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Dull throbbing pain throughout Komodo's body brought her from the nightmare she had delved into. She moaned softly in discomfort as she shifted her aching body, not opening her eyes.
"Komodo!"
The young woman opened one eye a slit to find Beelzebumon's face hovering over her. She closed it again. Both eyes fluttered open after a few moments. "Wha...?"
"Yer okay."
"I...I hurt..."
"Where?!" The tone in his voice was of alarm and concern.
"Everywhere..."
"He hurt ya?!"
"No,” She drew in a wheezing breath before continuing. “I just hurt."
Nicholas' voice suddenly joined in. "I think it's just from fatigue. She wore herself out bein’ scared to death from that guy. Her body has to recuperate."
Komodo sighed quietly. I spent so much time upset I hurt myself. She blinked in surprise when she felt pressure against her scalp and her hair move. She brought her eyes up to see that Beelzebumon was stroking her head.
"I'm sorry, Komodo. I should'a been payin' more attention. I should'a seen that bastard-"
"It's not your fault. It's mine."
Nicholas came in to view, standing on the outer side of the coffee table. "No one is to blame except for that Kaz guy. And he got what he deserved."
Komodo's eyes grew wide. "Wh-what did you guys do to him?"
Both males stared at her in surprise.
"Ya sound like yer concerned." A look of disgust flitted across the Viral's face as he spoke.
"I-I..."
Nicholas shook his head. "You're just too sweet."
"And ta answer yer question. I beat the shit outta 'im. And I think somethin' else got 'im."
"Huh?"
"We heard him scream when he managed to get away from Bee. He was out where we couldn't see him."
Komodo's eyes burned from the tears forming behind them. "I...I...why does everyone I come in contact get hurt? Or they hurt me...I'm a monster."
This statement brought a sudden laughing fit from the Viral. "Nah ya ain't. Yer lookin' at one!"
Nicholas moved around the coffee table so that he was near to Komodo. "Darlin' you're not a monster. Bad things tend to happen to good people. Kaz was the monster. He got what he deserved."
"All that ever seems to happen is just bad..."
"I'm rather offended." Beelzebumon said, blowing hard through his nose.
"As am I! Are you saying meeting us was bad?"
"No! No, not at all!" Komodo cried, horrified that they had interpreted it that way. She covered her face with her hands.
"You just need to rest, now. Okay? All the excitement from earlier has gotten you worked up again. Bee's here to take care of you, I gotta get back to my kids. They're probably wondering where I am."
Komodo lowered her hands down to her chin. "Do you really have to leave?"
"I do. But I'll come by tomorrow to visit if it's okay with Bee. Since I don't think he'll take you to the bar for awhile."
Beelzebumon nodded solemnly. "Got that right. I don't care a bit if ya come by, Nic."
"Awesome. Will most certainly be back tomorrow to see how you are doing, dear."
"Thank you, Nicholas."
"Oh, reminds me. I'll have to have you over to my house so you can meet my kids sometime."
"Don't do it, 'is little 'ellions are just that."
Nicholas broke into a jovial laughter. "He's just sayin' that because they tried to play tea-time with him last time he was over."
"Little 'ellions."
Komodo smiled slightly behind her fingers as the thought of the grumpy Digimon sitting at a small table being served tea by a small girl.
Nicholas made his way to the front door. "You take it easy now." he said as he opened the door.
"I will."
He gave a final wave before departing.
With Nicholas' absence, the living room fell into silence.
"Ya hungry er anythin'?"
Komodo shook her head slowly. "No. Everything aches...I don't have an appetite."
"Need some pain meds? A bath maybe?"
The word 'bath' made Komodo shudder visibly, past events flitting behind her eyes. "No bath." she said in a pleading tone.
Beelzebumon gave her a quizzical look but did not speak, instead he hurried to the bathroom.
Having the room to herself, Komodo let her thoughts stray back to the events with Kaz. Her brows furrowed as she attempted to recollect what had happened. Kaz had hold of me, with that awful gun to my head. Strange noise...Bee moving so quickly. That was so frightening. I'd never seen him do that before. Then, nothing. Just the dark and pain. She examined her wrists, still resting on her legs. The outer portion of her wrists bore indentations from the zip-tie that had bound her. She was brought from her thoughts as Beelzebumon set a small cylinder bottle on the table.
"'Ere's the pills. I'll get ya a drink." He quickly disappeared into the kitchen.
