All Chapters of The Demon that Didn't Want to Be: Chapter 11 - Chapter 16

          Angelica woke some time later. She wasn't sure exactly how much time had passed since she'd fallen asleep, but she knew it must have been quite a while, as she felt much better. Her legs ached, but she figured that was something she couldn't exactly help. But, she could breathe easily, so she was feeling much better. She was hungry, too, and could smell food.          She turned her head to see a plate set on the nightstand beside her. There was a short note written on a small piece of paper beside the plate, but, as she couldn't read it, she ignored it.          Reaching for the plate, she noticed Damon out of the corner of her eye. He was sitting in a chair that she hadn't noticed on the other side of the room, reading a book, completely ignoring her existence. He seemed to feel her gaze on him, and he looked up.        &nbs

          The break was brief, lasting only fifteen minutes. He had her stretch again, then set her back to running. She had to jog her way back on the last lap, but she finished her assignment. He had to help her back to the hide out, her arm slung over his shoulders as she limped along. But, they made it back to the hideout, and he fulfilled his promise on lunch.          Well, he tried. She made the situation much more difficult than it had needed to be.          "After you eat, we'll be heading back out again," Damon stated as he turned the meat over for the first time.          She frowned, but did not protest. She didn't have the energy to.          He looked back at her, shocked, "You're really not going to complain?"          "I'm too tire

          Angelica had lost track of time. Badly. She ended up falling asleep in the field and woke to Damon standing over her, concerned.          "What are you doing?" Damon asked, his tone hinting at his concern.          "Good question," Angelica replied, rubbing at the back of her neck.          As she sat up, a flower crown fell off of her abdomen and into a pile of a few others. She blinked, trying to remember when she'd made so many. Then it occurred to her that she was in the middle of a field, and had fallen asleep there while making them.          "Huh," she said, looking at the pile, "How long was I out here?"          "I have no idea," Damon replied and questioned, "What are those?"