Selene woke up, overjoyed to find Michael once again at her side.

"Michael!" He leaned over and kissed her, and Selene was able to suppress a flinch that seemed to come instinctively.

He pulled away, and said, "Oh, God, Selene, I'm so sorry. By the time I got back, it was already halfway through your surgery."

Selene patted his shoulder, and was pleasantly shocked to find that she could feel him with her new hand. "It's fine," she said, and meant it.

He smiled. "Damien said that you were nervous."

"Yeah, I was," she admitted.

Michael sat there, wondering what to ask next. "How did this work? The surgery, I mean."

Adam walked in.

"Ah, just in time, Adam. Michael was just wondering about the technical side of this surgery."

Adam smiled and sat down. He took off his glasses and rested them on a table. Selene always thought he looked like a nerdier Wentworth Miller, with more hair, of course.

"Well, it's actually quite simple. We took Selene's blood cell – one from her hand that she donated – and cloned it. When it was done growing, I was afraid that it would start to die or decompose, since it wasn't attached to any living tissue. But I ran tests after your surgery on your whole body, and everything's healthy." Adam smiled. "Just be sure to drink plenty of blood – vampiric blood."

Michael frowned. "Why vampire blood specifically?"

Adam's brow wrinkled. "You do realize that Selene's still technically a vampire, right? Her blood hasn't been tainted by the Lycan strain. She does have Corvinus blood in her, but she's still just vampire, just as much as I am."

"Oh," Michael replied. He had to say that he was shocked when he found out that Adam had been turned into a vampire.

After he had called the cops on him, Adam's life returned to normal – for a couple of days, at least. Then Erika had come along, spotting him walking one night, liked him as eye candy, and bit him, wanting to lick his lollipop for an eternity. But she was so pushy that it scared Adam into running away (after all, who wouldn't? Kraven basically did the same thing.), right to into the welcoming arms of the Stealth Shooters. It was Michael and Selene's final decision to make him the official, go-to medic of their team. Adam's been content with doing what he'd set out to do for all of his immortal life since.

Leon walked in. He strolled over to Selene. "And how's our handy Selly doing?"

Selene rolled her eyes at the horrible pun. "Tell me why you didn't go into comedy again?"

He playfully squeezed her hand, and she squeezed back. He looked up at Michael. "Hey, Mike. Can I talk to you outside?"

Michael reluctantly agreed, planting a long kiss on Selene's lips. When the two of them walked out, Adam had an amused look on his face.

"What are you smiling at?" Selene asked the 200-year-old vampire.

"Those two are having quite the pissing contest."

"They both know who I'm in love with," Selene said, although it rang with uncertainty.

Adam nodded, unconvinced. "Do you know?"

"Yes: Michael," Selene said. Except for the fact that I flinch every time he comes near me…

Outside, Michael and Leon weren't having a very pleasant conversation.

"Look," Michael began, his voice sharp and edgy. "Selene is mine. And just because we may be going through a rough patch doesn't mean anything."

"No, you look," Leon fired back, although his voice was much more calm than Michael's. "I'm not here to take her away from you. I missed my chance, and I can tell by the way she looks at you that there's no chance in hell or heaven that she's coming back to me. I don't think I'd want her anyway, coz she's always gonna be in love with you."

Michael couldn't say anything back.

Leon stepped forward, more relaxed. "Look, you're a nice guy. I get that. Every person here on your team, vampire or Lycan, has respect for you that I don't think even Viktor could've ever matched. You're supposed to be even-tempered, open, and a cool guy. Damien says that you're fine with the way he jokingly flirts with Selene. Why can't you be the same way with me? I'm just doing the same thing."

Adam walked out of the room, and down the hall.

Michael answered, "I guess it's because you and her have such a history. I mean, you were there when her family died. You were there when they found the Americas, for the love of God. You even… she lost her virginity to you. So, I mean, you can see why I'm threatened, right?"

Leon nodded. "I do. But it's all in the past now."

Michael visibly relaxed.

Leon relaxed even more, now. "I mean, so what's a couple of kisses mean?"

And then Michael exploded. It was like his blood was boiling and he had such a weight built up in him, like his soul needed to escape in a burst of energy that he just needed to scream – or roar. He lost all control, even though he tried to maintain it.

"You did what?"

Leon backed up, taking three huge steps. "Uh… nothing?" Yeah, right.

Michael grabbed Leon by the collar and flung him into the wall. "You fucking kissed her?" He punched Leon smack in the nose. "Huh? You kissed her? Did ya?"

Michael began taking swings at him, whether they were wild or right on target.

Selene came running out, and immediately regretted it. "Michael! Stop!"

Michael dropped Leon to the ground, and Leon was now bleeding in several areas on his face.

"You slut," he growled, now transforming and facing Selene.

Selene was panicking now, something she never did. "Michael, it wasn't anything, please."

He slammed her into the wall. He roared at her, and Selene knew it was too late. There was no reasoning with him; she'd just have to find a way to fight him and knock him unconscious.

Michael picked her up off the floor, and Selene punched him in the face. She wasn't sure how long she could last these days – hopefully long enough to get him to stop attacking her. She tripped him, then ran for the medical room she had just come out of.

Michael seemed to know what she was trying to do and slammed her through another wall, into another empty medical room.

She blocked a few more of his attacks, two to the chest and one for the head. She dodged a tackle from him, and when he dove at her again, she grabbed him by the throat, like she had the night they'd first met.

This time, however, Michael brought his arm up and slashed her across her face with his nails. Selene dropped him, but Michael brought both his hands up, and shoved her through a bed, snapping it in half.

Selene could feel herself tiring out, but refused to let herself conk out. She grabbed one half of the bed and slammed it on Michael's head. He hissed at her in fury, and grabbed her by the arm, flinging her into the ceiling with all his might. Selene heard ringing in her ears as gravity plunged her in the floor.

Michael picked her up again by the back of her shirt, and through her through the whole that he had created in the wall, and she wound up in her original medical room.

Selene spotted the tranquilizers, which were kept there if a Lycan was raging uncontrollably from pain, and she shot the gun (which was always loaded) at Michael – three times.

He finally collapsed, slowly regressing back to his human form.

A/N:

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Leon had run off to get some help during this whole ordeal, but Selene wished that he was there with her, just to hold her.