Simon
In my mind I can hear Baz snarling "Well done, Snow, you figured it out. Finally. Like I've told you countless times, EVERYONE likes me."
It's almost comic that in a split second I realised something that is going to change everything. It's almost unfair. Revelations like that should take time. Instead I can just feel it making the hairs on my arms stand up and replacing the blood in my veins with something electric.
I don't want to think about what this means. I don't want to think about how this is going to work. I don't want to think about anything, especially Baz.
Baz.
He's lying on his back and glaring at the sky, oblivious to the nuclear explosion that is happening right next to him. He looks completely unfazed by the fact that the most powerful magician in existence just smashed his head against a tree trunk (then again, it's almost impossible to surprise Baz. He's like a seer, except better looking). His mouth is set in a firm line, but his eyes are glinting with amusement. I haven't seen him this relaxed in...well, pretty much since I've known him. From this angle I can see the jagged scar running down the side of his cheek from when the Humdrum grabbed him. He escaped, but only just.
The Humdrum.
"Baz, we need to go" I say urgently. "The Humdrum could come back if he finds out we escaped."
Baz sits up abruptly, then winces. Clearly he's not as fine as he's making out.
Baz sees me looking. He smirks."
"Enjoying the view?"
Shit.
Ignoring his comment, I narrow my eyes at him
"What's wrong with you?"
"What are you talking about?" Baz snaps. "I'm fine. Let's go."
He attempts to stand up, but his legs give way and he thuds unceremoniously back onto the ground. I bite my lip to stop myself laughing. Baz scowls.
"You sure about that?"
Baz mutters something nondescript under his breath, but he gives in.
"I hit my head on the tree. I think it's pretty bad." He gives me an ironic grimace. "You are useful for something after all."
Baz
I'm not thinking straight.
I never admit that Snow has hurt me. Not when his shield charm went wrong and burnt my wrist. Not when he hit the spot where that f*****g vampire changed me. Not now, not ever.
I guess today that changed.
I gently touch my head and bite my tongue so hard I can taste blood in my mouth. It HURTS. A lot. And the pain isn't going to go away fast, either.
Obviously I'm not going to be leaving anytime soon.
A vampire.
Stranded with Snow.
Who's thirsty.
This has a lot of potential to get messy.
Snow sighs. "I don't think it's a good idea for us to leave. It'll just make it worse."
I hate to admit it, but it's true. All I want right now is to curl up in a ball and sleep for a million years. And blood. Lots of blood.
Every second I can feel the pull intensifying, the craving growing stronger. It makes my head spin even more and bile rises up in my stomach. If I don't find something, soon, I'm going to explode.
This is not a good situation.
If the wild, blood thirsty side of me had eyes, they would be entirely fixed on Snow right now (as well as my regular eyes. All. The. Time.)
I bite down on my tongue again.
I can feel my control slipping away.
I'm not sure how much longer I can hold on.