Chapter 14

Tony's P.O.V

"Evening, Edward. That was quick."

"Yes sir. There wasn't much to analyze because they all came back negative."

"I'm not a doctor so please elaborate."

"The blood test shows that there are no drugs in his body. I tested it thrice to be sure because I couldn't quite believe it. As for his DNA, there is no match in the system. His birth was never recorded."

"So, he's an alien?"

"To this world, yes. It's as if someone wanted such, someone wiped every possible record of his life from our systems. I have sent it to the international bureau and they themselves have no record for him. It's up to him to tell us about his life."

"And, as you saw, he doesn't know either. Could the person responsible for wiping his records also have something to do with the way he is?"

"I'm afraid so. Memory loss and hallucinations to that extent would be linked to a very severe head injury."

"Or a very precise surgery, no?"

"That is a possibility."

"Then could you run some tests to determine if his brain has been physically tampered with?"

"That would require him to go through an MRI machine. Will you be able to get him to agree?"

"Yes, I will. Leave that to me. When can we come there?"

"Whenever you wish, sir."

"In that case, we are right behind you."

I followed Edward out of my room, him turning to the stairs and me turning towards the guest room. I need to find this guy and inform him of the test.

He was in here. That makes things easier. While I did turn towards the room, I did not actually expect to find him here. I thought he would have tried learning his surroundings or even tried to escape, but he was laying on the bed staring at the ceiling. My heart did a little flutter at his side profile. Why does he look so damn good just lying there?

At least now you get to keep him for longer.

Shut up, that is a horrible way to look at it.

Since when do you have a conscience?

And now I'm talking to myself, great! Still am. Wow.

"So, prince," he turned towards me, "We have to go somewhere. Get up."

"Is it the shower darling?"

"Are you saying I stink?"

His expression changed to shock and confused.

"No, I'm saying I can't wait to fuck you. I'm sure you smell the opposite of stink."

"You're in for a shock. I can hold my own."

"I guess we'll see."

"No, we won't. You should get in the shower. I'll bring you some clothes and hurry up. Your bandages need changing."

His bandages did not need changing. We are about to visit a doctor, changing his bandages is no longer my problem.

You just want to touch him again.

And you're me so you're no different.

"Are you that impatient to see me naked?"

"I already saw everything last night." That'll shut him up.

It didn't. He was smirking.

"While I was asleep and intoxicated? How perverted. So then darling, I guess you wouldn't mind seeing it again?"

He got too close to me, so I stepped back a bit.

"Change in the fucking bathroom. It's there," I pointed to it, "I'll be back with clothes."

"The clothes aren't necessary."

I rolled my eyes at his smirk. Speaking of, that smirk seems right at home on his face. I can't wait to wipe it off.