Chapter - Epilogue
----- Four years later
John Robert (Johnny) Smith woke up from his coma. He was suddenly pulled out of it.
The doctors were concerned about the man who lost his parents and didn’t know it. His mother died a year after he was placed in this facility and his father apparently died a year ago. He didn’t know who was paying for his care, but he assumed that it was his insurance.
They had the names of two men to contact should Mr. Smith ever wake up. They never thought he would.
A very young Doctor Gregory House picked up the phone a left to very curt messages. Both were basically as follows: “Mr. John Robert Smith is awake,” he left on the machines. “He’ll be here in Castle Rock at the Peaceful Meadows care facility until he completes his physiotherapy.” He hung up after giving contact number to the man’s room and went about his rounds.
----- Three days later
Johnny woke up to the sight of a man sitting next to him reading a book in an unfamiliar language. He had very familiar blue eyes and long curly hair. It was the hair that had him flashing back to that one wild summer before he became serious with his girlfriend who, coincidentally still was not here to see him.
“Hello,” he said.
“Hey, man,” Blair said. “You’re awake. Sorry for just being here just like that. They did say that you’d be tired and in need of physical therapy.”
“It’s okay,” Johnny said. “I don’t seem to have a lot of visitors.”
“Did they tell you how long you’ve been here?”
“Six years,” Johnny sighed. “I must have missed so much.” He looked out of the window and then looked back to the young man at his bedside. “Who’re you?”
“Oh, man I’m sorry,” he said. “My name’s Blair Sandburg. I’m here because...um... my brother found me by accident when he was looking for his biological father.”
“Xander,” Johnny said with a faraway look.
“That’s right,” Blair said.
“I thought that was dream,” Johnny said. “Tell me did he ever find Spike?”
Blair chuckled at the thought of those two and said, “Yes he did. They doing fine and they saved world... again, according to them.”
“I’m glad,” Johnny said.
“Look both me and Xander were in contact with your father before he passed away,” Blair said. “He left us in charge of his estate, until the day you woke up. There are other things to do before everything passes over to you, but he did want to know.”
“Know...” Johnny said with a pause. He looked at Blair and asked, “Why didn’t you want to shake my hand when you introduced yourself?”
Blair looked at him and answered honestly, “Xander told me that you have a psychometric ability.”
Johnny reflected on that information and then asked, “Do you truly believe that?”
“Yes,” Blair said. “I believe everything that Xander tells me.”
“He’s honest,” Blair said. “He’s one of the most honest men that I have ever met. He’s trustworthy and someone worth knowing.”
“Aw, come’on Blair,” Xander said, leaning in the doorway. “You’re going to make me blush.”
“Soul or no soul,” Blair said without looking back at the one-eyed man.
Xander sighed and said, “Soul, you know I can’t continue to work with the girls without one. They have sensors now.”
“Come in Xander,” Blair said.
“So you’re up,” Xander said looking at the man who had been a coma for the last six years.
“Do you still do good deeds,” Johnny asked.
“Yes,” Xander replied looking directly at him. “I can’t help myself. I know what needs to be done and I do it. How did you know?”
“I remember hearing a voice telling me about it,” Johnny replied. “It was your voice, but now I think that there is something different about you.”
“Yeah,” Xander said. “Listen I can’t stay long, you know how those two are when they’re in the same town. It’s been nice meeting you.”
“Wait,” Johnny said. “You explained that your mother was one of the women I slept with a long time ago. Is she still alive?”
“No,” Xander said with a trace of sadness. “She died in a car accident with Tony Harris.”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” Johnny said. “Did she get her dream?” He asked looking up only to find an envelope floating drifting down to his covers.
Blair handed him another. “Don’t worry,” he said handing him a similar envelope. “He had to go check up on his mate. My partner and he don’t really get along when they’re in the same town. They’re kind of both territorial.”
“If you want to contact us the information for the both of us are in there,” Blair said. He stood up and then chanted a few words and used what could only be described as a spice shaker to spray some kind of dark sparkly type powder in the doorway. “We won’t demand anything from you and you have a lot to occupy your time at the moment. Feel free to keep in touch or if you ever have any questions about anything, we’ll be glad to answer.”
“Why are you...”
“Never invite anyone into your home,” Blair said. “You never know when they’ll turn out to be a vampire.” He left the poor man there to deal with the information he had just received.
Johnny was sure about one thing after handling the envelopes of these two men. He sat their stunned.
They were brothers.
They were his children from that one wonderful summer... and one of them was definitely not alive anymore.