Chapter Two-Hundred and Twelve

Claire glanced up at the corner of her bedroom, noticing a small black microphone that was recording everything she was saying. She nodded to the mic, smiling at Kaylie. "Mom said that John's hospital room number is 578, if we wanna visit him tomorrow." She picked up a pen and paper, writing the words 'Microphone. Jessica's listening."

She nodded, pushing her glasses up on her nose and grabbing a few small belongings and tossing them at Allison to put in the bags they were taking to John. "I thought he was going in for surgery on his leg tomorrow." She smirked, knowing that they'd given the bug the wrong room.

"He is. They're gonna put some pins in the bone." Allison remembered listening to the adults talking in while they thought they were all asleep.

Claire pushed John's hair back, kissing his head as the heart monitor beeped in the background. She gently adjusted the oxygen hose in his nose, and wiping a small amount of snot from his upper lip.

Tyler played around with his video camera, popping a blank tape into it and powering it up. "Medusa's gonna be so freaked." He grinned, stepping out of the room as Asher shewed the teens and children out so that John could be shaved down for his surgery to repair his leg.

"Out." He laughed, closing the door so that only he, Clarissa, and Thomas were inside with John. "How much are we shaving?" He asked, picking up a razor and some shaving cream.

Clarissa pulled John's legs out from under his covers, adjusting his hospital gown so that his manhood was still hidden but they could get what they needed to done. "Ryan wants us to get both of his legs and anything below his hips… but I'm worried that he won't trust us if we shave his, um…" She pinked as she realized that she was practically talking about her son's genitalia.

Asher nodded, spreading some of the shaving cream over John's thighs and slowly moving down toward his ankles. "I can handle that part. He already doesn't trust me, and I'd hate for you two to lose that." He placed the razor against John's left leg, dragging it up to his hips as Thomas took the right. "Careful, that one's the busted one." He reminded, knowing that they all tended to get confused when he wasn't standing and favoring it.

Clarissa jumped as John's heartrate changed, relaxing again when she realized it was only from the feeling of the razors against his skin. "I love you, Pumpkin." She whispered, looking away as Asher prepared to shave John's privates.

Jessica screamed as she walked in on the elderly man, shielding her eyes as he turned to look at her. "Oh my God! I am so sorry!" She rushed from the room, nearly falling into Claire as she laughed. "You fucking bitch!"

Claire shook her head, pushing her away from the group and stopping her when they were right in front of Tyler's hidden camera. "Why are you so obsessed with John?" She asked, praying she could get the truth out of her. "He clearly doesn't like you. So, why are you so desperate to be with someone who doesn't love you?"

She growled at Claire, forcing her tears back. "It's none of your business, Claire!"

"Tell me. Why are you so fixated on him?" Claire snapped, able to see that she was close to breaking.

Jessica heaved a sigh. "You wouldn't understand." She stated, pushing past her on her way out. "Just know, that he will be mine one day."