Part 2 – A trip to the blood bank
"Okay Miss, so that was 3 pints of O-positive, 2 pints of AB positive and 3 pints of B negative" The geekly blood bank clerk said, enjoying the flirting brunette who was picking up an order for her hospital.
"Thank you so much," Cordelia said and then looked at the man's name tag, "Harold, I just can't believe I messed up the original order so badly and didn't get these types today and only A negative. I feel so stupid" Batting her eye lashes and giving off a warm 100 watt Cordelia smile
"Aw it is okay Miss, happens all the time, usually it is our side that messes up and not the hospital" he smiled at her smile, maybe he should ask her for coffee. He lifted up the cooler of blood onto the counter. "Shall I carry it out to the ambulance for you?" he asked, not wanting the pretty girl to leave so quickly.
"No that is okay, I am strong" Cordelia said, quickly taking the cooler off the counter...it was heavy
"I added a few extra bags of AB positive for you Miss, usually the hospital likes to keep a lot of that on hand and I don't want you to get fired" He was so close to asking her out
"Great...thanks Harold" Cordelia said and flashed him another smile and then quickly made her way out of the building.
She quickly walked around to the back and put the cooler into the trunk of the car. Angel's head was back and his eyes were closed, she could swear he was sleeping, except for the fact that he wasn't breathing or moving. Maybe he was dead. No wait he is dead. UGGGH Cordelia thought. Well she would feed him once she got him home. She looked at the cooler full of blood. Cold blood has got to be gross. She wondered if he had a microwave. Warm blood is what he would need, at least initially. She took a packet of AB positive out of the cooler and slipped it down her shirt so it rested against her belly. She felt the cold packet and hopped that it didn't burst open. She also hoped her body heat would warm it to a point where it would work for Angel. She finally hoped he had a microwave, cause this was gross.
She closed the lid to the cooler then the lid to the trunk and got back into the car. Putting on her seatbelt she was extra careful to make sure the blood bag was not pressed by the belt, but was firmly against her body. Gross...hopefully there would be no leakage.
"Okay Big Guy, lets get you back home and cleaned up" Cordelia looked over at Angel, sleeping, definitely sleeping.
"Okay Miss, so that was 3 pints of O-positive, 2 pints of AB positive and 3 pints of B negative" The geekly blood bank clerk said, enjoying the flirting brunette who was picking up an order for her hospital.
"Thank you so much," Cordelia said and then looked at the man's name tag, "Harold, I just can't believe I messed up the original order so badly and didn't get these types today and only A negative. I feel so stupid" Batting her eye lashes and giving off a warm 100 watt Cordelia smile
"Aw it is okay Miss, happens all the time, usually it is our side that messes up and not the hospital" he smiled at her smile, maybe he should ask her for coffee. He lifted up the cooler of blood onto the counter. "Shall I carry it out to the ambulance for you?" he asked, not wanting the pretty girl to leave so quickly.
"No that is okay, I am strong" Cordelia said, quickly taking the cooler off the counter...it was heavy
"I added a few extra bags of AB positive for you Miss, usually the hospital likes to keep a lot of that on hand and I don't want you to get fired" He was so close to asking her out
"Great...thanks Harold" Cordelia said and flashed him another smile and then quickly made her way out of the building.
She quickly walked around to the back and put the cooler into the trunk of the car. Angel's head was back and his eyes were closed, she could swear he was sleeping, except for the fact that he wasn't breathing or moving. Maybe he was dead. No wait he is dead. UGGGH Cordelia thought. Well she would feed him once she got him home. She looked at the cooler full of blood. Cold blood has got to be gross. She wondered if he had a microwave. Warm blood is what he would need, at least initially. She took a packet of AB positive out of the cooler and slipped it down her shirt so it rested against her belly. She felt the cold packet and hopped that it didn't burst open. She also hoped her body heat would warm it to a point where it would work for Angel. She finally hoped he had a microwave, cause this was gross.
She closed the lid to the cooler then the lid to the trunk and got back into the car. Putting on her seatbelt she was extra careful to make sure the blood bag was not pressed by the belt, but was firmly against her body. Gross...hopefully there would be no leakage.
"Okay Big Guy, lets get you back home and cleaned up" Cordelia looked over at Angel, sleeping, definitely sleeping.