Damien paced the floor of the white room, wishing he still had his hair so that he could pull it out. The wait was killing him. It had been hours now and they weren’t done operating on Tasha yet. They were taking out the other chip. Thanks to Tom, if they didn’t remove it, it would definitely kill her, something he’d intended to do. If it worked the way it was supposed to, Tasha would be dead right now. That thought made his heart flip.
Damien wasn’t sure if he should be grateful or march into the operating room and choke the living shit out of the scientist-doctor for putting not one but two defective chips in her head even though he was currently working on fixing his mess.
“How much longer?” he groaned.
“Damien…”
He turned to Ellie just to catch her running for the door VS had disappeared to. The doctor and Elaine were coming out. It annoyed him that they’d let her through and not him. But when she asked if he was ready to hold a gun steady against one of their head as incentive, he caved. The woman was nuts.
“How is she?” he demanded when he got to the duo.
“She made it through the operation. Now we wait.” The doctor answered then he turned to Elaine and barked something in… Russian?
Elaine smiled and responded more calmly. But that smile… Damien was sure she’d threatened him. The doctor turned around and went through the doors he’d come from leaving Elaine behind.
“You can go in and see her if you want.”
“Elaine, is this nightmare over?” Ellie asked the question he’d been too afraid to even ponder.
She wrapped her arm around Ellie’s shoulder and led her through the doors, Damien following behind anxious to see VS but also needing to hear the answer. “I made sure of it. You and I may not get along Ellie, but Ellsa is as much of a sister to you as she is to me.”
“Why?”
Elaine was quiet for a moment before she responded, “She made me feel again.” She stopped in front of a sliding door. “There she is, but she’s not awake yet.”
“When will she wake up?” Damien asked, looking at the figure in the bed, Ellie already at her side. She had so many wires attached to her, a mask over her face and heavy duty bandages around her head. But she was alive and that’s all he cared about at the moment.
“Hopefully soon. There were no complications like last time.”
“Will she… will she remember?”
“That’s taken care of,” She responded as if she knew exactly what he meant, “Her last memory will be of her last episode before today.”
When she saw Ellie at the FBI. “How…”
She smiled, “Don’t know, don’t care just as long as it’s done.”
Dale patted him on the back, “Just say thank you and go in middle D. Everything else comes after she’s awake and responsive.”
Damien went in and sat in the free chair on Tasha’s other side and took her hand in his. “Victoria Secret, you certainly know how to turn a man’s life upside down.”