If you haven't read my other story The Devil's Harvest from last Halloween this one might not make sense. It continues right after The Devil's Harvest ended. I'm hoping to have it finished by Halloween but not sure if I'll be able to.

The Devil's Harvest Part 2

Chapter one

Hospital

Van lay shivering on the examining room's table a light sheet covering his body. He had never felt this cold before. He looked over to where Billie and Deaq stood their eyes never leaving him. They looked so scared and concerned. He wished he could remember what had happened. The last thing he could remember was walking in an alley way and then waking up here lying naked on the ER's table. Billie had said he had past out in the ambulance but why he was in an ambulance in the first place he had no clue. Right now all he wanted was to get dressed and get out of here. He'd find out what happened later. He hated hospitals and wanted to be as far away from one as he could. The doctor finished his exam and then motioned Billie and Deaq to follow him out of the room.

"Why is he so cold? He can't seem to stop shivering." Billie asked. "And he's so pale."

"That could be from two reasons. First I'd say he's in shock from what you explained had happened to him and second he has a very low blood count which usually is caused by massive blood lost, but there isn't a mark on him."

"That's impossible." Billie said. "He was…"

"Disemboweled." Deaq finished her sentence. "The man was dead Doc."

"That's impossible there are no marks on him other then a few cuts and scrapes."

"We can't explain it doctor, but we both saw him sliced opened, and then he…just healed, right in front of us." She knew how crazy she must sound to him.

"Could it have been it some kind of sick trick or illusion or something?"

"No Doc. I was right next to him. I saw the blade go in him." Deaq answered. "He pushed it all the way in then started slicing him open." Deaq swallowed hard. "I watched my partner die Doc."

"Well, I can't explain it. All I know is that he appears to be a man who has lost a significant amount of blood but from where I don't know. He has a few old scars on him and a few minor cuts but nothing that would explain why his blood count is so low."

"What can you do for him?"

"I'm going to pump blood into him, which will certainly warm him up and should stop the shivering. Then I'd like to keep him over night for observation. More then likely he can go home in the morning."

"Can we see him again?" Billie asked.

"Sure." The doctor turned and held the door open for them as they reentered the ER and walked over to Van's bed.

"Hey." Deaq said smiling down at Van.

"What's going on?" Van asked looking back and forth between them.

"What do you remember?" Billie asked.

Van thought for a few seconds.

"Just walking in an alley way. I think Jason was there but I'm really not sure."

"He was there. He led you into a trap."

Van shook his head back and forth.

"I can't remember."

"You don't remember the ceremony?" Deaq asked.

"What ceremony?" Van was beginning to get scared. What had happened to him and why couldn't he remember it.

"Look Van, why don't you get some rest. The doctor wants to give you a transfusion just to build you up and then he said you can probably go home in a few days." Billie could see the fear and confusion in Van's eyes and didn't want to explain to him what had happened until he was fully recovered. She also didn't want him going home tomorrow and hoped to talk the doctor into keeping him for a few days.

"Transfusion? Why do I need a transfusion?" He felt fine, well maybe just a little weak but… Had he been shot and if he had why didn't he feel it?

"He said you need one to build your blood count back up. You're a little weak right now and he wants you a little stronger before he'll release you."

"What happened to me?" He looked at Deaq.

Deaq looked over at Billie who shook her head slightly not wanting Van to see, but he had still caught it.

"What's going on? Will one of you tell me?" Van started to push himself up on the litter. He immediately felt the room start to spin and lay back down.

Billie put her hand on Van's shoulder.

"When you're released we'll go over everything with you."

"Deaq?" Van hoped Deaq would tell him something, but he was wrong.

"You heard the boss. We'll explain everything once you're released."

"Now you get some rest and don't give the nurses a hard time." Billie said as they started out of the examining room. They both hated to leave him but knew he needed to rest and also the doctor needed to type his blood and get him hooked up to an IV.

Waiting room

"You go home Billie. I'm staying here with Van. After what happened I don't want to leave him alone."

"I'm going to post guards Deaq. You look beat, you really should get some rest yourself."

"I'll have a cot put in Van's room tonight. I just don't trust it Billie…They just might come for him."

"Okay Deaq, but I want you to try and get some rest." She understood that Deaq would want to stay close to his partner after witnessing what had been done to him, and she also knew that she was needed out on the streets to try to help track down the members of the coven that had escaped.

Later that night

Deaq sat by Van's bed, his head back against the back of the chair sound asleep. A large IV bag of blood next to Van dripped the much needed blood into his arm. He moaned softly as strange visions kept going through his head as he slept.

Laughing faces kept circling him, blood dripping from their mouths while hands reached out for him ripping at his clothes. A man with a red robe approached him, a large knife held high in his hands, his eyes like two red coals burned in his face. Two sharp teeth protruded from his mouth. Van tried to back away but he couldn't move he could only stand and watch. The man's hand came down ripping the knife into him spilling his guts all over his hands. He threw his head back and screamed in pain and horror as other robed figures gathered around him and began consuming his insides.

TBC