Vicki heard screams not realizing at first that it was her own. She fell down to the floor, with Henry falling on top of her. The arrow had pierced his heart.
Laramie was stunned, she had never shot an innocent before. She stood there frozen. Coreen had her hands over her mouth, she thought she would be sick. The sight was horrific. Worse than any crime scene. Vicki sat on the floor, cradling Henry's head in her arms, blood pooling out from under him. A wooden arrow..she pulled it out..he would heal..wouldn't he? She rocked back and forth, throwing her head back in agony, screaming no over and over.
"Henry," Vicki sobbed," wake up. Please, you can't die. We need you, I need you, please wake up.." Vicki was sobbing.
It broke Coreen's heart turning her repulsion into anger. All the others in the room were too stunned to move, no one had noticed the children had walked over to their parents. Vicki looked up at them, both of them crying too.
"It's okay, daddy will wake up..really." Vicki told them, hoping she was right.
Abbie turned around to face DiAnn.."This is your fault, bitch." Vicki was too upset to correct her at the moment, and frankly, that's how she felt too.
Suddenly, Abbie wasn't there..
Henry woke up, he was standing next to his own body, a figure beside him.
The scene before him was terrible, he was dead?
He looked to his left and saw her..his mother.
"My dear Henry," she said sweetly, putting her hand on his face.."look at you? You are so handsome."
Henry felt the warmth of her touch for the first time in almost five hundred years.
He smiled at her, he was at peace.
"Henry, you must stay..they need you. I love you, I'll always watch over you but you must stay." Henry furrowed his brow at her. He was fighting it. He wasn't going back, it was peaceful in the light.
Coreen remembered the blood in the car..the blood!! She ran for it, not noticing her hands were changing, her pace faster than it had ever been.
Suddenly, in the room, DiAnn was wildly looking around for Abbie.
"Where...where'd the little demon child go." With that remark, Ward lunged at her with such force that he almost took her off her feet by herself, but was helped along by an unseen body...Abbie. They took her to the ground, on top of her, growling with fangs extended.
Vicki wasn't paying attention.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..please come back, we don't have to wait..I don't want to wait. I don't want to lose you..it took you too long to get to me..don't leave now..you promised you would never leave me..." she sobbed out, still stroking his hair, gingerly touching the wound that would not close, running her fingers tenderly over it, willing it to close.
Laramie came forward, " I"m sorry too." she said.
"It's not your fault, he's just chivalrous, it's one of his best traits.." Vicki trailed off.
Abbie and Ward kept DiAnn pinned to the floor, keeping her there until Laramie approached her with a knife. She kept one on her belt in a hilt.
Myra was cowering away from Laramie.
"You will be dealt with, Myra, as for you DiAnn, I will not take your life in front of these children, but I will take it." The archer reached down, pulling DiAnn up, shaking the children off at the same time.
Coreen made it back with the blood, Gwen went to help.
Ward and Abbie stared down at their father.
"Daddy, please don't die.." Abbie said softly.
Ward just stared, but his stare was more grown up than Vicki had ever seen. He had Henry's worried face on. Abbie had her mother's pissed face on.
'Here," Coreen said, holding out the four bags she had brought in. Vicki had insisted on carrying a cooler stockd with them at all times because of what had happened with Christina.
Vicki's fangs had not slipped back so she pierced the bag with them. She poured the blood into Henry's mouth.
"Swallow," she said tilting the bag, while still cradling him," swallow dammit!"
Henry still didn't swallow but a bit of the blood was getting in. She pierced another bag with him starting to swallow just a little, doing the same until the fourth bag was almost empty. Gwen stopped her.
"Put it directly on the wound."
Vicki nodded, doing as Gwen suggested.
"Henry, I know you are at peace, but it's time to go back.." she kissed him on the cheek, just as she had done when he was small.
She embraced him and then suddenly, he was in immense pain. His chest was on fire.
Henry took a deep breath in Vicki's arms.
She jumped, gasping too and started crying, "Henry, oh my God, you're alive.."
She hugged him too her, rocking him back and forth.
"Barely though, he needs a feeding." Clark had finally spoken.
Vicki nodded and pierced her own wrist, wincing.
She asked Gwen to take the children to the car.
"NO mommy, please, we want to know that daddy is okay.." Abbie begged while Gwen picked her up.
"I promise, daddy is fine. Go with Aunt Gwen, now Abbie, no arguing." Vicki was stern, motherly.
Abbie knew better than to push it but it didn't stop her from frowning at her mother and watching them until she couldn't see them anymore.
She leaned Henry's head up at a better angle. His breathing was so shallow, his wound was still not healing, but it had stopped bleeding.
She put her wrist to Henry's mouth. At first he just moaned, then he caught her scent and began to drink. Vicki grimaced, she didn't care if he bit her hand off, as long as he recovered.
He drank, gulping in her blood, finally stopping when Clark said enough. He didn't want Vicki passing out on him too.
"Henry, " Vicki said softly, caressing his cheek," can you hear me."
He nodded. She began to cry again, hugging his head to her..
Vicki looked to Coreen and Clark, nodding her head in thanks.
"Vicki, I'm so sorry, really.." Coreen started.
"It' s okay Coreen, it's not your fault. It's not anyones, just the wrong place at just the right time." She said, composing herself.
Laramie came back in with only Myra. By the look on their faces and the blood on Laramies outfit, DiAnn was most likely dead.
"It is done. Now," the archer said, "I must get this one to council to decide punishment." She looked at Vicki, then Henry, relieved to see him breathing, shallow, but at least he was not dead.
"Again, I am sorry." she left after that statement.
"Wait," Coreen called to her, "what about the body?"
"Ashes to ashes, fairydust to fairydust..nothing left." Then, she was gone.
"Vicki.." Henry tried to talk..
"No don't talk." Vicki reached down kissing him gently on his lips, still tasting blood on them which she eagerly licked off for him.
Before she leaned up, where only she could hear.."You taste like honey and nectar." he said with a satisfactory smile.
"Well, better than black pudding I guess..." Vicki shot back then thought...did he just say...??