Colin arrived at the medbay and discovered two things, the first was that Mimi really needed medical attention, and quickly because the straps had been badly damaged today, but the second thing was the yellow-eyed Damon Salvatore who growled viciously when Colin tried to come and see Mimi.

Fine. So this is what happened. Colin took a fast-acting, short-duration tranquilizer from his bag and went to hit Damon with it before he could do anything. After a quarter of an hour, he lifted the unconscious Salvatore onto the other bed and began to examine Mimi.

First of all, he unwrapped her from the sheets and watched in horror as Mimi's body was covered in bruises and lacerations, as he gently pressed down he felt nothing anatomically recognizable, but Mimi was on so many different drugs and they alone were affecting the straps. But Mimi would have to be operated on and quickly, now Colin wondered what to fill the cavity in Mimi's body with before she could grow organs.

He moved Mimi to the examination table and took a suction device and made an incision in Mimi's upper torso and began suctioning. As he progressed, he pushed the suction deeper and deeper and sucked all the bloody mass out of her. Damon woke up when he was almost done.

Damon said "I guess I was a little out of it myself, thanks for taking care of the lady already. " Colin looked at Damon and said "I'm afraid the lady hasn't got any straps to waste, I'm trying to think what to put in the body cavity here as I don't think she's growing organs yet. "

Damon watched for a moment and walked over to one of the cupboards and picked up a tankful of his own centrifuged, cleaned-out bump to which he had added some nutrient concentrate. Colin tasted this and said "Inspiring, now I know what I can use my own bump for. " They opened the now empty body cavity and Damon drained his own blood liberally into it.

It seemed that nowadays he had to put quite a lot of his own blood in before it started to help. Fucking shed sessions probably do that. Mimi's body subconsciously rejects his blood and then it's not a good thing at all. They filled Mimi up with a bump and put an artificial heart to pump and circulate the blood so they could get more drips, Mimi started to stir and be restless so Damon walked up next to her again and let his heartbeat soothe Mimi to sleep.

He hadn't even smelled Mimi's blood yet as he now offered her safety and warmth. Mimi was prone to dropping her straps if she didn't feel safe. This was an important part of stabilizing Mimi's condition at the moment.

Damon was always able to be untethered for a couple of hours before Mimi woke up and started dropping her straps for the first week, then the straps started to hold and she grew organs, small, about 50% of what they should be but functioning.

Damon's teeth had done quite a bit of chipping and the medicine started to wear off. Colin got busy with a gig and had to leave. Damon looked at his now sleeping wife in the medbay and again marveled at her tenacity, grit, and willingness to just keep going. He went out to dinner.

I woke up in the medbay and thankfully I was no longer feeling medicated. it was very cold and all the lights looked yellow. I went to the bathroom after tying all the stupid drip tubes in a knot

. Some medicine was still on because I still wanted to be safe but now it wasn't a bed or a dark place, apparently, my cat side felt threatened on some level because I wanted to get up. There was a good big shelf on the back wall of the medbay and there in the ceiling, in the corner was just the right nest

. I took blankets and sheets and with some sort of guide, I climbed up there and made myself a nest and went to sleep or lay there cold because I had some sort of infection and a fever. But this nest was just right. It was still so hidden that no one would even notice it right away, probably. Perfect.

Damon came in from dinner and Mimi wasn't in bed. Fine, he looked at all the unders and no, the air vents were not accessible, and then a movement in the corner of his eye made him look over to the back wall, that's where she had climbed onto the shelf to sleep.

Damon sighed, this was going to be another one of those recoveries. He went and got Mimi down no matter how she protested, then he put her in chains in the bed and filled the shelves so full they wouldn't fit. He put in a new IV and gave her a fever shot.

And changed the clean sheets and washed her when her fever broke. and still, Mimi was so fucking innocent and looked at him with blueberry blue eyes big and round. He should just hang on again. And Mimosa was in heat so now Mimi's other husbands couldn't get into this Mimi care routine right away.

I just don't understand when I'm supposed to be safe and he takes me out of my perfectly good nest and puts me in chains and sighs. And then he gives me a fever remedy and washes me beautifully, but then again I had to go to the toilet and my legs couldn't take it.

Quite a few times Damon patiently lifted me off the ground, put the drip in place, and put me in shackles. Then he always took the handcuffs off when he had to give a fever medicine and that was quite often when this bug was nastier, my fidgeting didn't make any difference.

This was just a nasty bug. I was innocent as always. Damon finally fixed me up and said to me "Baby, you are the most horrible patient in the universe, really, but I put you in this condition so I have to fix you. " I was all innocent and sweet then he velveted me up and I woke up in the downstairs bedroom and there was a phone and wallet on the nightstand, I couldn't really blame him for leaving. I really was a terrible patient and always will be. It's just who I am when I'm ill, I can't help it.

Everyday life started once I had recovered, Mimosa´s heat would last a few more weeks and our building project for the wings of the house was well underway. I then started working on my own parts of the wings and designing and going through the floor plans of the different houses and seeing what kind of wings had already been suggested.

Each of the three of us would then get to decorate a floor and as the houses where the wings were going were always almost at least four to six floors so that was the job, but we wanted carpets on the whole floor, and the lighting was up to each of us.

Each floor had an aquarium room and a greenhouse but again those would be the wing designer's rooms, then the bedrooms, the girls' nice room, the spa, the kitchen, and the medbay, I quite shamelessly always took the kitchen and the medbay on their own floors and found that Mirella has booked quite a few girls' nice rooms and mimosa specializes in spas and gyms.

