Chapter Six

Banging on the door he yelled “Jon! Jon! Open up man it’s Rich!” After about a minute the door opened and Richie walked in. He saw the glass on the floor from the broken lamp. He turned to Jon and asked, “Hey did the lamp talk back to you or something?”

 Jon just looked at his longtime friend not amused. “Very funny. We had him Rich. We had the Son-of-a-Bitch right in our hands and he got away right out of the police station. Do you fucking believe that!” Jon said exhausted.

“Wait a minute Kidd, what do you mean escaped?” Richie asked not believing what he just heard.

Shaking his head as he sat down “We were at the police station giving our statements right and we were waiting for Michael to get arraigned. But the Bastard somehow got away and even knocked out a cop too.”

 “You’re kidding right? How the hell did that happen?” Richie asked him in disbelief.

“I don’t fucking know! All I know is my girlfriend is in the hospital and doesn’t know who the hell I am and thinks that Michael is her husband.” He explained while pinching the bridge of his nose.

Now Richie had to sit down. “What? She has amnesia?” he asked confused.

“Apparently.” Jon said angry.

“What’s she doing in the hospital?” he asked Jon.

 “Well they want to observe her for a few days plus they need to get her off of the drug he had her on. They’re afraid she might get violent with the withdrawal and they might have to put restraints on her so they don’t want me or her brothers there because we might get upset seeing her tied down.” Jon stated.

 “Yeah I can see that. Are you going to be okay with that? I mean not seeing her?” Richie asked him feeling really bad.

 “No Rich I’m not. With Jackass loose I’m afraid he’s going to try and get to her and God only knows what will happen to her. To us. Remember she thinks they’re married for crying out loud.” He said with a defeated look on his face.

“Look Kidd deep down she knows you love her and vice versa. There’s no way he can break that.” Richie told Jon.

“I don’t know about that Richie. She looked right through me man. Rich I can’t lose her I just can’t.” Jon said sadly.

“You won’t man you won’t. Look Kidd why don’t you try and get some sleep and I’ll head off everyone for you.”

“Thanks Rich I’ll try.” Jon headed off to bed while Richie took care of everything else. The next day Jon slept real late and wouldn’t go to any interviews so the guys had to fill in for him. They told the interviewers that they were not going to answer any questions on Jon or his girlfriend just anything that was tour related. Doc made sure that everyone kept they’re word and that his boy was left alone. He knew better to piss Jon off when he was in one of his moods. The Simons went to try and talk to him but he even wouldn’t see them. So they headed over to the hospital to see how their sister was doing. But unfortunately the doctor still wouldn’t let them see her.

 “Doctor how is she doing this morning?” A.J. asked concerned.

 “Well like I said she is having difficulty coming off the drug this Johnson had her on. Apparently what he had her on was some kind of opium and what you would call GHB or zopiclone which is the date rape drug. Very high amounts of each but we’re lucky that he only gave her two sets or this could have been disastrous. So when you told me what had happen with her back at the house and how she re-acted to it, it really doesn’t surprise me. You were very lucky in getting her in here as soon as you did.” He told them.

“Do you think she’ll come out this okay?” Rick asked.

“I believe so.” He said.

“What about her memory?”  Rick asked the doctor.

“That you may need a therapist. She’s been through a terrible experience and she may be blocking the whole thing out. Or she could just remember on her own.”

The Simons thanked the doctor for telling them what’s up. It was going to take a few more days for the drug to hopefully get out of her system to see the effects of the damage that it caused. Rick decided to go to the police station to see if there was any word on Michael and A.J. decided he would try and see if he could talk to Jon. When Rick walked into the police station he went directly to the Chief of Police. He didn’t care if he was busy.

He walked right in on him. “Excuse me Mr. Simon but here we knock?”

 “Well in San Diego we don’t lose prisoners.”

Not amused, “How can I help you?” he asked Rick annoyed.

“I want to know what you are doing to try and find Michael Johnson.” Rick demanded.

“I have an A.P.B. out on him as we speak. And I have a guard at your sister’s hospital room standing guard on rotation. What more do you want?” he asked him.

“I want the Bastard picked up and sent to jail for the rest of his miserable life. That’s what I want!” Rick was now very angry.

