Saving Her
Look At This! Disclaimer: If I owned Port Charles, would I REALLY be posting on FFN?
Chris and Rafe moved over to a microscope, around which were multiple samples of blood.
"I started saving blood samples from all the patient who came in with the disease," Chris explained. "I thought they might be able to help us."
"Well," Rafe started, "have you noticed anything unusual about them?"
"Ah yes. That brings me to my next point: the unusual thing is that there is nothing unusual."
Rafe was obviously confused. "Come again?"
"There is nothing unusual about these blood samples. They are the same as anyone else's. It would make you think that this disease is ~*chuckle*~ something natural."
Rafe was quite for a moment before saying his piece. "I think I know who might be able to help us with this."
~*~*~*~
About a half-hour later Ian was in the lab with Chris and Rafe. He had brought along his research, including the vampire and slayer blood.
"Just out of curiosity", Chris inquired, "how did you get all this stuff and why have you been doing this research?"
Ian wasn't quite sure what to say. Chris didn't know that he was a vampire, nor did he want him to know. Before he could say anything, Rafe gave him an excuse.
"Well, Ian hates the vampires just as much as the rest of us. I mean, they have made Port Charles so unsafe that Danny can't even be here! Why wouldn't he be doing everything he could to get rid of them? As for the supplies and such, well, when you want something, you just work hard until you get it."
Chris gave one of those "I really don't believe you" looks at Rafe and Ian, but didn't say anything more.
Ian went to examining the blood samples, and also found nothing strange about them. That is, until he compared it with his vampire blood.
"Guys, look at this!" he called excitedly.
"What did you find?" Rafe questioned.
"Well, when you compare the blood samples of the patients affected by this disease with the vampire blood, you can see they share some similar components."
Rafe was still a bit confused "And why couldn't you see signs of it before?"
"From what I can see," replied Chris, who was now looking into the microscope as well, "the similarities are so miniscule that they would be nearly impossible to see without side-by-side comparison with vampire blood. But they are most definitely there."
"Well slayer," Ian said as he got up from the microscope, "does any of this sound familiar to you?"
Rafe racked his brain for any knowledge, any memory he had about this.
"It seems vaguely familiar," he finally said. "But very vaguely."
"Well then, what are we going to do about it?" Chris asked.
"I guess I'll go back to Transyvannia. There is probably something about it with all of the stuff I used for training."
The three men agreed that this would probably be the best solution. Minutes later they were all going back to their regular schedules.
Rafe arrived home shortly. "Alison!" he called.
"Over here!" he heard her say weekly. She was in bed.
"Hey Angel," he said. "How are you?"
"Okay, I guess. The good thing is that I'm not so dizzy anymore. But now I think I've caught the flu."
Look At This! Disclaimer: If I owned Port Charles, would I REALLY be posting on FFN?
Chris and Rafe moved over to a microscope, around which were multiple samples of blood.
"I started saving blood samples from all the patient who came in with the disease," Chris explained. "I thought they might be able to help us."
"Well," Rafe started, "have you noticed anything unusual about them?"
"Ah yes. That brings me to my next point: the unusual thing is that there is nothing unusual."
Rafe was obviously confused. "Come again?"
"There is nothing unusual about these blood samples. They are the same as anyone else's. It would make you think that this disease is ~*chuckle*~ something natural."
Rafe was quite for a moment before saying his piece. "I think I know who might be able to help us with this."
~*~*~*~
About a half-hour later Ian was in the lab with Chris and Rafe. He had brought along his research, including the vampire and slayer blood.
"Just out of curiosity", Chris inquired, "how did you get all this stuff and why have you been doing this research?"
Ian wasn't quite sure what to say. Chris didn't know that he was a vampire, nor did he want him to know. Before he could say anything, Rafe gave him an excuse.
"Well, Ian hates the vampires just as much as the rest of us. I mean, they have made Port Charles so unsafe that Danny can't even be here! Why wouldn't he be doing everything he could to get rid of them? As for the supplies and such, well, when you want something, you just work hard until you get it."
Chris gave one of those "I really don't believe you" looks at Rafe and Ian, but didn't say anything more.
Ian went to examining the blood samples, and also found nothing strange about them. That is, until he compared it with his vampire blood.
"Guys, look at this!" he called excitedly.
"What did you find?" Rafe questioned.
"Well, when you compare the blood samples of the patients affected by this disease with the vampire blood, you can see they share some similar components."
Rafe was still a bit confused "And why couldn't you see signs of it before?"
"From what I can see," replied Chris, who was now looking into the microscope as well, "the similarities are so miniscule that they would be nearly impossible to see without side-by-side comparison with vampire blood. But they are most definitely there."
"Well slayer," Ian said as he got up from the microscope, "does any of this sound familiar to you?"
Rafe racked his brain for any knowledge, any memory he had about this.
"It seems vaguely familiar," he finally said. "But very vaguely."
"Well then, what are we going to do about it?" Chris asked.
"I guess I'll go back to Transyvannia. There is probably something about it with all of the stuff I used for training."
The three men agreed that this would probably be the best solution. Minutes later they were all going back to their regular schedules.
Rafe arrived home shortly. "Alison!" he called.
"Over here!" he heard her say weekly. She was in bed.
"Hey Angel," he said. "How are you?"
"Okay, I guess. The good thing is that I'm not so dizzy anymore. But now I think I've caught the flu."