I just want to thank everyone for their comments! It made me write the next chapter straight away. Hope you like it :) haha I needed something to keep me going now the series is finished. P.s. I'll try to make chapters longer in future.

Sometimes I wonder if a hospital is the best place for a vampire to be working. Being surrounded by the temptation of blood, of helpless, weak people all day can be almost unbearable. But it keeps me strong, tests me daily so I don't get too complacent. Seeing someone with a bleeding wound isn't a problem like it once was - I can control myself, hold myself back and act 'normal'. Sometimes I even con myself into thinking that I could imitate a normal human life, that I don't need the blood, I can walk in the sunlight and it doesn't bother me. But I do need the blood, no matter how much I deny myself. And the sunlight does bother me, no matter how hard and long I stare into the sky. And I don't age. I m frozen, and I will be this way forever. This is what I am. So I kill again. It's just nature, neither good or bad, it just is. I just am. Or that's what I tell myself. I have to stop this eternal conflict in my mind - because that's what it really could be, eternal. I have to make a choice and stick to it. Do I allow myself to be what I am, dark as that is, Or can I be something else? Can I be human again?

I'm just trying to put these thoughts out of my mind before I meet Seth and his cronies when I hear shouts, screams echoing towards me from an alleyway. Maybe it's the thought of being human that colours my judgement, but I feel sorry for the poor Lyco kneeling there in a pool of his own blood, And I always did hate Seth, so any chance to get one up on him is a good thing in my book. Sneaky, jealous little bastard. But believe me, I didn't go in there trying to be a hero. Like I told Seth, I've got no love for Lyco's, but I guess I've got no problem with them either, because even after they were gone, I couldn't just leave him. He was so pitiful., so naïve, and so alone. A broken man who had lost everything, and yet still managed to retain his humanity. He wasn't exactly coping well, and now here I was telling him that vampires exist, they want to kill him and he has to move on again. I don't know when I first thought it - that maybe here was someone I could get close to without the temptation of his blood. Someone who was as close to human as I could get , who could help me remember what it means to be human. So it wasn't a completely selfless act when I offered to find him a place to stay and a new job. We could help each other. It was, however, a much bigger and more fateful decision than I could ever have guessed.