 “Well we are doing everything in our power to find him and to put him behind bars. I just can’t put everyone on the police force on your sister’s case.” The Captain told him.

 “I understand that but I really don’t see that you’re doing much to find the Son-of-a-Bitch either.” Rick said angrily.

 “Well we are and I suggest that you and your brother stay out of this, do you understand me?” he asked.

“Oh I understand you I just don’t hear you.” and with that Rick stormed out. Getting in to his rented car he hoped A.J. was having more luck with Jon.

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Rick dropped off A.J. at the hotel. He wasn’t in any mood for any of Jon’s hissy fits. Once up to Jon’s floor he knocked on the door. He waited a few seconds and there was no answer so he tried again. When there was still no answer he decided he would bang on the damn thing hoping that would get his attention. Still no answer, now A.J. was getting a little pissed. The reception desk said they hadn’t seen him leave and that earlier they had sent up room service.

This time he had not only decided to bang on the door but to yell. “JON! Damn it Jon! I know you’re in there! Open up the damn door!” A.J. screamed. At this point Richie could hear what was going on in the hall from his bathroom as he got out of the shower.

Throwing on some sweats and a tee he ran to his door and opened it. “Hey A.J.! Man he’s not going to open the damn door.” Richie yelled back.

 A.J. turned around and asked why. “Well why the hell not?”

“Just a sec will ya.” Richie said. He went back into his room grabbing his key and Jon’s. Coming back out into the hall and closing his door. “Sorry about that. Look he’s not talking to anybody and I mean anybody. He’s probably in there drunk as hell I saw the room service cart go in there about two hours ago.” Richie told him.

“Great just great. Look I have news on Mary and I thought he would want to hear about it.” A.J. said to him.

 “Good or bad because if it’s bad I’m not going to let you in there.” Richie told him.

“Look Richie I understand you’re loyalty and your protectiveness to him but I thought he would want to hear what‘s going on with his girlfriend wouldn’t you think?” A.J. told him getting really annoyed now and didn't want to show force..

“I do but you’ll understand when you see him." Richie said. With that Richie took out Jon’s key and opened the door. It was dark in the living room seeing the curtains were still drawn. Off in the corner of the room you could see a shadow of a man sitting slumped in a chair.

Turning to A.J. Richie said. “Found him.”

“Funny. Okay let’s see if we can sober him up. Call room service and order a couple of pots of coffee will ya?” A.J. told him.

 Richie called down to room service while A.J. went over to Jon. “Hey Jon you awake pal?” he asked as he nudged him. Jon stirred and dropped the bottle of Jack he had in his hand. A.J. bent down to pick it up as the quarter of the amount of a second bottle spilled out. “Great. Okay Jon wake up, come on wake up.” A.J. said as he started to slap Jon on the face.

“What the Fuck! Get the hell away from me!” he slurred at A.J. Richie quickly turned around and headed to them.

“Um A.J. let me I have more experience in this.” Richie told him. “Yeah Kidd come on you need to get up and start walking around.” Richie said lifting him off the couch.

 “Get the fuck away from me will ya.” Jon said as he tried to push Richie away. But Richie had height and weight on his side.

“Okay you’re not going to win this one. Up’s a daisy.” Richie got Jon to his feet but Jon wasn’t happy. He started to walk him around the room and finally there was a knock on the door. “Hey A.J. that’s probably room service you want to get that?” A.J. went to get the coffee while Richie was walking Jon. A.J. got everything ready and as they put Jon back in the chair Richie grabbed a cup and told Jon to drink.

“I don’t wanna.” He whined.

“Well I don’t care that you don’t wanna, you’re going to whether you like it or not so drink up or I’ll pour it down you’re fucking throat!” Richie threatened.

“What the hell is he doing here?” Jon asked still slurring.

“He came to see you, he has information on Mary. Don’t you want to know what’s going on?” Richie asked him as he was picking up the bottle and placing it in the table.

 “Ha! Why she doesn’t know who the hell I am! She fucked asshole right in front of me and she probably did know it and didn’t even fucking care!” he said feeling sorry for himself.

