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Raising My Lover	By : Lothiriel Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 2738 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author: Lea Maxa

Disclaimer: Ya know what this all really did happen. Okay I'm a liar none of this happened.

BETA: My Angel eowyn_maiden_of_the_rohirrim1980

A/N: In the chapters to follow when Orlando is "talking" all of his comments will be in these { } type of brackets and the flashbacks for this chapter are in these < >

Ch.6 Memories Abound

When Dr. Hill saw the tears he quietly picked up his things and left the room giving them the privacy they needed.

~*~*~*~*~

When Viggo, and the girls returned to his home they were all physically and mentally exhausted. Viggo had broken down once again while driving home and had had to have Sonja drive the rest of the way.

Dropping the girls luggage by the door as he was too tired to deal with it all, as they had brought a lot. He looked at them and gave them a weak and forced smile.

"You girls should settle in. The spare room is down the hall and the second on your right. I'm sorry if you think I’m being rude but I kinda need to go and be by myself." Without another word he left them alone and headed to the back of the house where the studio was.

As Viggo made his way to their studio he snatched the bottle of scotch from the bar in the den. And then making his way into the studio locking the door behind him.

~*~*~*~*~

Sonja and Sam watched as Viggo left them to their own devices. They both stood there for a moment before deciding to at least get their things in order. Both women had brought nearly everything they owned since neither of them knew how long they would be here for.

When the girls had their things away they set about putting the house back in some sort of order the main part being the living room which still had clothes are various other things strewn about the floor and every other surface available, one thing would be certain to any who came in this home, was that two men lived here.

"Mum do you think we should check on Viggo?"

Sonja looked at her daughter at her question.

"I’m mean just to make sure he’s okay, Viggo isn’t always the most rational person."

"Sam Viggo isn’t going to do anything stupid."

Sonja berated her daughter.

"Come on Sam I know something we can do."

With Sam in tow Sonja went in search of all the family albums and photos she could find in and around the house. She thought that she could get together some of the stuff on video they had of the boys but they would get to that later besides there was no way to show them at the hospital.

"Orlando wants his memories back and he needs our help to get them back."

Sam smiled at her mum she truly had been at a loss before when not knowing how they would help Orlando remember Viggo.

When the girls had finished getting all the photos in order both women were beyond exhausted, putting everything on the table for the next day went off to bed.

~*~*~*~*~

Viggo was still in his studio when the girls went off to bed. In fact he was there most of the night, he couldn’t sleep that night he didn’t want to. His dreams would only haunt him and he was so frustrated and angry that he felt if he didn’t get it out of him some how he might go crazy.

He starred at the expanse of the studio, Orli’s potter’s wheel lay abandoned, clay pots and sculptures, half finished lay on the work bench in his lover’s area of the space. Viggo didn’t know he was crying as he looked at the photographs he had pinned to the wall, of his lover in various states of undress, smiling at him with recognition. But all that was a fading memory now; Orli didn’t remember he might never now.

Viggo began painting the now open bottle of scotch in one hand as he drank he began to work out his feelings from the days gone by, exorcising his pain and anger out onto the canvas before him as tears fell from his own eyes. Viggo downed half a bottle of scotch as he splashed black paint over the blank canvas, slashing thick lines across the yellow heart he had painted before he became inebriated. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he drank more of the alcohol feeling the burn of the strong liquid passing down his throat. Dropping the bottle on the floor he half laughed sobbed as he dug his hands into the red paint and smeared them over the painting, ten red streaks marred the already violent painting, ten points from where his heart was breaking.

Viggo felt himself crumbling; he just couldn’t hold himself upright any longer. Dropping to his knees before passing out into a drunken stupor. One single word escaping from his lips as he fell limp.

"Orlando."

~*~*~*~*~

The next day when the girls awoke they found Viggo still in his studio asleep on the floor. When Sam went to open the door and found it locked she banged on the door to get Viggo awake. After several tries she was successful in rousing him from sleep.

When Viggo looked up and saw Sam and Sonja he pulled himself to his feet and unlocked the door.

Giving a weak smile he forced out a "morning" before stumbling past and motioning for them to follow.

"Do you want tea or coffee?"

Viggo asked as he made his way to the kitchen.

"Tea please." Spoke Sonja.

"Coffee for me Viggo please."

Sam spoke after her mum had.