Komodo readily accepted the glass of water held out to her on the Digimon's return.
"Need anythin' else?" Beelzebumon asked after Komodo had swallowed two of the pills.
She shook her head. "No. Thank you. I'm fine."
He gave a slight nod and sat down on the other end of the couch.
Muscles in Komdo's body twitched at random intervals, sending new sparks of pain with each movement. The young woman tried her best to ignore the pain, waiting for the medication to numb her.
"Ya okay?"
"Hm?"
"Ya look like ya keep hurtin', way yer face scrunches up. Ya sure yer doin' okay?"
"Yes. The medicine hasn't kicked in yet."
"Oh. Well, just lemme know if I can do anythin' fer ya."
"I will."
Komodo figured she would fall asleep once the medication kicked in, but instead she found herself curled in the corner of the couch watching Beelzebumon play one of his video games. With the pain gone, she felt less fatigued and more alert. The events of the night still played inside her mind.
After a short while, something clicked inside Komodo’s mind and she bolted upright. “Oh, no!”
“What, what?”
“I-I remember a gunshot...”
“Gunshot?”
“Yes, or did I just imagine it?”
“Oh, er.” Beelzebumon pinched his lips shut and trained his gaze on the television, shifting his body away from the young woman.
Komodo noted his actions, a strange sense of dread in the pit of her stomach. “Bee, you didn’t...?”
“Didn’t what?”
“Didn’t shoot him, did you?”
“Eh? Psh, I told ya I just beat the shit outta ‘im.”
“Then why do I remember a gunshot?”
The Viral shrugged his shoulders in a more exaggerated manner than Komodo thought was necessary, as if he were shrugging off her questioning.
“Beelzebumon, please...”
“Ooookay. If ya really must know. Yer correct, there was a gunshot.”
“Was it from Kaz? Did he hit either of you? Nic seemed all right.”
Beelzebumon waved his hand in a nonchalant manner. “Naw. ‘E didn’t hit anybody. I freaked ‘im out when I took ya from ‘im, is all.”
“Are you certain?”
“Yeh.”
Komodo was unconvinced, but questioned him no further. She instead settled herself down again in the corner of the couch.

Description
Dull throbbing pain throughout Komodo's body brought her from the nightmare she had delved into. She moaned softly in discomfort as she shifted her aching body, not opening her eyes.
"Komodo!"
The young woman opened one eye a slit to find Beelzebumon's face hovering over her. She closed it again. Both eyes fluttered open after a few moments. "Wha...?"
"Yer okay."
"I...I hurt..."
"Where?!" The tone in his voice was of alarm and concern.
"Everywhere..."
"He hurt ya?!"
"No,” She drew in a wheezing breath before continuing. “I just hurt."
Nicholas' voice suddenly joined in. "I think it's just from fatigue. She wore herself out bein’ scared to death from that guy. Her body has to recuperate."
Komodo sighed quietly. I spent so much time upset I hurt myself. She blinked in surprise when she felt pressure against her scalp and her hair move. She brought her eyes up to see that Beelzebumon was stroking her head.
"I'm sorry, Komodo. I should'a been payin' more attention. I should'a seen that bastard-"
"It's not your fault. It's mine."
Nicholas came in to view, standing on the outer side of the coffee table. "No one is to blame except for that Kaz guy. And he got what he deserved."
Komodo's eyes grew wide. "Wh-what did you guys do to him?"
Both males stared at her in surprise.
"Ya sound like yer concerned." A look of disgust flitted across the Viral's face as he spoke.
"I-I..."
Nicholas shook his head. "You're just too sweet."
"And ta answer yer question. I beat the shit outta 'im. And I think somethin' else got 'im."
"Huh?"
"We heard him scream when he managed to get away from Bee. He was out where we couldn't see him."
Komodo's eyes burned from the tears forming behind them. "I...I...why does everyone I come in contact get hurt? Or they hurt me...I'm a monster."
This statement brought a sudden laughing fit from the Viral. "Nah ya ain't. Yer lookin' at one!"
Nicholas moved around the coffee table so that he was near to Komodo. "Darlin' you're not a monster. Bad things tend to happen to good people. Kaz was the monster. He got what he deserved."
"All that ever seems to happen is just bad..."
"I'm rather offended." Beelzebumon said, blowing hard through his nose.
"As am I! Are you saying meeting us was bad?"
