide. "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing..." he said with a weaker voice, and everyone knew that he lied.

"Liar. I see that something is not right." he now leaned on his elbows and sat up, a vehement pain stung through his breast. "Your sores started to heal only a week ago. Who was this vampire?"

"I can't remember or weak. I was out of rage and had nothing else in mind, as to kill him. He whispered something..."

„What exactly?" Michael tried to exert itself to think about to answer her at least this question honestly.

"he didn't say much and I don't know whether that what I had heard, was no hallucination. 'My father was an abomination' was his message."

"Ah shit... that's impossible! Or do you think approximately..."

"...that it's Alexander's son... yes." he tried now to sit on the bed edge, so that he could get up.

"How couldn't we been able to hear about him, if he lives already that long?"

"The same as with me... you didn't want to believe a myth and besides, he held himself pretty well hidden. If you don't mind... I'd like to go something at the fresh air, my back hurts from this laying around. How long was I actually tied at the bed?"

"Almost a whole month."

Fluctuating Michael rose and got fresh clothing from the wardrobe and left the room does carpentry. he got dressed a jeans jacket and set off itself alone outdoors. Selene stood into the hallway and looked after him anxiously.

"Why have you always to play the hero." she talked to herself and came back again into the apartment, where she changed the bed-linen of Michael and granted herself after it refreshment. The first time for weeks she used the shower again and she rested after it on the sofa in the living room, where she paged in the book a bit, that Erika had brought with her. she couldn't understand it, but as she only read the name 'Alexander Corvinus', a cold shiver drove down her back, it became worse, as she read the name 'Michael', even if she couldn't read the rest, so she knew, that there was more behind it, than Michael had told her and no wonder, that he lives in isolation. After a while also she became tired, after three days and nights no sleep, so she could uses the sleep pretty good.