I ordered materials and called around, telling my visions to builders and designers. This was a damn nice project, I just felt Damon's presence in my head at times he was somewhat confused and a bit even insecure, he saw the wings as a threat so I would retreat to hide in them from him, maybe I would if he started looking at me with a piece of meat look.

Bran had reportedly not liked the whole wing idea but there was nothing he could do when none of these houses were his. The new leader of our pack was Charles and Adam was very happy with that.

We had been in the medical center for five weeks and amazingly my infection had lasted up to 4 weeks, mimosa and Mirella's frenzy if it lasted another 3 weeks, I had that long. But my dear husband had again put a much stronger implant in my stomach and disturbed my concentration by having to go out to eat every now and then.

But even here I got ideas and everything. Every house like Chicago wouldn't have a wing and castles could then be isolated with a floor for shelter. After planning the wings for two weeks, I had a week to spare and decided to go out once again to empty my safe deposit boxes.

I made myself lunch and decided to take my rose-red Cadillac, it was a sports model and had a very extensive storage system and I would pack three more special bags with me which also had very secure systems so I could empty my lockers at my leisure.

I made an itinerary and everything, it would be a nice holiday trip, I could drive in peace, empty my lockers, and at the same time I could even take some of my stuff to the base of the fleas, for example, explosives and money. I had finished getting my car ready the day before and had put on a dress, a bright pink silk dress that would be cool and comfortable for the drive as I was starting from the south so it would still be quite warm to drive.

I had a roof option in my car in case of bad weather but I liked to keep the top down, had my morning coffee and picked up and packed my lunch, and poured three pots of coffee into the quality thermos I had actually bought for this trip. When I went out, I froze in place as Damon leaned against my car expectantly and said " Are you ready darling, this is going to be an interesting week. " it sure as fuck is.

He had that look in his eye that I'd get the flank and fast if I started to give him any lip. So I calmly walked to my car and put my lunch bag on the back seat and said sweetly, now there was nothing he could threaten. "Damon, are you going to drive behind me or what?"

He looked at me for a moment and straightened up, took a few steps closer so he was almost on top of me and I said "No darling, when I drive and you are in the car. Or do you have a problem with that, maybe you should calm down a bit?" His voice was low, there was an edge to it that I knew he wasn't in a terribly playful mood. He took the keys to my car from my hands and he opened his door and got into the driver's seat and began to adjust his driving position comfortably.

I walked to the other side and got in. I put the sat nav on and said "I'll just take the supplies to the bases whenever I want so don't be surprised." He looked at me sharply and said "You can believe that Charles and Adam were very interested in your little trip, that's why I promised to come along and I'll decide what goes where. Now, missy, don't even think you're in charge of this trip because you're really not." I was quiet and nice.

This was going to be another very interesting road trip, Damon was driving in silence, he was driving relaxed and the car was like an extension of his mind. In fact, I didn't mind sitting and admiring. I began to learn to find the good in moments like this every day, like the fact that he actually came with me and we did this trip together.

I always went to the bank myself because he found it boring to wait there and he couldn't get into the vault anyway because these were personal boxes and just for me. He actually didn't mind, he was almost happy about it.

We ate our lunch together of course and he drank most of my coffee. I then went to buy myself a Coca-Cola because I was on caffeine. Damon and Samuel had discovered some time ago that my body worked much better and I absorbed my nutrients and all if I had enough caffeine, but I had to get it from either Coke or coffee.

None of the synthetic tablet versions were absorbed by me. It had been tried for years, a caffeine implant was planned as well but as long as I could drink coffee and Coca Cola I would be fine. It had just been a new ingredient even in the intestinal mush, coffee, and Coke. I don't know if you could even call it a visceral puree anymore when it started to have everything else in it.

We didn't take anything to the Flea bases. When I came out of the bank Damon looked carefully at what I brought and clearly listed it in his mind. I had to put the stocks and anything that would go to Charles in the bags and the guns came in the car and he had brought his own bag for the drugs to put them in. Every drug he went through and quite a few he furrowed his brow as if they were something that really weren't good drugs.

Our trip lasted a whole week and towards the end, he was no more relaxed. He was clearly focused and on a mission almost. Then when he returned me to the Boston house where Adam and Charles and Mimosa and Mirella had moved to, he just went in to drop off the bags and then left without a word.

He took the medicine with him when he left. Samuel didn't even ask for the drugs. Charles announced that the new animal in our hospital was almost ready and it wouldn't be long before we could have the opening. I was actually nervous about the whole thing and we started going over the decorating stuff with Adam and Charles again' when Mimosa came to rest on my head after a hard day's work.

Mirella was sterilized pretty early on as her vampire heat time is not something that would be practiced in this pack. Mirella was quiet and taciturn about it but perked up when I gave her my file on what I had already done to her wings.

Mirella said that the construction was progressing on schedule and at some point, we would get to visit the wings and see what else was going to be there. We started talking that since the wings were being built at the same time we could share then that each of us would go through some of the houses as to some of the things we would have to decide there and we would go through our joint policies before such a trip would be in order.

I didn't know where Damon was going and why. Was it another need for strange women or some other thing, and I didn't even have to think about it because if Charles didn't want to know something about my opinion on something at the clinic then either Mirella or Mimosa had got the idea.

The only wedding present we'd got from Bran was that he'd canceled his marrok orders so our nights were wild. Charles gave up and so did I, not to mention Adam. Mirella was up to something in the medbay and Samuel and Bran were also in the house. And I could see how Bran was pissed off at me for being with Charles and Adam. How it pissed him off that he didn't boss me around all the time or that I almost always had two bodyguards so he couldn't get at me at all.