Hey DS speaking... Yeah, I'd just like to say thanks to all five of you who have reviewed so far. I had to go and see Daybreakers again because I needed a little more knowledge of the story line. Lucky there were only three other people as I had to start taking notes on my iPod. Be happy I did this, it was going to bug the hell out of me if I didn't get it as accurate as I could. In addition I am posting this new chapter on my birthday, so I'm spreading the joy... Someone should as I'm still going to school... The brain liquifying lecture awaits... Joy...

Well enjoy the second chapter and let me know how I did!

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Someone shoot me.

The next day Frankie was in a bad mood thanks to the fight with his older brother when he was expecting a nice evening back. He walked stiffly past the guards into the room. The she was in the same place as he had left her the day before, but there were burns in several areas on her body.

She looked up at him blankly as he stared in shock. The burns had left her without skin inside the wounds, and seeing as she hadn't had any blood they weren't healing or even oozing. They seemed a little dry.

"What the hell?" He whispered he couldn't seem to snap himself out of it. "Hey, what's going on?"

Henderson calmly walked into the room. "Nothing you need to be concerned about." He said waving his hand. "Just trying to repeat the results we got when we first brought her in. Looks like she is more venerable to the sun when she has no blood left. I'm surprised that she can do anything at all." He looked down to her then pulled out a syringe of blood. "Lets see if this clears it up."

As the last of the blood entered her system the burns started healing slowly. Not instantly, but it would take a few minuets to finish healing. Without another word Henderson turned and left the room.

Frankie stared down at the weak woman on the table. This was beyond what he thought would have been going on. Sure seeing how long someone could go without blood and becoming a subsider was good information, but exposing someone to the sun? There had to be a damn good reason other than the fact that she didn't cooperate.

He sat down heavily. She had been watching him with the doll eyes again. Though she was blinking at him more than last time. He reached a hand out to hold hers; she showed no signs of protest. He started rubbing his thumb in circles, to sooth her or himself he didn't know.

"Well, I guess I'll just talk since you don't seem to want to." He sighed heavily. She just blinked and continued staring. "I got into a fight with my brother last night. He's such a stupid ass. I can't believe he hasn't gotten over the fact that I changed him. It's been what ten years? Why can't he get over it and be happy for once?!

"I mean if he doesn't want to drink human blood, then fine! He can drink all the pig crap he wants, but he can at least stop being a baby about it. It's not like he can change it, and if he can then what? No one else wants to change and he'll just be another human! Doesn't he get that I saved him from being hunted down and farmed? He's just being a selfish bastard! He would be dead right now if I hadn't changed him!"

Frankie took a few deep breaths to calm himself. It took him a second to notice she was rubbing circles on the inside of his wrist. She was also looking at him differently, the blank look was gone in it's place was…. Sympathy? Yes, it was sympathy. Like she knew his pain, but how?

"Don't tell them," the same whisper from the day before. He had convinced himself he had imagined it. His eyes opened, and he was ready to ask something. "Don't, they'll know…" Her voice was so weak, it was below even a whisper, and the begging tone didn't help at all. Ice blue stared into golden amber, one weak, one confused.

Frankie was at a loss as to what to do. He looked at the entrance to the offices and back at her. What to do? "Ok well enough of that, you don't wanna hear about my stupid brother huh?" He leaned back and acted like he was thinking about something to tell her. "What to say? What to say?"

"Please can you get me out of here? Or kill me at least?" She asked, her voice was nothing more than a breath of wind. Now that he watched her mouth was slightly open.

"If you answer me I'll see about getting you some more blood, and letting you drink it." Frankie said acting like he was trying to tempt her into talking. "Or are you one of those weirdo's that don't want human blood?"

"Please? It hurts…" Her eyes were staring into his pleading now.

"Now that I think of it I don't know your name…" Frankie said as he leaned an elbow onto her table. He gripped her hand tightly, not enough to hurt, but trying to say what he couldn't. 'Sorry, I can't.' "Is that why you talk to me? Cause I don't know your name?"

"It's ok, I figured you couldn't." She said, this time he could hear the sadness clearly and it reflected in her eyes tearing at his heart. "Doesn't hurt to try right?"

"Don't make me start the guessing game." He smirked despite himself. "Nah, I'll just think of something to call you…"

He looked up at the ceiling. She rubbed his wrist again, the touch felt oddly soft, like a feather. "Jen."

"How about I call you Jenny?" He asked looking down at her with a smile. "You look like a Jenny to me."

"Jerk," she threw at him but he caught the twitch and glint in her eyes that said she was smiling.

"So, are you sure you don't want to talk to me?" He smiled again. "You know usually I get a smile back by now." He huffed at her and leaned back.

"They want me here because I'm a different kind of vampire. In reality you guys are new. I'm a hundred and seven, not counting the twenty human years." She said locking eyes with him again. "I miss my brother too. Only he's dead by a hundred years."

"A staring contest? Sure, I think I can beat you." Frankie smiled determinedly.

"You care about your brother like I did mine. Your lucky to have him even if he is mad at you." Jen's pupils widened from their pinpoint state.

"I think you're a little childish, playing kids games with me and all." He rubbed her hand again.

"Thanks for keeping me company. You are a good brother, your heart was in the right place changing your brother, but maybe you need to say sorry." She gripped his hand for a moment. "Don't let it hang over the two of you. You have time to fix it," her mouth twitched. "You have all the time in the world."

"I mean come on, first the silent treatment, and now a staring contest?" He laughed a little. "What's next? Holding your breath?"

"See you tomorrow." She blinked and her doll's eyes were back.

"Ok, see you tomorrow then." Henderson came out and shooed Frankie through the doors.

Well there you go. Someone have fun out there. I'm serious... I'll send out some blood deprived vamps to get you if you don't!

DS