Chapter 10: Chapter Ten

When I came back out of the bathroom, he had set the food out on my desk, and pulled his chair next to mine. He was leaning back in his chair, looking at something on his phone. "Why did you do that?" I asked him as I sat next to him, looking at the food covering my desk. There was a little of everything, spaghetti, tacos, sushi, and a build your own sub platter. "And why did you get so much food?"

"Because I didn't know what you had a taste for, so I got a variety." He said as he started to put food on a plate, then set it in front of me.

"Are you going to eat too?" I asked him before taking a bite of the spaghetti. Something about it tasted off, like something was put in it. I didn't want to complain, especially after he went through all of this trouble to have it brought to me, so I continued to eat it.

"If you wish, kitten." He said as he made another plate for himself. He followed suit and took a bite of the spaghetti as well. But the second he tasted it, he spit it out and swiped the plate off the table. "How much of that did you eat?" He asked me as he dialed a number on his phone, his eyes wild as he waited for the person on the other side to answer.

"A couple of bites... Why? What's wro-" I started to ask him, but stopped as I suddenly puked, mostly on the desk, but some of it got on him. I didn't have the time to feel bad when I doubled over in pain, feeling like someone had put my insides in a blender. The pain was unbearable as I screamed, holding my stomach.

He didn't answer as he picked me up, then suddenly we were outside, before I could even grasp what had happened, we were in a hospital with Damien setting me on a bed, yelling at a doctor to come and help me. "Damien, what happened?" I asked, trying to blink away the dizziness. Humans weren't meant to move as quickly as a vampire could, and my body did not agree with it at all.

"I'm sorry, little one. But I couldn't wait to drive here, you've been poisoned." he said as a few people rushed into my room, barking orders back and forth.

I kept slipping in and out of consciousness as I could feel needles being put in my arm, and people yelling. When I finally came to my senses, I sat up straight in bed and looked around, "Damien?" I whimpered out, trying hard not to cry when I didn't see him in the room with me. I hadn't realized exactly how much I cared about him, until his sudden lack of presence made me want to cry. Before I could blink, he was right next to me, pushing me to lay back in bed.

"Lay down, Bast. You need to rest now." He said softly as he pulled the phone away from his ear and set it down on the table next to me. "It was a common poison, so you've already received the antidote. You will be okay." He said as he kissed me on the forehead.

"Who?" I asked him, trying to blink away my drowsiness.

"I'm going to find out, and I promise they will never have the chance to try it ever again." he said, taking my hand as he sat next to me, then picked up his phone again. "Sam, you know what to do." he spoke into the receiver, then ended the call.

"I'm so sorry." I cried out as the tears forced themselves out, when I saw the puke on his suit jacket.

His eyes opened wide as he looked down at me, trying to figure out why I had suddenly started bawling "Bast, kitten, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Did I say something wrong?" he said caressing the side of my face so softly, I couldn't help crying harder, making him even more confused.

"I threw up on you!" I said in between sobs.

"That's not the only bodily fluid you've discharged on me today, kitten." He said with a slight grin as he took off the jacket and threw it in the garbage bin.

I couldn't help but laugh when he said that, then punched him in the arm, softly. "When can I go home? I hate hospitals."

"In a few hours. They just want to make sure you are okay before they release you." He said as he sat on the bed next to me, rubbing my back softly. "Get some sleep, little one."

I nodded and closed my eyes again, feeling content with Damien by my side. I opened my eyes quickly and took his hand, pulling it close to my heart, before I let myself fall asleep.

It felt like hours once I woke back up, but Damien still hadn't moved from right next to me, rubbing my back with his hand in mine. "How long was I asleep?" I mumbled, blinking against the bright lights.

"About four hours. How are you feeling?" he asked me, setting down his phone, turning his full attention to me.

"A lot better, can I go home?" I asked him, slowly sitting up.

"Of course, I already signed the papers." He said, helping me sit up, then turned his back to me as I dressed, waiting for me to finish before he spoke again. "I found the person who did this, they are taken care of."

"Are they dead?" I asked him, taking his hand and letting him lead me out of the hospital and to his car.

"Yes." He said, looking at me, obviously waiting for me to yell at him for killing someone for me. But I wasn't upset at all. They had tried to kill me, which was different from insulting me.

"Good." I said as I got in the passenger seat, and waited for him to go around, and sit next to me. "Can I ask you a question?" I asked slowly, unsure of if I should or not.

"Of course, anything." he said, looking over at me with a slight smile.

"Are you upset with me?" I asked, looking down at my hands, folded in my lap.

"Why would I be upset with you?" He asked incredulously.

"Because you had to spend half your day in the hospital with me, and you didn't get to finish your work load."

"You are more important to me than anything else, in the hospital or not, I'd rather spend all day by your side than in an office." He reassured me as he took both of my hands in his, and squeezed gently.

"Okay." I said as we arrived back at my house. He was starting to get out when I stopped him by leaning over and kissing him on the mouth. I knew after what happened today, that I didn't have to worry about my relationship with him anymore. He was pleasantly surprised by my kiss, but recovered quickly as he pulled me closer and kissed me back. "Do you want to spend the day together, tomorrow?" I asked him after I pulled away from the kiss.

"Kitten, you know the answer to that." He said with a smile.

I giggled as I opened my door and stepped out "I can't wait" I told him before shutting the door and walking into the house, giddy. Before opening the door, I waved at him and smiled, then stepped inside.

As soon as I closed the front door, I was grabbed from behind, with a cloth shoved in my face. I didn't have the time to scream or fight back before the chemicals on the cloth forced me into unconsciousness.