This story takes place a couple of weeks after the episode "Wrapped". This is my first attempt at writing a longer Blood Ties fanfiction. Constructive criticism is welcome. I thought of this story out of the blue. Tell me what you think.
Character's thoughts will be in italics.
Chapter 1
The day surrendered to night. Henry awoke from death. The technicolor of the night was absent. He slid off his bed and felt his way out of his bedroom.
I'll need help figuring out this dilemma. Against my better judgment, I will call Vicki even though I have not spoken to her since the Pachacamac incident.
His heightened senses detected a heartbeat and a familiar scent.
"Henry, I know you're awake. You can't keep giving me the silent treatment. We have to talk about what happened."
"Vicki," Henry yelled.
Why is he yelling instead of coming to the door? Maybe he's still angry about the Pachacamac thing.
"I'll be right there."
Henry tripped over the sofa and crashed to the floor.
Using her lock pick, Vicki opened the door. Light from the hallway spilled onto the graphic novelist who was lying on the floor. The PI flicked on the lights as Henry slowly rose.
"Are you okay? What happened?" The PI inquired.
"I am fine. Vicki, I know there are things we need to discuss but those things will have to wait. I need your help. I'm blind."
The former homicide detective's eyebrows raised in question. "How is that possible?"
"I believe the cause of my blindness is dark magic."
"Maybe Sinead?"
"Sinead would more likely cast a love spell. I did not have a chance to feed before this happened. Do you mind if..."
Before he could finish his question, Vicki guided him to the sofa. He heard Vicki's blood coursing through her veins. She placed her wrist against his mouth. His fangs sank into her skin. Once his hunger was satisfied, his eyes changed from black to blue. His fangs retracted.
The vampire started feeling strange.
"Vicki, something's wrong."
Before he could say anything else, he lost consciousness.