Viggo started the coffee and heated up some water for the tea. After getting down three mugs he spoke again.

"Do you want breakfast here or do you want to eat on the way to the hospital?"

Sonja looked at the clock it was 8:00 A.M. visiting hours would not begin until ten and glancing at

Viggo she nearly grimaced. He was covered in paint from head to toe. His clothes and entire outward appearance was a complete shambles.

"Viggo how about you leave breakfast to us. We’ll take care of it and you can clean up and try and relax a bit. How bout it?” Sonja said with a sympathetic smile.

Viggo nodded and thanks both women before leaving the kitchen.

~*~*~*~*~

Viggo reappeared half hour later showered, dressed, and shaved. He still looked exhausted the dark rings under his eyes a testament this but it was still an improvement.

Sam placed a hot cup of coffee and a meat and cheese omelette before him as he sat down. Viggo smiled at both women and thanked them both again before tucking into his food. He hadn’t really been eating properly in the last several days and it was showing already.

The table was silent except for the sounds of forks on plates and coffee and tea being drunk.

~*~*~*~*~

It was around lunchtime when Viggo and the girls arrived at the hospital. When they came into the room a nurse was helping Orlando eat. When they noticed they now had company the nurse finished up and left the room so they could visit without any intruders.

"Hey sweetie."

Sonja spoke as she leaned in to give her son a hug and kiss on the cheek.

"We brought you something."

Orlando watched as Sam and the man named Viggo both held up several photo albums.

"When Orlando gave them a slightly confused look Viggo spoke.

"These are photos of us to help you remember, to get back your memories. I want you to
remember us." Viggo placed the albums on top of the table as he spoke.

"Is it okay if I sit next to you again?"

When Orlando nodded his consent Viggo sat down on the bed next to Orlando.

Viggo was silent for a moment as he gazed at Orlando. Memories began to wash over him.

~*~*~*~*~

Orlando and Viggo made themselves comfortable as the move they had rented while in town that day began playing. Or began to play

Earlier Viggo had stripped off his shirt due to the heat and now had Orlando pressed snug against his naked chest.

About halfway through the film Orlando noticed that Viggo had succeeded in undoing all the buttons on his shirt and could now feel him idly fingering his pebbled nipples.

Viggo heard Orlando as he let out a breathless sigh in response to a scene in the movie. The young Irishman on the TV kissed another man who was wearing very little. Orlando's breathing had deepened as they watched the movie. Seeing the scene unfolding as the Irishman was goaded into kissing the dark haired dancer.

Slowly Viggo moved his hands down lower gently rubbing them over the tops of Orlando’s thighs.

Viggo spoke as he placed his mouth next his young lover’s ear.

"You’re getting turned on by him. Watching him kissing that guy has you all hot. Bet you wish it was you don’t you baby, that he was kissing."

Orli protested weakly as he turned in Viggo's embrace and kissed him softly, before whispering that he shouldn’t be jealous that he is only in love with him.

"It is said that the only thing to ever conquer Alexander was Hephaistion's thighs." Orlando whispered as he turned in Viggo's embrace and kissed him softly, "Let me be your Hephaistion, Vig."

Viggo’s hands made their way into Orlando’s chestnut curls as their kiss deepened, the passion mounting between them.

“Make love to me Viggo. I need to feel you inside me.”

Viggo pulled Orlando’s shirt off the rest of the way as he pulled him into his lap.

Orlando whimpered as his hand shook while trying to undo the buttons on his jeans.

Gently Viggo covered Orlando’s hands with his before moving them out of the way.

“Let me.” Viggo spoke.

Quickly undoing the buttons before ridding Orlando of his jeans and boxers in one sweep.

Orli moved over to retrieve the lube hidden in the small draw of the coffee table where their now empty beer bottles sat. He looked over and blushed seeing Viggo shedding his clothes, revealing a healthy erection, weeping at the tip from his desire for him.

Takes the tube from Orli’s hand and laying it beside him Viggo took his lover in his arms gently positioning him so that he laid over his lap.

Orlando’s cock pushed into Viggo’s strong thighs as he was positioned.

Letting out a short groan as he felt his lover’s hands gently stroke down his bottom.

Adopting a slightly cheeky tone of voice and wriggling slightly Orlando looked over his shoulder at
Viggo, grinning shyly, "you going to spank me lover?"

