I'm so sorry ya'll! I thought I had finished posting this when I put up the sequel. So here's the rest of the one that started it all.

Over the course of a week five more men laid in the hospital ward of the 4077th including Frank, Igor, Klinger and two other men. They all were pale and had shallow breathing. They all mysteriously had lost blood. Now B.J. knew this was more than a coincidence. All the nurses were fine and it only seemed to bother the men. And it seemed as soon as they were admitted from the hospital they were back again with the same illness.

He asked Potter and Father Mulcahy to join him in the ward. When they got there Margaret and Nurse Kelley were there watching everyone.

"I think there is something wrong with everyone here," started B.J.

"Yes I think we can tell that B.J." said Potter.

"Now I know this is going to sound a bit odd but I think there might be a vampire loose in the compound."

"What?" asked Father Mulcahy and Potter at the same time unbelievingly.

"Well it seems to make sense. The lost of blood, they keep on being readmitted into here after they were released. I have even found what had seemed like bug bites on their necks which I had brushed off at first but could be vampire bites. I think we should go to your office Colonel to finish our talk."

Potter nodded and they made their way to his office. They settled down and Potter asked, "So who do you think is the vampire, if a vampire is the case?"

B.J. looked around to make sure no one was around and leaned in. The other men leaned in and B.J. said, "Captain Carrie McCarthy."

They leaned back and they puzzled over the thesis. "Why would you think that B.J.?" asked Father Mulcahy.

"Don't you think it's a little odd that all this began just a few days after she arrived?" asked B.J.

"Well, yes. I get your point," said Mulcahy.

Potter thought for a second and said, "So we have to get rid of her. What are we going to do? Run a stake through her heart?"

B.J. turned to Mulcahy. "Do you know how to get rid of a vampire Father?"

"I'm not sure. We didn't have a class on killing vampires 101 in priest school. We can do what the movies do and stick a stake in her heart like the Colonel suggested. We just need some holy water, crosses, and some wooden stakes," replied Father Mulcahy.

"Fine. Now we just have to find her coffin and spy on it until she goes in for a sleep then drive the stake in her heart. Of course we want it to kill her the first time or she'll definitely put us on her hit list," said. B.J.

"Okay, you boys go settle this. I need to go get some shut-eye. I've been feeling a bit tired lately," said Potter. Mulcahy and B.J. looked at him concerned but Potter just smiled and said it was just old age catching up to him. "I think I'll grab some garlic from the kitchen to hang over my door when I hit the sack."

"Or anything from the kitchens will do," joked B.J. Potter smiled and walked out of his office to his tent.

Carrie watched him leave from the shadow of a building and frowned suspiciously at his back.

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Later that night while everyone was asleep because they were afraid about what was happening to the men B.J. and Father Mulcahy snuck out of camp following the shadow of what they thought was Carrie. They each had a flashlight, which, they swept across the rocky ground looking for footprints that would tell them, were she was heading.

As they searched a voice spoke to them cold and distant. "What are ye doing out here in the middle of now where Captain and Father?"

They looked up and saw Carrie standing on the top of a small hill in front of them. A wind was wiping her raven black hair around her head and there were distant clouds rumbling in.

"We were looking for my watch," answered B.J. quickly. "I had lost it sometime today and thought it was back here because I had to go look for the Colonel's horse which had decided to take a little trip. Isn't that right Father?"

Father Mulcahy was crossing himself when he had seen Carrie up on the hill and quickly answered, "Yes, yes quite true."

Carrie looked at them suspiciously for a second but then gave a small smile. "Well of course. Would ye like some help looking for your watch?"

"Uh, uh no thanks Carrie I think we might find it soon," said B.J.

Carrie continued to smile at him coldly and was gone as a flash of lightening streaked across the quickly darkening sky. They both shuddered involuntary and continued to follow were they thought she was going. They kept glancing up once in a while to see if she was there watching them. Carrie watched their flashlight beams dance across the ground and grinned to herself about what fun she was going to have with them.

She danced across the ground letting the wind whip her hair away from her face so she looked like a dancing banshee in the wind. She saw the beams turn off and smiled. They had noticed her, as she had wanted. She let out an inhuman yell that her kind gave when on the hunt. She twirled and pranced across the dusty ground hardly disturbing a grain of sandy soil toward the cave she called home. She slowed down and melted into the shadows of her sanctuary waiting for her prey to strike her with out knowing she waited for them in the shadows with a vampiric smile on her lips.