Nick and Monroe get into their cars and drive to the hospital. They quickly parked and ran inside. Well it was more of a brisk walk because they would look foolish running there with no visible injuries especially since he was still in his pajamas.

They go to the reception desk.

"Excuse me, miss?" Nick says to the receptionist.

"Yes? How may I help you?" She replied.

"Is a Dr. Angela Deathe here?"

"May I ask why?" The receptionist asked cautiously.

"Um." Nick thought for a second and pulled out his badge. "Police business. She may have been the last to see a missing person."

"Okay." She said. "She is just getting off her shift. I will page her for you."

"Thank you." Nick said. The two went off to the side as she paged .

"Dude, talk about abuse of authority. That was like awesome!" Monroe exictedly whispered to Nick.

"Technically i was telling the truth, I just failed to mention that the missing person isn't recent." Nick said.

The receptionist called to them. "Sir, she'll be done in a few minutes."

Nick thanked her.

"So what's the plan? Capture her and force her to tell us?"Monroe asked.

"No, I think just asking her would be okay. I have a feeling she'll respond to nice gestures than forceful ones. Also the fact that her boyfriend apparently talks a lot about me. She is more open to answering our questions, right?" Nick asked him unsure.

"I guess, because there she is." Monroe pointed out.

She notices them and smiles. She's in casual clothing, a blouse and a pair of jeans. She walks over to them.

"Hello, Mr. Burkhardt or should I call you Detective?"

"Nick is fine, this is Monroe."

Monroe nods to her.

"So Nick, what can I do for you? Is this about Juliet?" She asks.

"No, this is about my grandfather, Nikolai Kessler?" Nick says, and sees her face turn serious.

"What about him?" She asks.

"Well, I found his journal and the last entry was about helping you. After that, nothing. What happened after he helped you?" Nick asks her.

"Look, this is not a good place to talk. Follow me." She walks off and gets into an elevator. The two follow her. They kept following her until she went into a hospital room with a man in his forties hooked up to tubes.

"Is it okay to be here?" Monroe asks looking at the patient.

"Yes, after all he is who you're looking for. Nick, meet your grandfather."She says.

Nick's eyes widened. He looks at the man and back at her. "What?" He says, thinking she's lying.

"I am telling the truth. It was a side effect from all those years ago when I helped him. He ended up like this when the Reapers came to town. Instead of the usual one, three came. Somehow they ended up on the rooftop of some building. He killed one of them but then another one tackled him and he fell over the edge. He hit his head on a stairway before I got him. I brought him here and they did their best to save him. They told me he was comatose. I couldn't help him. The head injury was too bad." She said sadly.

Nick had so many emotions at once. Sadness, Anger, Despair, Relief. He goes over and looks at him, his grandfather. His very young-looking grandfather. He then goes to his side.

"Why couldn't you help him?" Monroe asked her.

She faces him. "Anything near death costs more than a favor. One has to give me something precious to them. Their life."

"Isn't that um a bit off?"

"Oh, their life as in either the life energy which I absorb to live this long or they have to devote to me. The thing is if I absorb their energy, they won't remember anything before meeting me and I can't do either of those to Nikolai. It wouldn't be right." She shook her head.

"Interesting." Monroe reached into his pocket and pulled out a notepad and pen. He wrote down what she said.

She looked at him confused. "What are you doing?"

"Research. I'm documenting you for chimeras."

"Chimeras? I'm the only one that I know of. Interbreeding is really frowned upon. I was an accident. I never knew my mother but my father was a Lowen. He passed away, huh, 15-16 centuries ago, give or take."

This comment made Monroe's eyes widen so wide, it made him look like a chihuahua.

"Yes, I'm ancient. Now stop gawking." She said a bit angry.

"Are you immortal?"

She shrugs. "I don't know. Well I'll find out later." She looks over to Nick. "Nick, are you okay?"

Nick looked at her and nodded. "Yeah, thank you. Do you know if he'll ever wake up?"

"Well, since medicine is advancing, it is possible. Also he might wake up by himself if you give it enough time."

"How long has he been like this?"

"About 20 years." Angela then frowned. "I think."

Monroe whistled at how long he's been comatose.

"Are you sure he will wake up?"

"Yeah, there has been cases of people waking up after many years. The longest is 37 years and if you take in account that he has my medical power still on him. He should wake up." She says.

"Okay." Nick yawned.

"You ought to go home. It's really late and past your bedtimes." She said.

"Will I be allowed to visit him?" Nick asks.

"Sure, I'll add your name to the visitor's list. Now go home you two."

The two men nodded and she escorted them back to the entrance.

"Before we leave, can I ask you who's your boyfriend?" Monroe asks her.

"Nick, I thought you would've have known. Though my idiot is really stern about keeping personal and work life separate." She sighed. "Nick, you work with well for him. Monroe, I think you might know him too. My boyfriend is Captain Sean Renard."

"What!"


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