48 Hours later…
Up stairs in his bedroom, Micah was tossing an turning around in his bed, unable to fall back to sleep again after he woke up with his dick hard a as rock to his utter frustration.
“Damn woman!” He cursed under his breath.
After spending some hours being awake, he finally had fallen asleep to wake up again since the only thing he could think of were the last words of Snow who were haunting him like a bad nightmare.
After opening his eyes again and staring up at the ceiling he finally gave up and sighed loudly as he pushed his tired body up.
He grabbed his phone and checked the time.
“04:00 o’ clock, rest is probably still sleeping, the lucky bastards” he muttered as he got up from his bed rubbing his eyes.
Slowly he made his way over to the French doors leading to his balcony and pushed them open and stepped outside into the cool morning breeze, hoping the temperature would freeze and calm his ragging hard on and would also clear his mind.
As he looked up to the stars, he took a long, deep breath and closed his eyes while doing so.
The breeze did him well, but only for a few moments…
Then from the corner of his eye he saw a shadow moving in Snow’s bedroom, so he moved a little more forward to see who it was, feeling sudden uneasy…
But then the man turned and Micah sighed of relieve as he recognized Doctor Angelo, who looked deep in thoughts while busy on his tablet. He didn’t understand why all of a sudden he became scared for Snow or even the fact that in his sleep he was seeing about her what made him even wake up with his dick ready for action…
“Snow, why? What power is doing this?” He whispered under his breath as he scratched frustrated the back of his neck, not understanding his own body anymore.
Not being able to catch anymore sleep he turned around and went back inside his room again and closed the door behind him.
When his eyes found his shirt, he put it on and made his way out of his room and turned towards Snow’s room, as if drawn to her by some unseen force…
“Good morning, Don!” Justin, who stood guard on the upper floor greeted him.
“Morning” Micah only mumbled, still groggy of his lack of sleep, before he slipped inside Snow’s room, not feeling like talking much to Justin. Not because he didn’t like him but his mood wasn’t helping and still after what had happened between him and Justin was nagging him a bit.
After hearing the door open and closing again, Doctor Angelo briefly looked up from his medical tablet with a slight frown on his face.
“How is she doing Doc?” Micah asked as he took a seat next to the Snow’s bed, while Doctor Angelo stared at some test results on his tablet that had came back not long ago.
“Still the same, Don, no significant changes” Angelo mumbled while still reading.
“Hmm ok, so what does her test results say?” Micah asked while looking at the woman who lay in front of him. Once upon a time, she had come to steal him from his own home with all her magical powers and now, look at her, now all he could see was a pale but still beautiful but fragile looking woman, who was enduring a serious, unknown health crisis.
When the doctor was finally done reading he lay his tablet aside and removed his reading glasses before looking over at Micah, who’s eyes were plastered on Snow.
“You’re okay, Don?” Angelo asked his employer softly.
Micah sighed while rubbing his eyes before answering.
“Couldn’t sleep, ” he mumbled.
“Sorry to hear that, if you want I have some tablets that can help you relax a bit?”
“Maybe later doc, i am already awake now so, no use.”
“I wish we knew more of her so I could try to see if some other medications would work but for now nothing seems to help, unfortunately”
“But she is still human, well….at least half of her is like us right, from her father’s side….God knows what she inherit from her mother!” Micah muttered.
“Yeah that’s what’s also been on my mind lately, you know, Don, it is a very far fledged thing, but maybe we could find relatives or something who can help us, what do you think, because in worst case scenario she will die” Angelo stated.
“You think that there still might be somebody alive?” Micah asked with a frown.
“You know, now might be a very good time to dig deeper into her past since she is out and can’t harm anyone” Angelo thought for a moment. “And, yes who knows who is out there, I’ll talk with my old man, because i have been forgetting but let’s see what he has to say”
“Hmm, sounds like you have spend too much time around me and my family Doc! But yeah you have a point though” Micah chuckled.
Angelo smirked. “Well how else are we going to find out more Don?”
“True anyways since you haven’t talked to your dad yet, can we go together?”
“Sure, if you want we can go later so I’ll wait for you then!”
“I appreciate, thank you” Micah replied.
After that, Angelo did some last checks before he took his leave, leaving Micah behind deep in thought.
Snow was in a cold place with no light.
Meanwhile, deep in her unconscious state of mind, Snow was screaming at herself as her mind filled with strange dreams. In one of these dreams, she saw her mother, who had been murdered many years ago. The sight of her mother brought tears to Snow’s eyes, as she longed for her presence once again.
In her comatose state she saw herself drifting around into nothing. Swallowed by nothing but bright light and other moments in deep darkness…
Would she ever come out of it? Her unconscious mind wondered.
Another day went by and Don Micah and Doctor Angelo were still puzzled by Snow’s sudden collapse and tried to find out what had caused it. They ran numerous tests and scans again, but the results were inconclusive. Snow’s condition remained a mystery, leaving both men frustrated and worried. Since his father was not present Angelo made a new appointment.
Angelo’s feelings were slightly different then those of the Don’s. This because of his profession as a doctor besides the curiousness.
Micah reasons were because of how his feelings had started to change the moment he was near her. His body responded weird when he had touched her, even to the point that his hand had started to glow as well as her body did, frightening him even….and the Don, was supposed to be fearless! He couldn’t let the others found out about it, no matter what! He thought by himself.
Meanwhile, Sheila, who had been trying to get closer to Don Micah ever since their make-out session in the backyard, was frustrated that he started to change since Snow had collapsed. She had decided that she wanted to pursue him indeed, for her child sake she needed a father and he could be indeed that person she had decided after some long and deep thinking, just how Anastasia had suggested, but now she started to see Snow as a threat to her plans.
Anastasia, Don Micah’s mother, watched everything unfold with a watchful eye. She wanted Sheila and Don Micah indeed to be together and secretly despised Snow’s presence in their home. But despite her feelings, she kept on putting a facade of kindness towards Snow, pretending to like and care fore her as not to alarm Micah.
As Snow’s dreams continued to haunt her, she found herself drawn to Don Micah in a way her unconscious self couldn’t explain. She felt a connection to him that went beyond words, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that her mother had said something about him that held the key to unlocking the mystery of her collapse.
As the days passed, Snow’s condition remained unchanged, and Don Micah’s feelings for her grew stronger. He couldn’t deny the pull he felt towards her, but he would never say it out loud. But he vowed to himself to find out more and do everything in his power to help her recover so he finally get the chance to talk to her again and hopefully this time she would come clean, after he put some pressure on her, he thought.
But madam fate wasn’t ready to just simply let things go and wrap it all up nicely….so she started to think for her next step and started to cook up another thing or two for the Santorini mafia famiglia…
In the midst of all the chaos and confusion, anything could happen, especially in that family!