Richie whirled around when he heard A.J. say “You Son-of-a-Bitch!” and he leapt at Jon.

But Richie was able to catch A.J. before he could do any damage to his buddy. “Hey, hey, hey! Remember A.J. he’s shit faced. He really doesn’t know what the hell he’s saying. He saw everything and that killed him. What the hell would you of done? He loves her so much this whole thing is tearing him apart. I’ve never seen him like this with any other girl before. Believe me he would give his own life for her and we’re talking about a guy who has girls throwing themselves at him all the time. But he only wants one and that’s your sister, that’s how much he loves her.”

A.J. just stood there and listened to what Richie was saying. “Well he should tell her. She just wants him to be happy. But I do know one thing and that is she loves him too. So much that she was going to leave him so he wouldn’t get killed.”

 “Yeah I remember. That almost killed him. I think they both need a dope slap.” Richie said smirking.

“Well let’s just thank Rick wasn’t here when he made that comment because then you wouldn’t of been able to of stopped him from killing him.” A.J. said really relieved of that.

 “Jon told me he’s kind of like a Father figure to you guys.” Richie said.

“Yeah he is, and a son.” A.J. chuckled.

“Tell me about it, we have David.” Richie laughed. About an hour or so they pumped a very angry Jon up with coffee. When Richie felt he was stable enough he put Jon into the shower but left the bathroom door open just in case something happened. While Jon was in the shower there was a knock again at the door this time Richie went to answer it. When he opened the door it was Rick standing there.

 “Hey Rick come on in.” Richie told him.

 “Yeah is A.J., oh hey there you are.” Rick said. Walking over to his brother he asked, “So did you get a chance to talk to Jon?” he asked.

“Um no did you get any information at the police station?” he asked Rick.

“None that’s good. We’re on our own if we want to find Michael. What’s up with Jon?” A.J. and Richie explained what was going on with Jon and Rick wasn’t too keen on it. When Jon got out of the shower he was none too happy with seeing Rick here to. But he was now as sober as they were going to get him so they sat him down and told him how their sister was doing and what Michael put into her system.

Well that explained why she acted as sexually charged as she did and probably why she lost her memory at seeing how hurt he was when they were doing the deed. How else could he explain why she couldn’t remember him. All he could think was getting his hands on Michael. They explained to him that it would still be good if he stayed out of everything and out of Michael’s way while they looked for him. He wasn’t too cool with that but he wasn’t going to fight with them at least not now. They told him they would get back with him when they had something and they left. In the hall Rick told A.J. he overheard something and thought it would be something they should check out.

 Back inside Richie asked Jon. “Hey why don’t we go out tonight? You know just the five of us like we used to do. I’ll get the guys together and see where we can go. How does that sound?”

 Jon thought about it for a minute and figured why not. He was told to stay the hell out of it then he would. “Sure sounds like fun.” So Richie left and started to get things arranged for tonight. But when Richie left Jon he went back to where his chair was, sat down and put his hand underneath the chair and pulled out another bottle of Jack. And smiled.

The Simons went back to their room and started to make phone calls. They called Town to see if he had any contacts but unfortunately he didn’t. So the only way they thought would work was to go down to the local scuzzy bar and see what they could find out and who they could rub down for information. When they arrived A.J. had to dress as well…Rick. He had to blend in. They order a few beers and started to talk to the bartender but he wasn’t as forth coming with the information as they wanted.

  “Look we’re just looking for someone to help us in a removal job that’s all. Do you know anyone that can help us?” Rick asked him softly.

 “Look there are a lot of guys here that could help you with that. Take your pick.” The bartender said pointing around the bar.

“No look we gave you his description. Has he been in here?” A.J. asked.

“He won’t know that it was me that told you right? Because there isn’t something right with him. You can see it in his eyes.” He said nervously.

 “Well we need to get in touch with him.” Rick said anxiously.

“He comes in here every night for the last three nights at about eight and leaves with this girl named Jasmine.” He told them.

 “Thanks.” Turning to his brother A.J. “Well we should come back then about seven thirty and find out what we can do then.” Rick said. They headed back to the hotel to get some rest and to get ready for tonight. They decided not to tell Jon about this only because they didn’t know how he would react. Or if he would care at this point. They headed out at seven thirty and waited for Michael to appear. But after a few hours it didn’t seem like he was going to show.

