<strong><em>24 hour skip- 11:28 A.M Monday</em></strong><br/><br/>All day Sunday, Damien just spend the day laying down and thinking about everything that happened so far. Everytime he woke up, he knew this was reality. Then again, he did not have to keep reminding himself. he already knew it and accepted it. He did not eat much. Only a sandwich or two and just had a few things of juice. He did help in putting the food stuffs into the fridge. For the most part, he was actually in minimal pain despite the gash. Then again, he did rest.<br/><br/>Now...<br/><br/>Damien had slept for over 8 hours and slowly opened his eyes. Letting out a huge yawn. If Bella had any of her body parts on him, he would gently push them off so he could move. He slowly  manuvered his body overs and got out of bed. To be honest, today he was not feeling much of any pain. It was more of an irritating soreness as he moved. He stretched a bit to test. one more day he thought and they could actually move on. Then in the industrial building they could make or gather any and all weapons they could, get his truck, come back her, load up and then get the hell out. He to whatever places or his place, get weapons and after that, who knew. Find a place to camp out.... Many thoughts went through his mind.