"No! No, not at all!" Komodo cried, horrified that they had interpreted it that way. She covered her face with her hands.
"You just need to rest, now. Okay? All the excitement from earlier has gotten you worked up again. Bee's here to take care of you, I gotta get back to my kids. They're probably wondering where I am."
Komodo lowered her hands down to her chin. "Do you really have to leave?"
"I do. But I'll come by tomorrow to visit if it's okay with Bee. Since I don't think he'll take you to the bar for awhile."
Beelzebumon nodded solemnly. "Got that right. I don't care a bit if ya come by, Nic."
"Awesome. Will most certainly be back tomorrow to see how you are doing, dear."
"Thank you, Nicholas."
"Oh, reminds me. I'll have to have you over to my house so you can meet my kids sometime."
"Don't do it, 'is little 'ellions are just that."
Nicholas broke into a jovial laughter. "He's just sayin' that because they tried to play tea-time with him last time he was over."
"Little 'ellions."
Komodo smiled slightly behind her fingers as the thought of the grumpy Digimon sitting at a small table being served tea by a small girl.
Nicholas made his way to the front door. "You take it easy now." he said as he opened the door.
"I will."
He gave a final wave before departing.
With Nicholas' absence, the living room fell into silence.
"Ya hungry er anythin'?"
Komodo shook her head slowly. "No. Everything aches...I don't have an appetite."
"Need some pain meds? A bath maybe?"
The word 'bath' made Komodo shudder visibly, past events flitting behind her eyes. "No bath." she said in a pleading tone.
Beelzebumon gave her a quizzical look but did not speak, instead he hurried to the bathroom.
Having the room to herself, Komodo let her thoughts stray back to the events with Kaz. Her brows furrowed as she attempted to recollect what had happened. Kaz had hold of me, with that awful gun to my head. Strange noise...Bee moving so quickly. That was so frightening. I'd never seen him do that before. Then, nothing. Just the dark and pain. She examined her wrists, still resting on her legs. The outer portion of her wrists bore indentations from the zip-tie that had bound her. She was brought from her thoughts as Beelzebumon set a small cylinder bottle on the table.
"'Ere's the pills. I'll get ya a drink." He quickly disappeared into the kitchen.
Komodo readily accepted the glass of water held out to her on the Digimon's return.
"Need anythin' else?" Beelzebumon asked after Komodo had swallowed two of the pills.
She shook her head. "No. Thank you. I'm fine."
He gave a slight nod and sat down on the other end of the couch.
Muscles in Komdo's body twitched at random intervals, sending new sparks of pain with each movement. The young woman tried her best to ignore the pain, waiting for the medication to numb her.
"Ya okay?"
"Hm?"
"Ya look like ya keep hurtin', way yer face scrunches up. Ya sure yer doin' okay?"
"Yes. The medicine hasn't kicked in yet."
"Oh. Well, just lemme know if I can do anythin' fer ya."
"I will."
Komodo figured she would fall asleep once the medication kicked in, but instead she found herself curled in the corner of the couch watching Beelzebumon play one of his video games. With the pain gone, she felt less fatigued and more alert. The events of the night still played inside her mind.
After a short while, something clicked inside Komodo’s mind and she bolted upright. “Oh, no!”
“What, what?”
“I-I remember a gunshot...”
“Gunshot?”
“Yes, or did I just imagine it?”
“Oh, er.” Beelzebumon pinched his lips shut and trained his gaze on the television, shifting his body away from the young woman.
Komodo noted his actions, a strange sense of dread in the pit of her stomach. “Bee, you didn’t...?”
“Didn’t what?”
“Didn’t shoot him, did you?”
“Eh? Psh, I told ya I just beat the shit outta ‘im.”
“Then why do I remember a gunshot?”
The Viral shrugged his shoulders in a more exaggerated manner than Komodo thought was necessary, as if he were shrugging off her questioning.
“Beelzebumon, please...”
“Ooookay. If ya really must know. Yer correct, there was a gunshot.”
“Was it from Kaz? Did he hit either of you? Nic seemed all right.”
Beelzebumon waved his hand in a nonchalant manner. “Naw. ‘E didn’t hit anybody. I freaked ‘im out when I took ya from ‘im, is all.”
“Are you certain?”
“Yeh.”
Komodo was unconvinced, but questioned him no further. She instead settled herself down again in the corner of the couch.