Disclaimer: Well, here it is, part five of On The Wall. The story has eight parts in total, so we are nearing the climax of the story. Can't believe it is nearing the end already! Thanks to Bloodshootingstar, again, my temporary beta. I don't own anything, do I really have say this every time? Here are the Shout outs;

Clez:- Stop beating up my baddie! I still need her! And she doesn't just want a blood bank, she wants a new vampire friend... ;) Glad you loved the last part.

Kame-sama:- You are correct in that guess, 'Becky' is from that book... and who would have thought that Edward Hyde would do something useful to try and help Tom?

Graymoon74:- Ahhh! You're doing it again! Stop with the yummy thoughts!

Angharad:- He is, isn't he. I think that's one of the main reasons why people like me and Clez hurt him... but you didn't hear it from me.

Leigh S. Durron:- Ooooh. You think you know? Cool. But... are you right. Probably. It's good that you have put Sting down, but I can see that Morgul blade behind your back!

And now....

On The Wall

Marlene watches from the wall

Her mocking smile says it all

As she records the rise and fall

Of every soldier passing

But the only soldier now is me

I'm fighting things I cannot see

I think it's called my destiny

That I am changing

Marlene on the wall

Marlene on the wall, By Suzanne Vega

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Part 5- American Pet.

A lone gun sounded in the quiet infirmary, the only other sound, the unearthly sucking of blood. The single shot was also a lucky one, the bullet hitting Becky in the shoulder as she bent over Tom. With a howl of pain she jerked away from him, her head lifting to find the source of her wound. One of the sailors that Jekyll had knocked out had woken up and was now leaning against the bed he had sleeping on. The man raised his gun to fire again and Becky snarled, flinging herself to the side, the bullet flying harmlessly past her. He fired again but by that time there was no sign of her anywhere. A husky laugh sounded somewhere in the infirmary and the sailor spun, holding his weapon tightly, his eyes scanning the room, searching for the Vampire.

"Surprise." Becky whispered, right in the man's ear, her body crouching on the bed. The sailor jumped and tried to turn to face her but she gripped in head and in one smooth movement snapped his spine. The fingers sprung open, the gun falling to the ground, the dead man's face still showing the expression of fear, as there was no time to register the pain – not that there would have been any pain.

"You were let off easy my friend. For bothering me, I should have given you a much harsher death." She laughed, the sound rather like a bark. "But you were given mercy by a Vampire, by one of the dammed... remember that as your soul moves on." Becky said, before dropping the body carelessly to the ground. A sound outside the room alerted her to the fact that people were heading this way, no doubt hurrying after hearing the gun shot. For a second she froze, unsure, looking between the door and Tom, torn between running and finishing this. Then her senses returned to her and she knew that she would have another chance to make Tom drink from her but now she had to leave. That decided she ran lightly to the door and paused, looking back and admiring her work. One sailor and Skinner still knocked out from the drugs on their beds. A sailor on the ground, his neck broken. Further back, Dr. Jekyll, battered and bruised a bed upturned by him. And right at the back, Tom Sawyer, pale as death, the mark of the dammed on his throat. With a mocking smile she blew a kiss in his direction.

Becky gave her husky laugh again, pleased with her work, then darted though the door and vanished along the corridor.

A few seconds later, Mina and Nemo came running into the room. The strong scent of the other female vampire rushed towards Mina and she physically reeled from the power of it. The nagging feeling returned to her that she knew the Vampire and she could feel the name she was looking for, luring just beyond her reach. Though she tried, Mina couldn't conjure up the answer and after a split second she admitted defeat for the time being, as she had more pressing problems to focus on. Nemo had already moved to the dead sailor, looking down at him for only second, knowing that he was most differently dead. He then turned his attention onto Skinner and his other sailor.

"Drugged." He said. Mina however had ran past her, heading for Agent Sawyer. She didn't like the way he was lying there so still and pale as if he wasn't there anymore. As she reached the foot of the bed she was relived to hear the faint sound of his heart beat as it worked away, trying to keep his body working with the limited blood it had left. Even though she could hear his heart she still picked up his limp wrist, feeling for a pulse. His body was so close on giving out of him and she found herself wondering how often he had been drank from before anyone knew. At least once, as that would explain his appearance at breakfast.

