I leave Damon with grams, whilst I run for the car. I run to the parking lot,  collect the car then pull up in front of the hospital entrance. I jumped out and  ran round to Damon. I help him sit in the passenger seat, and fasten him in. I  kiss him on the cheek, and shut his door. I help grams into the back before I  fasten my self into the drivers seat and drive us to grams  place.

 I  keep my arm round Damon as we walk to grams' room. He is a little unsteady on  his feet still. We sit with grams for about two hours talking through what has  happened these last few crazy day's. Damon has promised not to do anything else  reckless. By the time we are riding back home I have discovered a little more about the accident that killed my parents and why Damon fought so hard to  protect me from his dad. 

We pull up out side Damon's home. I'm still staying  at captains house for the time being. I again run out the car and am at his side in an instant. We ride up to his apartment in silence. Once I unlock his door I  order him straight to bed.

 He needs time to recover. 
"lets get you settled. You need to  recover."

 
"I need my own nurse." he says in a horsey laugh.



 I swat his arm and pull the duvet back over him after he lays down. "stay here and I will make ya a coffee" I say  bending to kiss him. I make my way to his kitchen and put the water on to boil.  I suddenly remember his comment about a nurse and cook up a plan. I run up  stairs to Damon. 

"I  have to run for some milk. Please don't try to get out of bed. Do you need  anything before I go?" I ask him. 

"you  back soon" he replies. 

I  pull up out side the shop and walk in. I walk round the shop looking for what I  need. I find it at the back of the shop. I grab the correct one of the shelf and  pay for it.

 I have finished at the shop and I am now pulling up out side Damons. 
I run up to check on Damon before I do anything else.  He is half asleep laid down in bed. I am glad to see he hasn't moved. 
 
"your  back?" he croaks.

  "yeah. How are you?" 

"I'm  ok" he whispers. I decide to leave him there and plan my next move. I run to the  bathroom clutching the shopping bag I just bought in with me. Once I was ready  I walk back in to Damon. His eyes light up when he sees me. He tries to sit up   but I stop him.

  "oh no. As your personal nurse I would  recommend you don't do that" I tell him sitting on the bed next to him. 
 
"what  are you trying to do to me?" he asks. 

"well you said you could do with your own nurse - so here I am." I say as I stand up  and twirl for him.

  "I thought I could be your own sexy   nurse" I say as I sit back down in a sexy nurses costume I have just purchased.
 
He laughs at me, shaking his head at my audacity.


 

I watch in a daze as the ambulance drives away.  I am shell-shocked, not able to move.  A police officer walks over to me and places his hands on my shoulders.

"Come on ma'am.  We need to take a statement, but we will let you go see the young man first," he says, walking me towards the car.

He opens the door and lets me sit in the back seat.  I can’t utter a word. I just want to get to Damon.  Tears are rolling down my cheeks and burning my eyes.  We take the journey and arrive at the hospital.  The police officer asks where Damon is and walks me to the emergency room.  I walk in the room and can’t hold back the tears.    Damon is there with an oxygen mask on, a nurse fussing over him.

 "We managed to bring him back.  He is still in critical condition but please, sit down and talk to him.  He might hear you" 

I nod, sitting beside him and taking his hand.  "Damon I am so sorry.  Please wake up.  I am so sorry.  I love you so much.  Please don’t leave me please," I plead as fresh tears start filling my eyes.

It is so hard to see him like this.  His hair a mess and he is so pale.  I sit holding his hand, crying.  I suddenly feel the grip on my hand get tighten.  "Damon." I shout sitting up to look at him.  He is trying to open his eyes.  He grips my hand tighter again.

 "Please wake up" I beg him.

He opens his eyes and looks at me.  He tries to take the mask off his face.   "No, please, keep it on," I say, grabbing his other hand.

 "I'm so s...s...sorry," he mumbles.  I shake my head

"No, don’t be sorry.  I spoke with Grams.  I am so sorry.  I should have let you explain.  Please forgive me, “I say getting up and sitting on the side of his bed.

I throw my arms around his neck and sob, as the tears of relief flood through me.  He carefully puts his arms around me and pulls me closer.

"I'm sorry.  I love you.  Please forgive me," he says weakly.

"I do.  I do forgive you.  I love you and can't imagine life without you," I say running my hands through his messed up hair.  He pulls his mask of, his breathing labored, and lifts my head up to kiss him.  I give him a quick kiss and pull his mask back down.  I snuggle on the bed beside and hold him close.  Fresh tears start but this time its tears of gratitude.

 My love, my Damon is back and I love him so.