Samuel went to his car to get another board to put Mimi on. When Adam started to undo the belt and put his hand on Mimi's back, it came off bloody. Samuel turned Mimi around and they saw how Mimi's back had been stabbed as well. Samuel took the board and put some sheets on it. Together they pushed the board and the sheets under Mimi. Mimi's chest was crushed again, as was the poor girl's whole body. They moved Mimi into the car and Samuel gave her some more medicine to make the drive to Chicago a little longer. When they finally arrived Samuel took Mimi straight back downstairs for surgery, a lot of the Mimi was gone. Samuel put some more healing jelly and Damon's blood back in which he had managed to repair some of the damage. He put Mimi on the gel and kept her in a deep sleep.

Damon came back again two days later, swearing profusely. Dresden had made a more powerful potion to turn the switch back on but he seemed to like to snap it off. Damon went to see Mimi. She was still wounded and everything was far from healed. Samuel kept Mimi very deep sleep and jelly. When Samuel went to eat, Damon lifted Mimi out of the jelly and poured fresh blood into her wounds again. They healed a little again. Damon moved Mimi to her hospital bed and lightened her sedation. If Mimi was kept in too deep a sleep, it slowed the healing process because it slowed the metabolism. Damon kept a good pain medication and frequently drained the wounds with his blood. He kept the anesthetic light, waiting for Mimi to wake up because he knew that drinking his blood would help and help a lot.

I woke up and realized something about my surroundings. I was still hurting but it was the kind of pain that comes when you heal. I could smell that I was in Chicago and Damon was in the same room with me. I didn't have any problem now. He came up to me and said "Sorry about that, again the switch went off, but baby, it would really do you good if you could drink some of my blood, I'm going to support you in my arms and you're going to sink those little teeth into my neck and drink. Okay?" There wasn't much to say when he was already lifting me. I winced as my back was still sore even though there seemed to be bandages everywhere. He lifted me up against him and I sank my teeth into his jugular. And I drank. I seemed to have a need for blood because I got a better grip on the damon and started drinking faster, almost ravenously. I finally released my grip and slumped down. I was full as a tick. I lay down for a while and fell asleep, the same thing happened several times but I couldn't really stay awake yet.

When I woke up I was in bed and fine, I mean not torn apart.

I partially remembered the whole session, apparently, Damon had been dispelling it out of my head again. But it didn't really matter. I felt dirty but I remembered not to take a bath, so I took a shower. I washed myself with hot water and then cooled off with lovely cool water for my hair and everything. I just pulled a towel around me. My hair went down to my lower back and now I didn't even bother to go and dry it. The shower had been surprisingly tiring. I found some kind of night dress, and a light shirt, and pulled it on. I went to bed and lay on my side and just pulled the sheet over me, I was so tired I fell asleep from sheer exhaustion.

Damon thought he'd go and see if Mimi was starting to wake up. Although she would still be well-medicated and tired for another day. Even though Damon had lightened the meds, they were still pretty damn strong, with Mimi always having to be on them. Adam was in the kitchen making dinner and had collected all the plugs out of the baths while Damon had carried the sleeping Mimi to bed to wake up. Mimi still wouldn't keep her heat on so Damon had carefully covered her up. It would take 24 hours, but he would see that Mimi ate anything warm and didn't get unnecessarily cold. Damon went into the bedroom to check. Mimi was asleep on her side with nothing on but a sheet. There was a towel at the end of the bed. Damon went to check the situation more closely and Mimi's lips were blue, the core temperature was 32 degrees again, and her hair was drenched and wet all over Mimi's back. Oh fuck the lady had woken up and showered. Damon walked into the shower and checked the water temperature. Oh fuck how clever, cool. He grabbed a big pile of towels and said to Adam in his mind "Adam, Miss had woken up and had a shower, cool, core temperature 32 degrees, I'll start heating it up as soon as I can." Adam rushed into the room where Damon had already wrapped Mimi's hair in a towel and was rubbing it vigorously. Adam said, "Miss wet her hair too?" Damon nodded and grunted " Not dry, her whole back was wet. Oh fuck this girl can do it. Should we move her to medbay and do a abdominal warmer? Put a heated lump in there. ' Adam nodded and Damon grabbed Mimi into his arms after first wrapping her in the blanket. Adam went ahead of him. They only went to the smaller medbay now because this procedure would work here too.

