Chapter 10

Nick's pov

Blood. A small puddle of almost dried blood. That was what was at the end of this extensive path. Its crimson color just stared back at me, the bits that haven't dried yet playing back my reflection.

"I should take a sample and get it back to the lab. I'll make sure no one knows what this is," I said quietly.

Monroe and Rosalee just shared one another's glances as they watched me collect the sample. With me being a cop we always carry some equipment on us at all times. I slowly stood after collecting some of the blood and looked to Monroe. He looked just as upset as I was. The two of them had been extremely helpful these last few days. Rosalee was the one to suggest that we start walking back. The clouds had gotten darker and the wind was adding an extra chill to the air. It was when we reached the parking lot did we finally spilt up. I went back to my car that would get me to the station and Monroe and Rosalee got in his bug that they had driven in together. They would be heading back to the shop to search through some more of the books.

After slamming the door shut and turning on the engine to warm myself up my eyes took a glance at the clock: 2:00 pm. How was it already so late? I pulled out onto the busy road after a minute or two of collecting my thoughts. If this was Juliette's blood who knows how much she could have lost? And how did she get injured in the first place was also a very important question. Then again, this could just be an animal sending my mind on a wild rampage. But for some reason as I drove past the street signs I couldn't help but think that it belonged to Juliette, because if it didn't I would have no other places to look.

Rosalee's pov

I watched as Monroe's eyes glanced around on the road as we drove. The street signs passed quickly as he picked up the speed in his bug. It was a cute little car. I could see my shop up ahead now as we approached. I remembered taking it over just as if it had happened yesterday as Monroe brought the car to a stop. I stepped out of the car and headed to the door, fumbling for the keys inside my pocket. My hands missed the lock several times earning me a worried glance for the Blutbad.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little tired. I guess all of what's gone on lately with Nick and Juliette is finally getting to me."

"Maybe you should rest," he offered as he snatched the keys out of my hands to open the door.

"There's no time for that right now. I've got too much to do," I said quickly.

The door to the shop flew open as he unlocked it with ease. Everything was still the same; the small couch in the corner, the bookshelves up against the walls and the front register towards the back with a few misplaced items scattered on top. I could feel Monroe's eyes on me as I walked around the shop, snatching the keys from his grasp and slipping them back into my jacket as I dropped it on the table.

"You need to sleep," he said abruptly.

My head whipped around to face him when he said this. His face appeared worried, cautious, yet also demanding all at the same time.

"What?" I questioned.

"I said you need to sleep."

"Didn't you hear what I just said? I told you that I have too much work to do," I said releasing a breath.

"I heard what you said," he started honestly, "But did you hear me? You need to sleep."

And with that he walked further into the room and gently pushed my back forward, ushering me to the couch.

"Monroe-" I started.

"Just try and get some sleep. I'll search through the books to see if I can find anything. I just don't want you to get hurt by being over tired," he said with a small smile.

So I slowly laid down on the couch watching as he neatly covered me with a small yet cuddly blanket. My eyes began to droop as I watched him move around the store searching for possible answers. A few minutes had slowly drifted by after that with only the quiet noises of the pages of books being turned to fill the room. Monroe would most likely be thinking I was already asleep. But just as I was about to fall unconscious and drift into a peaceful slumber I felt something graze my forehead: a pair of lips.

"Goodnight, Rosalee."

I heard those quiet whispers escape his mouth just before I was claimed by my dreams.

Nick's pov

It was late. I could tell by the darkness of the windows that the station would be nearly empty. I kept telling myself that as is snuck into our lab ever so quietly and started running the discovered blood. The computer came to life as the blood sample I had found earlier was quickly being processed. I wasn't as afraid of someone finding me in here due to the fact that I am a cop and I am allowed in here; it was someone questioning the sample if they found me in here that set me on edge.

"Match found," the computer stated after a few quiet moments.

My eyes darted to the screen in an instant as the information and picture appeared causing my heart to freeze.

Hey! Sorry about the late update. I hope that this was worth it :) I hope you guys enjoyed it and I wil try to keep updating even though school is starting now. I would love to hear what you guys thought of the chapter! Who's blood do you think it is? Juliette's? Adalind's? Or maybe someone who hasn't even come up yet in this story? Thanks again!