Viggo looked into Orlando’s face smiling before he answered still stroking his bottom.

“Yes because you have been a very naughty boy tonight.” Viggo then gave Orlando several light smacks to his bottom; they didn’t hurt him but left a rosy tint to his bottom.

Orlando felt his cock throb as Viggo spanked him. Pushing his hips into his lover’s thigh trying desperately to got any sort of friction.

When Viggo felt this he chuckled, and gave Orlando another swat.

“You enjoy me spanking you baby. I can feel you, how hard you are.”

Viggo ran his hands over the slightly reddened area of Orlando’s bottom a few more times before reaching for the lube so that he could prepare his lover.

Squeezing some of the slick substance onto his fingers, Viggo brought his other hand down to separate his lovers buttocks. Viggo swirled his wet finger around his lovers puckered opening a few times, slowly pushing the tip of his finger in before pressing onwards, sliding his long digit into the tight heat of his lover’s body.

Orlando’s breathing increased as Viggo’s finger slowly breached his body and began slowly to prepare him.

Viggo worked one of his fingers until it slide easily in and out before he added a second finger, scissoring his fingers inside Orlando’s to stretch him.

Orli whimpered and wriggled helplessly.

“Vig…P…Please I’m ready. God I need you in me now.”

"Shhh just a little more." Viggo whispered as he eased a third finger in, stretching his lover and curling his fingers slightly to brush against his lover’s prostate.

At the first touch of his fingers on his prostate Orlando nearly shot off of Viggo’s lap, letting out a cry of pleasure.

“Please Viggo.”

Viggo relented giving a few more strokes before pulling out of his lover.

Orlando nearly sobbed at feeling the loss.

“Come on baby I need you to sit up for okay. Can you do that for?”

Orlando pushed himself up on shaky arms; he was so hard he actually hurt.

Viggo grabbed the lube again and quickly slathered his dick with its slick contents.

Patting his lap Viggo reached out with his hand and slowly pulled Orlando into position so he was hovering over him. The tip of his erection brushing his opening enticingly.

Viggo took himself in hand as he guided his dick into his lover before he let go and allowed Orlando to slowly push himself down the rest of the way onto his lover’s cock.

Orlando braced himself placing his hands on his lover’s shoulders. Lowering himself until he felt his butt touch his lover’s thighs.

Viggo’s breather was coming in heavy pants as he felt himself completely sheathed inside Orlando’s body and it took all of his restraint to not thrust up into the hot channel.

“God you are so tight baby, you feel so good baby, so so good.”

As Orlando adjusted to the feel of Viggo deep within he slowly began to move, closing his eyes as he felt Viggo's cock sliding over his prostate with every move he made whimpering in response to the warmth circling his nipples as Viggo bent his head down and sucked gently on the tightened nubs.

Their pace was slow, as Orlando rode his lovers cock. Brining pleasure to both of them.

Orlando arched his back and moaned as Viggo bit his nipple softly before he pulled his lovers face up to is takes his mouth is a heat filled kiss.

There pace began to take are more force as Viggo pushed his hips up into Orlando forcing his cock deeper into his lover’s heated channel.

Viggo’s cock stabbed at his prostate with each thrust into him, bringing him closer to climax.

“Oh no you don’t.” Viggo ground out when Orlando reached down to stroke himself; Viggo slapped his hand away and took his lover’s weeping shaft into his hand to stoke him.

Orlando arched his back feeling both the pleasure of being fucked and stroked by his great lover at the same time. His senses were being overloaded with the pleasure he was being given.

“Gon…Gonna c…Cum Viggo.”

“That is baby, cum for me, lemme see you cum baby.”

Viggo continued his now relentless thrusting into his lovers and his stroking of his cock.

“Orlando cried out as his orgasm over came him as ropes of milky fluid shot from his tip covering both his and Viggo’s chests.

Viggo was next to moan out his pleasure his lover’s name falling from his lips like a mantra. As he felt him clamp down around his cock thrusting into the even tighter channel once more before subcomming to his own orgasm releasing himself deep inside his lover’s body.

Viggo held Orlando steady for several minutes we’ll he came down from his orgasm.

Orlando rested his head on Viggo’s shoulder burying his face in Vigg’s neck, breathing in his lover’ sown unique scent. Smelling of wood and sex and just…just Viggo. Orlando thought to himself.