Damon took the bump tanks and heated the bump. The centrifuged bump is about 45 degrees. He also put the liquidizer in the bump to heat it up. Adam was rubbing Mimi really hard. They had gotten a heat blower in here just in case and Adam had already set that up too. Damon came in to massage too and after ten minutes he had the centrifugal fluid dripping and started to prepare the abdominal cavity for filling. Mimi was still unconscious and they had only gotten the core temperature up to 34 degrees. Damon opened Mimi up and quickly began to pack as much of the heated lump into each side as he could. Mimi was very thin again anyway, weighing in at 36 kilos. So a good bump would do her good.

Damon managed to pack on 15 kilos of bump and let the wound heal. The core temperature was now 36 degrees and Mimi began to wake up and shiver. Damon tried to calm himself down because he felt like yelling at Mimi long and hard. For some reason, this was a very unpleasant experience to find Mimi in this condition. Then Damon decided it was time for Mimi to figure it out. He had deliberately cannulated Mimi's hands and tied them up. Actions and consequences. It was time for Miss Mimi to learn.

I was cold, terribly cold. I had blankets on and my stomach felt really full. I opened my eyes and found myself in a smaller medbay. I was strapped in, I could see the drip stands and there was a cannula in my left hand and a cannula in my right elbow. Damon was sitting in the chair next to me and looking at me in a way that told me he was going to give me a good, hard time. Damon said extremely softly at first " Did you know Mimi, that when you wake up, don't always fucking go to the bathroom first. Try sitting for a while and think about whether you're really in a condition to dry yourself after a shower. Haven't you been taught quite a few times that if you weigh less than 50 kilos, no cool showers? Your body temperature should be 40, not 32 degrees. You have a new way of deciding to cool yourself down completely. I guess you'll always be an idiot about this. What the fuck drives you to do these stupid things, well now you can stay in the drip for as long as you need to. And you stay in restraints, you're not going anywhere now. And you're not tying any fucking cannulas. You're shivering because your core temperature is now 37.5 degrees, still a long way to go. You've been stuffed with a heated centrifuged bump and warm fluids are dripping into your veins. In a little while, you'll be drinking warm liquids. I guess you can't be left to wake up unsupervised. If you don't escape into the fucking air duct, you're going to get yourself wet. Oh, fuck, Mimi, you can do it." Damon had stood up quite soon after he started talking, the volume of his voice had also risen steadily so that most of the time he was shouting at me. I just looked back innocently and continued to shake. Damon walked out, Adam behind him. I was nowhere to go as I was chained to the bed. In a drip, in a cannula. Helpless.

Fifteen minutes later Adam brought me my first bowl and had to feed me because I was shaking so wildly. I was tired again because shaking takes energy and I was cold and I didn't like being shouted at. Who would like that? I mean, I understand that Damon was yelling because he was startled or something, but he hadn't yelled at me that many times. Our fight was a completely different thing. Somehow I was just so helpless, defenseless, that I couldn't take the outburst. I finished the soup Adam gave me and curled up in bed shivering under the blankets that the shackles gave way to. Adam said, "I'll bring you some more in a bit, I think you're pretty much exhausted, just rest." I kept my eyes closed and shivered, pretending to be asleep when Adam came to check on me half an hour later. Then somewhere in between, I fell asleep as the cold began to recede, but the nightmares started, all over again. Just because I was chained to the bed, saw the drip bags, had been screamed at, was still on medication, and felt unsafe. I fell asleep and started having nightmares.