Nemo was bent over Jekyll, checking him as best he could, though he was no doctor. The man seemed stable for the moment, bruises all over his body but there appeared to be no broken bones and more importantly, no bite marks. The sailor still on the bed groaned and lifted a hand to his head, muttering softly to himself. Skinner was also coming round, though he seemed to be able to fight off the after effects of the drugs much better than the other man. Nemo asked him quietly how he was feeling and Skinner waved him away.

"No worries Nemo. No worse than a hangover and I've had lots of them." He said, carefully stepping down from the bed. The Captain went over to check on the other sailor.

"What happened here Mr. Skinner?" Mina asked, still checking Tom over. She drew back slightly as she caught sight of the bloodstain kiss mark left on his neck, a frown on her face.

"It was Jekyll. He knocked me out." Skinner said grimly, moving over to check Jekyll as he lye on the ground before heading to Tom and Mina. Nemo looked up from where he was talking to his sailor and directed a short, sharp question at Mina.

"Thrall?"

"That would be the most logical answer Captain. If this Vampire was determined to sire Tom, then no doubt having Dr. Jekyll under her thrall would be an advantage." She answered. Skinner had reached Tom by now, a gasp of horror escaping his mouth as he saw the state of him. He glanced back to Jekyll's still form for a second, watching as Nemo began to lift him onto a bed.

"Looks like the good doctor tried to fight back anyway and paid dearly for it." He muttered. "How bad is Sawyer?" Skinner asked in a louder tone. Mina stared at him hard.

"As bad as he was before, as if he had never been given that blood transfusion." She told him. Skinner looked troubled.

"So he needs more?" At Mina's nod, he carried on. "Then let me."

"Mr. Skinne-" Mina began but he interrupted her.

"I know what you are going to say, I'm still not a hundred percent after the Mongolia and I have some drugs in my system, but I'm the only one here fit enough to do it. Nemo gave blood a few hours ago, he's in no state, his sailor seems to be having problems with the drug, Jekyll is most certainly out and as for you... well no offense love, but I don't think your blood would help matters. We have to hurry, every second wasted is one Sawyer needs." He told her. Mina started at him, the uncertainly clear in her eyes before she nodded and went over to the equipment, pulling out everything she would need.

"Captain, I will require your help for this." She informed him. He nodded and she quickly instructed him about what he had to do.

"You must watch Agent Sawyer. Try and rub his arms to get the blood flowing again. Mr. Skinner, you must tell me the moment you start to feel dizzy or lightheaded. I'm not saying I will stop at once, but I will need to know." She said. Skinner nodded and Mina seemed satisfied at that, as she finished cleaning the needles.

Again they went through the nightmarish procedure of removing blood from one and placing it in another. Again Tom's face was watched keenly for signs of life to flow back into it and even though they gave him more blood than the first time it seemed to take longer to take effect and did not seem to work as well as the first time. Skinner reluctantly told Mina when he started to feel dizzy and Mina nodded, glancing at Tom's face. She let the blood transfusion carry on for about another half a minute before stopping it. Skinner started to protest, saying he could give a little more but Mina wearily shook her head.

"It won't do him any more good." She said, starting to tidy away. This caught Skinner's attention and held it fast.

"What do you mean, 'It won't do him any more good'?" He asked her.

"You saw how much blood we gave Agent Sawyer." She snapped back. "More than last time, yet to less effect. We are running out of time... we are are loosing him."

"Well we have to stop loosing him right now!" Skinner answered, trying to jump off the seat he had been sitting on. As he rose to normal hight the loss of blood started to take effect and he swayed and would have fallen if Mina hadn't appeared by his side and offered him some silent support.

"What we have to do is make sure that Vampire doesn't get anywhere near him again. We'll have to double the guard... and I will track her down. I have to." She helped Skinner back into the chair and sighed deeply. "I don't think she had time to make him drink again and that works in our favor as it gives us a little more time before he's lost. Even so, he's sinking very fast, she must have been busy..." Mina stopped again as Skinner's voice – surprisingly quiet and serious broke in.

