Damian's pov~~~~~~

I slowly opened my eyes, immediately closing them once again as the overwhelming light rushed into them. I soon quickly remembered the past days events.

"WHERES LUKE?!"

I yelled, immediately sitting up and trying to throw off the covers. I tried throwing my legs over the side of the bed but only to be met with a dull pain erupting from my left thigh. I glanced down, white bandages covered my mid thigh. My thigh seemed to have been sewn back together, the chunks of skin that had been hanging now back in place like a puzzle piece. My mind immediately went back to Luke once I realized what had been done to me. I practically jumped off the bed, a small dull pain once again going though my leg but I didn't care. Where's Luke? Damian calm down, think, you've been here thousands of times, the other recovery room is just a few doors down the hall to the left. I then began quickly walking to the door , a small limp in my step. Once at the door I grabbed the cool brass, swinging the door open with a strong pull, soon being met with a short scrawny man with a clipboard.

"Well I'm glad your up and walking already but you really should rest sir."

He began trying to pull my arm towards the bed once more but I refused.

"Let go of me at once, I need to get to Luke."

The man chuckled a little before continuing trying to guild me to the bed.

"Just like he needs rest, so do you. Now come on, you must be in pain from all the walking."

I pulled away from his grip once more, forcing my way through to the hallway desperately trying to find Luke's room.

"You won't rest till you see him huh?"

The man said, now behind me once again chuckling at who knows what.

"He's in room 207"

" Thank you."

I replied, relived he was only 2 doors down from me. I swung open the door, revealing Luke laying motionless on a hospital bed. His wrist now rewrapped and multiple IVs going into him. His eyes gently closed as if he were having a good dream. Relief washed over me once I saw he was ok. I went over to his bed, pulling a chair along with me. I kept my injured leg as straight as I could as I sat down, hesitantly I took Luke's hand. His warmth instantly comforting me, small sparks still going up my hand since I hadn't bitten his neck yet. I couldn't help but be relieved that they were still there, Alexander could've easily bitten his neck but he didn't, it still didn't make him good in any way, but it did make him the slightest less evil in my eyes. I slowly brought his hand up to my lips, placing a gentle kiss on the back of it before placing it back on the bed.

"Don't worry about Luke sir, he just needs to rest and he will be fine."

I nodded, relieved once more. The blood. I quickly turned around to the doctor, all my anxiety now flooding back.

"Luke had blood coming out of his.....hole, is that ok?"

The doctor sat down in a nearby chair, giving Luke a sad glance before turning back to me. Oh no.....He took a deep sigh before finally speaking.

"I saw that as well......sometimes during intercourse or......in this case........rape......since the top didn't use gel or a lube of any sort......when he entered he tore Luke's hole a little. Usually when this happens the top will stop and put a lube on. But since this is a clear rape case he kept going, ripping him more and more and not letting him heal until it was finished. With all the....semen inside of him I believe that it must've ether lasted hours or it was a gang rape. The injury itself isnt bad.....but what led to it is......I'm so sorry. "

I just stared at Luke, knowing he had been raped but to think he had been in physical pain all while doing so......Luke.....

"Although that's not the injury I'm most concerned about....."

My eyes shot back up to him, my worry practically overflowing now.

"What other injury is there?"

He took another deep breath.

"A little over two days ago it seems he was shot in his thigh.....well due to lack of treatment.......it got badly infected.........we had to cut it off....."

The leg wound from earlier.......I stared at the doctor in disbelief, too nervous to look down at the blankets, at the flat surface where Luke's leg would have been if I had gotten to him sooner.

"It was a below the knee amputation, we caught the infection a little too late to save the leg but early enough to save the knee "

The doctor said, trying to focus on the bright side. After gathering enough courage I finally managed to look at Luke, his eyes closed gently and his face relaxed. I couldn't help but feel guilty as I thought of what his reaction might be when he finally wakes up. The Luna then walked in, her over sprayed perfume instantly filling the room as she did so. Anger instantly overcome me, if she had stopped Alexander then Luke wouldn't have been raped, he wouldn't have been traumatized, he would still have his leg.......

"Get out."

I said, trying to sound emotionless, trying my hardest to not scream around Luke. The Luna just stood there, not moving nor responding.

"I said get out."

I hissed once more.

"But Damian........"

I shot up from my chair, not caring about the pain in my leg, pinning the Luna against the wall with my forearm on her throat. I brought my face inches away from hers, she stared at me in fear, the once strong willed, fearless woman I knew growing up had disappeared.

"You don't deserve to even share the same air as Luke, so before I escort you myself, I'll give you one last chance, GET OUT."