Viggo’s softened dick slipped from inside him as he gently laid Orlando on to couch before going to get a wet cloth to clean his lover with.

Once Orlando was cleaned up and he himself was wiped down, he put the cloth down and lifted
Orlando into his arms kissing him gently as he carried him up to their room.

Orlando was nearly asleep when Viggo placed Orlando onto their bed tucking him in brining the soft covers around him before turning off the lights and climbing in next to him. Orlando moved into his arms, snuggling into the softness of his chest. His arms wrapped around him as he drifted to sleep against his chest.

~*~*~*~*~

"Viggo…Viggo!"

Viggo snapped back to attention at feeling hands on him shaking him.

"Wha... Oh god I’m sorry."

Viggo looked over at Orli seeing the worried look in his eyes.

"I’m all right, I just spaced out. I’m sorry I had you worried Orlando. Are you going to be okay now?"

Orlando just starred at Viggo for a few moments before nodding his head.

Viggo smiled and gently placed his hand on top of Orlando’s.

"I’m really sorry." He apologised once more.

"Do you want to look at the photos?"

Orlando glanced at the photo album sitting on the table before picking it up and placing it in his lap so he could better see it.

Sonja and Sam also stood close by as they opened the book.

Orlando looked at the photos, seeing pictures of himself with the man named Viggo.

"The pictures showed two people obviously very much in love with each other."

Viggo pointed out some of the pictures and the ones that Orli pointed out Viggo also talked about,
telling Orlando where they were, what they were doing, hoping and just praying that something would strike a memory in Orlando.

~*~*~*~*~

Viggo had gone through two of the albums with Orlando in the last few hours telling him about the pictures that Orlando pointed out.
When Orlando’s dinner had been brought Viggo had helped to feed Orlando even if he did resist quite a bit before allowing his help. And Viggo continued to tell Orlando about their life together. Also telling him about the more mundane things that they did together that had no photos in the album. Like going shopping together, just being lazy, even when they went to the gym together.

Orlando stopped eating for a moment to pick up his writing board.

{Viggo how did we meet?}

Viggo smiled as he read the board, he hadn’t brought that up yet, he probably should have but he had just gone along with which ever album they opened first.

Picking up anther album Viggo opened it up; the first few pages were all photographs of sculptures some of the photos showed Orlando standing next to the sculpture.

"This Orlando was the night that you and I met. That night was December 15, 1999. At an art gallery opening for your sculptures."

"All those pictures of sculptures, you made all of those."

Orlando brought the book closer to examine the pictures of the sculptures. He had made those. He wasn’t half bad, hell he was good. Orlando smiled to himself about what Viggo was saying and about how he had made those sculptures.

Orlando picked up his board again and wrote.

{How did we meet that night?}

"My personal manager Hugo Weaving, who is also an art critic was there and introduced us I’m also an artist so that’s what brought me to the opening."

Orlando wrote again

{Do I know your manager? What kind of art do you do?}

"Well not really, Hugo introduced you to me while you two were having a discussion about one of your sculptures. I mostly paint but I also do photography and poetry. I have quite a few books published."

Orlando was a bit shocked that he was published, Orlando was not sure why but he felt very impressed by that bit of knowledge, even maybe a little proud.

{What else happened between us? Something happened.}

"We had a few talks over some of your pieces and you also inquired about my own work. We actually spoke for quite awhile that night. You had asked me if there was anywhere that you could see my work. I told you that I had some of my own pieces at the Track16 gallery. And since you had asked about it I offered to take you out to see some of my work and for dinner."

{And did I say yes.}

"You said yes. I took you out on our first date December 22, 1999"

{How was our first date?"

"That was a wonderful, wonderful night and you enjoyed yourself very much so, as did I."

{Tell me about our first date. I want to know everything that happened that night.}

~*~*~*~*~

"Well for starters I picked you up that night. I remember you were wearing a black dress pants and a cream coloured silk shirt. And believe me you looked absolutely mouth wateringly gorgeous."

Orlando blushed at Viggo’s comment listening to him telling the story

"You and I went to the gallery first which was actually your choosing. You told me that you enjoyed my art and had actually seen some of it before. We talked more about each others art as well as what else was in the gallery at that time. One of the best conversations I had had in a long time. You were charming and beautiful that night."