"What if we do lose him?" Skinner asked seriously. "Will he be like you? Or will we have to... have to..." he trailed off, unable to finish the sentence and Mina's icy gaze bore into him, making him move slightly.

"I am only a half-Vampire. If Agent Sawyer is not saved he will be a full Vampire. His soul will be cast into the fires of Hell and his body will become a temple to the un-dead."

"You know that for a fact?" Skinner shouted back, his voice rising from the quiet note it had been only moments before. "For all we know he might be like you! If you can become a force for good, why you do believe he can't!"

"Hopefully it will never come to that." Mina answered stonily, changing the subject by ending it. She turned away, unable to look at either the white glaring face of Skinner or the white dying face of Tom Sawyer. Because he was dying. She didn't know if he would wake up again before the end or if he would just slip away. He might regain some of his strength in his final hour or so, enough to talk or even move about, but it would be a false recovery and then he would die before being reborn as one of the un-dead. The truth was Mina just didn't know enough about Vampires. Apart from Dracula, she had never met one and before becoming a half-Vampire who still had most of her soul, she had believed that all Vampires were cursed men and women. Would that be the case if they lost Agent Sawyer?

Don't even think like that, we are not going to lose him. Her mind chanted, but Mina, at heart was a realistic and knew that they might very well loose him... unless she could find his mysterious attacker. An idea was being to form in her mind as to who the female Vampire was, but the idea had yet to take on a solid form and she was unaware of the ideas and half thoughts brewing in her brain.

"Madam Mina, should we not now see to Dr. Jekyll before you hunt this fiend?" Nemo said calmly. Mina was about to sharply answer him, no we should not waste time and Dr. Jekyll could see to him... before she remembered that Dr. Jekyll was the patient and a wave of guilt hit her.

"Of course." She said quietly, heading over to the bed where Jekyll was lying. Nemo followed her, though Skinner stayed seated by Sawyer's bed, his trench coat leaning forward, the hat bent near Tom.

Quickly, Mina set about her task, cleaning Jekyll up as best she could, rubbing ointment on his bruises and carefully checking him over to be quite sure that there was no broken bones or anything or a more Vampire style wound on him. Thankfully she found nothing of the kind, aside from a rather nasty bruise on his forehead that suggested he wouldn't wake up just yet. Nemo left to call more sailors and Mina filled in one of them about everyone's condition, listing everything he would need to do, to treat Skinner, Tom and Jekyll. Then she too left, passing four sailors as she did so. It was time for her to hunt a Vampire.

Nemo stood on his bridge, his arms behind his back as he surveyed the calm sea before him. They had left port five days ago and it had to have been then that this Vampire had somehow managed to creep aboard, when they had stopped in Scarborough. Which meant she had to have been feeding from someone those five days if she had fed every night. That was a worrying thought, that maybe Tom had first been attacked five days ago and no one had noticed.

"Captain Nemo..." A whisper like voice said, the tone sounding dead, as if it was the wind blowing over wizened autumn leaves. Nemo froze, his hand slowly reaching for his sword. "Now, now, none of that." the voice said again, as Nemo spun round, sword flying out of its sheath. He scanned the bridge, finding it seemingly empty.

"I have only come with a message." Becky whispered, and something rustled past his side, passing by in a flash of color so fast that by the time he had turned to face it, the shape had gone.

"What message?" Nemo said cautiously, moving towards the door a single step at a time.

"Right to the point? I like that... very well. My message is simple. Tell Mrs. Mina Harker to meet me in the sparring room. Tell her to come alone, without any of your men." Her voice came from all corners of the room at once, making it impossible for him to locate her.

"What makes you think she will come alone?"

"If she wants to save her American pet from eternal damnation then she will come." Becky answered, detaching herself from the shadows and grabbing Nemo, throwing him forward, towards the door.

"If she doesn't come or if she comes with anyone else then you will never find me in time and he will die. Think about it." With her husky laugh she transformed into her bats and flew past him, turning the corner and leaving his vision before he had time to do anything to stop her.

TBC...

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