Adam said to Damon after he had been to see Mimi " Her core temperature is starting to come back to normal but she was still tired, she seemed asleep when I went to see her just now. I know it's fucking traumatic to find Mimi in that state, believe me, but always remember that Mimi isn't going to be OK straight away. She may not be able to deal with it in the right way. I think you shocked Mimi quite effectively with your outburst." Damon looked at Adam and grunted, " All right if I shocked her, then remember next time." Adam said nothing. He went to make the coffee when Samuel came in. Damon had already called Samuel and told him what Mimi had done. Samuel had said he was on his way to Chicago anyway so he could see if Mimi was all right. The lady had been moved to another house on Adam's orders where Adam's staff were looking after her. Adam, Samuel, and Damon were having coffee and chatting. Then Samuel said "I'm going to go and see Mimi and you two do what you want. " Samuel went to the medbay and at first sight cursed harshly. Oh fuck, they don't understand. Another setback, and a big one.

Mimi was tied to her bed and an IV stand with a few bags was placed neatly next to the bed so that Mimi could see it for sure. One cannula was placed on the back of her hand and the other on the elbow of the other hand. Samuel sighed and went to see Mimi. She appeared to be asleep but when Samuel removed the restraints. Mimi's hands moved and she began to murmur in distress. Samuel had already removed the cannulas from her hands earlier. Samuel tried to wake Mimi up and she sat up without seeing anything. Not good. He pushed Mimi back onto the bed and put the belt over her chest. Samuel said to Adam in his head. " You can thank Salvatore, Mimi will probably sleep for another couple of days. Do you know Adam how frustrating this is?" Adam walked over to Medbay in amazement and said " What on earth are you talking about?"

Samuel sighed and said " Do you know how long, you probably do, I've been slowly tolerating mimi, the injections, the drips, being on the drip. Do you remember how I did it? Cannulas in a place where Mimi can't see them, the central line is good, the drip tray is always hidden. Always. And never tie up unless you absolutely have to, and even then someone should be close by. Now I must put Miss in a deep sleep because you see, she's having nightmares. Salvatore yelled at her, and rightly so, but Mimi wasn't ready for such a harsh response. She was recovering, underheated, underweight, on medication, and scared out of her wits. Then she is strapped to the bed for an IV so she can see the cannula in her hands and the IV bags and everything and can't do anything about it. She was exhausted and fell asleep, that's the end result. No sense of security and exhaustion equals a bad nightmare. "Samuel walked over to the medicine cabinet and started looking for the medicine.

Damon said from the doorway " You're exaggerating, Cornick. Mimi will wake up in a minute. She's probably just having some confusing dream. You're not going to put her to sleep, let her wake up properly. " Samuel motioned Damon closer to Mimi. "What does that look like? Try and wake her up any way you like, I'm going to go and get the meds ready now, just guess Damon if Mimi will get any more injections directly or if there is even a hope she will let herself be cannulated and take the drip. " Damon looked at Mimi for a while and said "Fine, I have to go now, do what you want with that idiot" Damon walked past Adam and he could smell Damon sniffing the wet dog. Samuel had finished pulling the medicine into the syringe and came over to Mimi. He took Mimi's hand and straightened it while at the same time deftly inserting the needle into the vein and pressing the plunger. Mimi stopped struggling and moving, she sighed deeply and went limp. Samuel stayed up for a couple of hours to make sure Mimi stayed in a deep sleep. Adam blamed himself for not having seen that Damon wasn't in doctor mode. Samuel wondered why he'd shoved a bump into her, but at least it would provide sustenance. Mimi slept for three days.

I woke up again. It took me a moment to remember what happened. I looked up, startled, and fortunately, I didn't see any drip stands or cannulas. I remembered the nightmares, though. It pissed me off, knowing I wouldn't tolerate anything like that again. Samuel came up to me and felt my forehead. He said, "Do you feel wise now?" I said "No, I know I'm going to be impossible again, well you know what, but not somehow. I don't know and then the nightmares came.." I finished the sentence as a chill went down my spine as I remembered my nightmare again. Samuel said " It's ok, are you hungry? If you're up to it you can come and eat, Adam's been busy in the kitchen. Damon left pretty soon after I got here." I didn't actually blame Damon. I don't know what makes it so traumatic to find myself cold, but somehow men just can't seem to stand it. I sat up and Samuel helped me stand. We went to eat and talk. In the evening we went to the sauna and I got a gentle treatment from both of them. Samuel's pretty good at pleasuring a woman, too. He's a damn good kisser.