Orlando tapped Viggo on the arm to stop him for a moment. Viggo looked down and read what he had written.

{Do you still enjoy my work and thank you for your words too?}

"Orlando I love your work."

"We left the gallery when we had started getting hungry. I took you over to Luigi’s a fabulous Italian restaurant. I was very amazed that night by the amount you could eat."

Orlando was a little worried by his last comment, he hoped that Viggo did not think he was a pig.

Once again Orlando tapped Viggo and wrote on his board.

When Viggo read what Orlando had wrote he had to bite his cheek to not laugh.

"No Orlando I never thought you were a pig, you just have a healthy appetite."

"We talked a lot about art that night and other more mundane things, you also told me a lot about yourself in that night, all of which I found very interesting"

"We had talked so much I we stayed until the owner approached up and told us we had to leave because his staff wanted to leave."

"When we left the restaurant since we still were talking we walked around for awhile looking in to the windows of the small shops even though they were closed. Really though I think what this amounted to was you and I not wanting the night to end, or I let *I* not wanting the night to end. I could have and would have too talked to you forever that night Orlando."

Orlando once again wrote on his board and gave it Viggo to read.

{It sounds like a very wonderful night we had together; did you kiss me at the end?}

Viggo grinned before answering.

"It was a wonderful evening you were a marvellous date, and yes I did kiss you."

{How did you kiss me?} Orlando just had to ask him.

Viggo thought for a second how to describe his first kiss with Orlando.

"Orlando." Viggo spoke to get his attention; Orlando looked at Viggo as he spoke.

"I…guess I don’t know how to describe it, but… I could show you."

Orlando’s eyes widened, Viggo wanted to kiss him, Orlando heart beat a little faster, he wanted to kiss him.

Orlando mulled it over in his head before looking Viggo in the eyes and nodding his head they he could in deed kiss him.

Viggo smiled even wider and he leaned slightly over Orlando before gently pressing his lips to
Orlando, in a short but very soft and very wonderful kiss.

Orlando nearly jumped at the feel of his lips against his, smooth and soft and oh so hot. Orlando was disappointed when the all too short kiss had ended. But smiled up at Viggo when he looked at him this time placing his hand over Viggo’s.

"That was our first date and our first kiss."

Sam and Mum listened contentedly to Viggo talk about their first date with eachother, both girls remember that night as they had both been woken up by an over enthusiastic Orlando who had very nearly screamed his delight into the phone.

Dr. Hill knocked on the door as he walked into Orlando’s room.

"Hello Orlando. How you feeling."

Doctor Hill smiled when Orlando did too and nodded his head that he felt fine. Well with the exception of being in a hospital and everything he was fine.

"Good, good." Doctor hill went about checking all that he needed too before once again leaving the room.

"Hey Sam, Sonja I’ll be right back all right." Viggo spoke quickly as he hurried out of the room.

Viggo hurried down the hall to catch up to the doctor.

"Dr. Hill can I talk to you a moment?"

Doctor Hill turned around to face Viggo.

"Sure that fine. But please come to my office first so we can talk without being overheard."

Viggo followed Doctor Hill into his office before he began.

"Dr. Hill I wanted to know how Orlando’s condition is going and if there is going to be a time soon in the future that I can take him home."

"That’s completely understandable, umm in regards to when you can take Orlando home we each have some very important tasks at hand, mine obviously to make sure he’s healthy enough and in suitable condition to be transported and taken home, yours is to make sure that your home can accommodate him. I hate to put any kind of burden on you but with Orlando’s condition we aren’t allowed to release him unless where he’s going meets certain standards and that we know he will be properly cared for."

"I can do that Dr. Hill easily enough, and I have plenty of money for changes to be made to the house."

Viggo nodded his head and mentally made fixing the house his next immediate project. He wanted Orlando home now so getting the house ready was first priority only second to seeing Orlando every day.

"Thank you Dr. Hill thank you." Viggo stood up to leave as he was speaking. "I need to get back to Orlando and the girls, umm if there is umm like a list of something you could give me about what our home needs to take care of Orlando cause I would greatly appreciate it.

"Will do Viggo I can get it to you before you leave if you come by my office or tomorrow."

"Thank you I’ll get it tonight on our way out."

"All right."

Viggo nodded his thanks once more and than made his way from the office back to Orlando’s room.

