Chapter 14

Returning to Jason’s room, Kim nearly laughed out loud. While Jon was pressing the towel to Jason’s head, the boy was walking around in his room and showing Jon his toys and his beloved guitar.

“Auntie Kim gave it to me for my last birthday. She said her guitars needed to be save again.” Jason explained when he showed Jon his dark blue kid’s guitar.

“So, you tried to play hers?” Jon asked grinning.

“Yeah, she lets me play all her instruments. She’s really good at it.” the boy nodded and Jon’s hand moved with him. “Are you really playing Giants Stadium?” The boy asked a bit sceptical

“Yeah, probably. We already did that a couple times, you know.” Jon answered.

“What are you two doing?” Kim asked with a light laughter in his voice.

“Jason is showing me his toys.” Jon said with an innocent look on his face. Kim grinned.

“Auntie Kim, can we go and watch Jon and the band play Giants stadium?” Jason asked excited. Kim laughed.

“We talk about that, but before you go anywhere we need to put you back together or your mom really gets scared.” Kim said and made Jason sit down at his desk.

He looked at Kim sadly. “I didn’t wanna make her cry.” He whispered.

“Oh, baby I know.” Kim kneeled down beside him and pulled him in a hug. “And she knows that too. She was just scared that you hurt yourself badly.”

Jason nodded. “Good, then let’s start.” Kim said and took the necessary items out of the different suitcases.

“Cross your arms on the table and put your forehead on them, Jason.” Carefully Kim removed the towel and turned on his desk lamp. It would give her enough light to work effective.

“Ok, you will hide now under this nice green fabric…” Kim explained after carefully shaving Jason’s hair around the wound. “And Jon will hold your head, so you don’t move it, ok buddy?”

She put Jon’s hands at the boy’s temples. He had to admit he felt a bit uncomfortable. The idea of assisting her while she was working on Jason made him nervous. He always felt terrible when his kids had to go to the doctor.

“Hmmm.” Jason answered. He was scared, Kim could see that.

“If something’s wrong you tell me, ok Jason?”

“Yeah” he answered and Jon softly caressed his cheek with his fingers. He was nearly as nervous as the boy.

“I will sedate the wound now, so you don’t feel me suture it.” Kim explained and took the injection out of her suitcase. She waited till Jason’s face was under the fabric on purpose. The needle looked rather scary.

“With a needle?” Jason asked nervously.

“It’s a really small one, buddy. Am I right, Jon?” She lied with a pleading look at him.

“Yeah, it is….you can barely see it Jason.” Jon assured him and watched her with huge eyes putting the needle directly into the gaping wound. He swallowed hard and closed his eyes.

“Ouch!” Jason whined, but didn’t move his head.

“All over, buddy.” Kim calmed him and peered under the green fabric. “That’s as worse as it gets. Now we wait a couple minutes and when you don’t feel anything anymore I’ll start.”

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Meanwhile Fran was sitting with Richie in the living room. She was a complete mess. Her little boy was hurt and the man she always wanted to meet was not only sitting beside her, he was actually holding her in his arms.

She tried to relax, tried to get the trembling under control, but that wasn’t easy with his strong arms around her shoulders, holding her close to his warm body.

“I’m sure, it won’t take long.” Richie assured her.

“Hmmm.” Fran nodded.

Richie grinned. Since she realized he was in her apartment, she hadn’t said a word. He could see how confused she was. A quick glance at her CD collection earlier told him that she was a huge fan. She didn’t only have all Bon Jovi albums, but also Jon’s, David’s and his own solo projects along with some live recorded bootlegs.

He wouldn’t have been surprised at all when she would have screamed and attacked him like a crazy woman, but instead she turned rather pale and silent.

If he’d only knew what to say or do to make her feel more relaxed and take her mind off Jason. You could see she worried like hell. He knew damn well, he would when his little angel get hurt. Nothing could calm him until he would have his daughter back in his arms.

Maybe if I…NO!…  

She was a beautiful woman, no question about it and under normal circumstances he would have started to flirt with her, but it didn’t seem appropriated in this cases. I need to say something.

“I’m sorry, that I’m so…absent, Richie.” She suddenly said and got up to walk over to the window. “I’m just extremely worried about Jason.”

“Fran, that’s normal. He’s your kid. Of course you are worried.”

He followed her and softly put his hands on her shoulders. He smiled when she shivered lightly and had to fight for control not to pull the pins from her dark hair and let it cascade down her back. I wonder how it looks like when it’s not forced in a do.

She turned around and he saw a light blush creeping into her face, when she realized how close he was standing to her, but her emerald green eyes were taking in every tiny bit of him. Gently he squeezed her hand.

“You should see me, when Ava gets hurt. I go crazy.” He admitted and gave her his best smile.

Fran nearly moaned. God those dimples!