Each chapter stands alone.
See Author's Notes for each chapter to know what's going on.
Some are just drabbles/snippets/prompts, don't expect a lot of content with this.
Been asked to share smaller things from my LJ, that's what these are.
This Chapter:
Prompt-blood
Mentions of blood (mostly medical) and an injured Nikola.
Stuff in italics is 'thoughts/past'
Nikola lay in the infirmary, he wasn't looking well. Helen stood at his bedside, debating with herself over and over.
Her argument with Will echoed through her head:
"You can't give him your blood, you've no idea what it will do," Will almost yelled.
"I have an idea, I've modified it, trying to amplify the parts of my blood from the source blood," Helen said as she drew a large sample from herself and started to process it carefully.
"You said before nothing would work," Will tried.
"I thought of something I hadn't before," Helen wasn't even looking at Will.
"And what if he wants to use your blood to revive the vampires," Will's voice dropped lower.
"He won't!" Helen glared at William, "Not get out of my lab."
"Fine," Will sighed, "but I will say I told you so."
Helen stood with the modified blood in her hands, two vials. One to be injected, the other to be drunken.
She started to ready the first dose when a hand grabbed her arm, "Helen," Nikola's voice was raspy from unuse, "what are you doing?"
"Restoring you, Nikola," Helen said softly.
Nikola shook his head, "No, not like that, I'll find a way." He knew it was Helen's blood, he could see the bandages on her arm where her lab coat sleeve slid up too far.
"There may not be another way," Helen sounded suddenly close to tears.
Nikola shook his head, "you made me promise, I never broke my promise."
"You're not feeding from me, I'm feeding you," Helen whispered pressing the plunger on the syringe, the modified blood sliding through the IV tube.
Nikola was too tired to be fast enough to get the IV out. When the blood hit his veins, he screamed.
Helen started to cry then quickly opened the other vile, pouring the contents into Nikola's mouth, "swallow it, damn it Nikola do as you're told just this once!"
Nikola obeyed, drinking Helen's blood as tears ran down his cheeks that had nothing to do with the pain he was feeling in his veins.
Helen grabbed Nikola's hand and held tight, being there for him to ride through the pain, being there like she should have been over a hundred years ago, when everyone left Nikola to fight the pain of the transformation alone.
After a few minutes, Nikola passed out, his body too overwhelmed.
Helen set her head on Nikola's chest and cried so hard, begging her blood to work, to not kill him. She needed him more than she would ever be able to admit out loud.
Blood started this so long ago, blood would fix it now, at least, she hoped it would.
Fingers suddenly gripped Helen's and she cried in relief.