 “Now what?” A.J. asked drinking his beer.

“Well we can come back tomorrow?” Rick said.

“We’ll have too, we can’t take any chances that we’ll miss him.” A.J. said. They finally gave up and headed back.

But earlier that night the guys grabbed Jon to go out and see if they could get his mind off this whole business. They ended up at this little bar just outside the city limits. The only problem was Jon was already half in the bag. As they got inside and found a table that would fit all of them Richie ordered the first round of beers from the waitress.

But Jon jumped in. “Hey beautiful how bout you bring me a bottle of Jack while you’re at it.” He said with that smile of his and a wink. The guys wanted to say something to him but didn’t want to start anything with him. They were enjoying themselves drinking and talking like they used to and even got up to dance. When Jon decided that he needed to get another bottle of Jack since the guys thought sharing it would be a good idea. “Hey I’ll be right back I need to go to the head.” Jon said. When he went to the men’s room what he didn’t know was that he was being watched. He knew his prey was ready for the slaughter. Jon left the men’s room and headed over to the bar. He was trying to get the bartender’s attention when this girl who was blonde, buxom, and dressed in a mini skirt with fish net stockings and a halter top.

 Her makeup was so bright it could light up the bar itself. “Well hey there handsome you looking for some company?” Jasmine asked.

Jon just looked her up and down. “Well Baby I could use some company what do you have in mind?” he asked. Jasmine got closer to him and put her hand on his thick hair covered chest.

Running her fingers through it she said “Whatever you have in mind Honey. I’m game for anything.” She said to him so close to his face he could smell the last drink she had.

Luckily for Jon Alex was coming off the dance floor when he saw what was happening at the bar. “Hey Sweetie thanks for the dance but I have pressing business that needs my attention real quick.” And gave her a peck on the cheek. Getting back to his table as fast as he could, “Hey guys I think Jonny’s in trouble at the bar.” Alex told them.

“Why do you say that?” David asked.

“You should see the ah hum girl that’s with him right now. They’re making out at the bar right now.” Alex told them.

  “He’s WHAT?!” Richie yelled. “Oh God. We need to get him before he gets himself into trouble.” Richie said angrily. The guys got up and started to head towards the bar. It was getting hard because the word had gotten out that Bon Jovi was there.

As Jon was basically oblivious to what was going on around him a very big burly man walked up to them and put his hand on Jon’s shoulder. “Excuse me PUNK! But that’s my woman.” He exclaimed.

Jon just slowly looked up with a wry smile and said “I don’t think so Jackass.” And went back to what he was doing.

That didn’t go over to well with the man who was about to rip Jon’s head off.  “I said Punk get off my Woman!” this time he was demanding it. Again Jon just looked up and then laughed in his face. “That’s it you little Bitch!” and he took a swing at Jon and nailed him right in the jaw sending him back a ways. Slightly knocking him off balance he shook it off and lunged at him with both off them getting into it.

Richie and Tico were the first ones to get to them. Richie grabbed Jon while Tico grabbed the man. The man took a swing at Tico not knowing how good Tico was. Tico laid into him with a punch to his stomach then an upper cut to his chin. Knocking him for a loop. David and Alex finally reached them and David helped Tico usher the big man to the back of the bar. Richie and Alex had grabbed Jon who was still trying to get to him, “Kidd calm down will you!” Richie yelled at him.

 “But that Son-of-a-Bitch…” Jon tried to explain but Tico and David came back “Yeah Rich I think we better leave now. This place is filling up fast with fans and the Pap’s are here now so we need to get him out the back.” Tico explained.

“Wait you can’t take him. He’s coming home with me!” Jasmine demanded.

 “Look Honey he has a girlfriend and when he comes out of this stupor believe me he’s going to regret this very much.” Richie told her.

“Well I don’t care he promised me a fun night and I want it!” she kept on demanding.

“That’s right I promised her a fun time. Come mere Baby!” Jon said trying to grab her but Richie wouldn’t let him.