~*~*~*~*~

"Viggo is everything okay?"

Sonja asked as Viggo came back into the room.

"Yea I just wanted to ask the doctor something everything’s fine."

Viggo went back to sitting on Orlando’s bed next to him and watched Orlando as he flipped through the photo albums trying to will memories back into his head. He wanted to love this man he truly did. Though the kiss had felt wonderful he had also hoped that maybe it would trigger something. Maybe if he kissed me again. Orlando thought. Though the thought of Kissing Viggo a second time in front of his mum and sister made him uncomfortable. Damn it he wanted to kiss this man. He wouldn’t deny that he found his attractive, very attractive. Quickly Orlando wrote on his board before giving it to his mum and sister to read.

{Can you both please leave Vig and me alone for awhile?}

Sonja handed the board back to Orlando before taking Sam and leaving the room also shutting the
door.

Orlando wrote on the board once more.

{Viggo will you kiss me again please.}

Viggo grinned.

"You want me to kiss you again?"

At Orlando’s nod Viggo moved and leaning over him for the second time that night brought their lips together. Viggo meant for the kiss to be soft and short like before but Orlando had put his arms around him holding him to him keeping him from being able to move.

Orlando felt the warmth and softness of Viggo’s lips once again, he didn’t want to relinquish Viggo from his grasp and end the kiss that was all too wonderful. Eventually the need to oxygen did make them break for air. Both of them breather hard their breath coming in short pants. Viggo placed several tiny butterfly kisses on Orlando’s lips before slowly sitting up looking it Orlando’s eyes.

Orlando starred at Viggo for a few moments before lowering his head hot tears pricking at his eyes.

Viggo was confused at Orlando’s reaction and quickly became worried when he saw tears.

"Orlando what wrong its okay. Orlando it was just a kiss what’s wrong?"

Orlando wrote on the board again.

{Wanted to remember you, want to love you like you love me. Thought if we kissed I might remember. I still don’t remember you.}

Orlando gave the board to Viggo as his hand trembled with his tears. At this point he felt anything would have been better, he desperately wanted to love Viggo and he still couldn’t remember anything.

Viggo put the board down and slowly so as not to scare him took Orlando into his arms.

"Hey it’s all right you’ll remember soon enough, I know you will Orlando, I have that faith in you. You’re going to remember. It’s going to be okay I promise you."

Orlando didn’t know if he could believe Viggo or not be hoped that he could, and really that’s all that he could do right then was trust that Viggo was right that he would remember and all would eventually be okay.

Viggo held Orlando gently rocking him until finally his crying slowed down and came to a stop. Viggo looked into Orlando’s eyes and smiled at him.

"Better now?"

Orlando nodded and laid his head back down, leaning into Viggo’s arms that were still wrapped around him.

When Sam and Sonja came into the room several minutes later Orlando was soundly asleep in
Viggo’s arms.

"Viggo is everything all right?"

Sonja whispered.

Gently Viggo eased Orlando out of his arms and down onto his bed tucking the sheet over him before speaking.

"He’s fine he’s gonna be just fine."

All three nearly jumped when a nurse appeared in the room. Viggo quickly looked to Orlando to make sure he was still asleep. Which thankfully he was.

"I’m sorry but our visiting hours are over now."

Glaring at the nurse Viggo quietly left with the girls, leaving Orlando the photo albums.

~*~*~*~*~

“I asked the doctor when Orlando can come home.” Viggo stated as he drove the girls’ back home.

“And what did he say?” Sonja asked (is there really necessary to keep stating who asks what?)

“Doctor Hill told me first that the house has to meet certain standards since Orlando is going to need very special care.”

“Do you know what needs to be done?”

“Yes I have a list that he gave me before we left, I’m going to get intouch with a builder tomorrow
morning and have the house done immediately.”

“I’m also going to higher a nurse for Orlando, he’s probably going to hate it but he’s going to need more help then I can provide by myself.”

“The doctor told me he would send someone to inspect the house when it’s finished and when Orlando is in the clear for transporting he said he can come home.”

“I’m glad Viggo I’m happy to hear this.” Sonja squeezed Viggo’s should in support and smiled.

Viggo smiled back at the girl as he pulled into the driveway.

“I’m glad too.”

TBC
End of Ch. 6 Part One
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