Tico looked at Richie and said “Look Rich you, Alex and David take Jon out the back I’ll be with you guys in a minute okay?”

 “Where are you going?” he asked.

“Taking care of …her.” Tico said and trying very hard to be a gentleman. 

Tico grab Jasmine by the arm “Look Miss I’m not going to tell you this twice. I don’t know who that guy was and I don’t care. I don’t know who you are either. But you ever come near Jon or his girlfriend again things won’t be pretty do you understand me?” he asked. Jasmine just shook her head yes. “Good, now I don’t want to see any of this from you in the press because believe me with our resources we can find and your friend.” Tico explained to her and let her go. And he found the rest of the guys in the van and they went back to the hotel.

In the bar Jasmine was just glad the whole ordeal was over. But as she turned around to head to the ladies room she bumped into someone. He grabbed her arm and dragged her over to the table the boys had occupied earlier. “Hey let go of me.” She demanded.

“Shut up. What the hell happened over there?” Michael asked her.

“Why don’t you ask your friend over there the one who tried to punch him out.” She spatted at him.

“I thought you said you could get him in the sack. What the hell happened?” Michael questioned.

“Well how the hell did I know his friends would come and get him? And I didn’t know that you were sending in that guy to start trouble either! How the hell did you expect me to bring him home if you wanted him to end up getting in a fight?” Jasmine asked Michael.

“Well I thought you could give him a little TLC after the fight you Dumb Bitch!” Michael angrily said.

 “Well screw you I’m done you want anything else with them get someone else.” Jasmine said and stalked off.

Michael was now really pissed. He wanted to get Jon in a compromising position so he could show Mary that her perfect, wonderful boyfriend was the lying, scheming, pervert that he was. The guys got Jon back to the hotel without anyone noticing that he was drunk; Richie told the guys that he would take it from here. Once inside Jon’s room Richie was really pissed. He went and got himself a beer and sat down in the chair.

Jon looked at him and asked “Hey where’s mine?”

“Where’s you’re what?” Richie asked back disgusted with him.

Laughing “What is your problem? And where is my beer!” Jon nearly spit out.

“You’re cut off.” Richie said to him.

Shocked “What?! I’m cut off when I say I’m cut off. You got that.” Jon said trying to walk over to the mini bar. Stumbling over an ottoman and giggling like a little girl Jon just about reaches the mini bar when he feels this big hand grabbing him and throwing him on to the couch roughly. “Hey what’s your fucking problem!” Jon yelled.

“You are!” Richie yelled again. Sitting up or at least trying his hardest.

“Well what did I do?” Jon asked running his hands through his hair.

“You were making an ass of yourself back at the club. What the hell were you thinking making out with that broad? What if the press got a hold of a picture of the two of you? What would happen if Mary ever saw it? Huh?” Richie wanted to know. Jon just sat there listening to him go off on him. “Do you know what a lucky Bastard you are? When she found out the last time you cheated on her she was understanding enough Jon, she could have ripped you a new one. But Nooooo she didn’t. She stood by you. You never did tell me what you said or promised her but you really do have a lucky horse shoe up your ass!” Richie told him off .Jon just looked at him and chuckled. Richie wanted to wring his neck. “What is your fucking problem Jon!” he really wanted to know seeing that he felt he had everything.

 Jon stood up and was wobbling but stood his ground. “I’ll tell you, I tell you what my fucking problem is. SHE DOESN’T FUCKING REMEMBER ME! AND SHE THINKS SHE MARRIED TO THE FUCKER! HOW’S THAT!”

 Richie just stared at him “Big fucking deal. She’s not married to him jackass! And she will get her memory back according to her brothers. The doctor told them but it’s just a matter of time. She’s been traumatized you MORON! And once you sober up you’ll realize that.” Richie tried explaining to him shaking his head in the process.

Jon trying to keep his balance “What, what do you mean?”

“We’ve been trying to tell you this for the past twelve hours now. She will get better but she needs to get those drugs out of her system. Once she does that it’s just a matter of time.” Richie realized that things were starting to sink in to Jon’s thick brain. ‘Well, well I do believe he’s starting to come around. Time to get the coffee and start the round of cold showers.’ He said to himself chuckling.