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-Jesse

"What?" I snarled, leaning as far away from him as the car would allow, as if he were a disease. He kept looking out the window, and he was fidgeting, like he was nervous, or scared. Good. Be scared. I snarled at him in his mind. He turned to look at me, but his eyes never once rested on mine.

"What?" I snarled again, nearly shaking with anger. His eyes finally met mine, and they were terrified. He was ashamed of it.

"I'm so sorry." He told me, and I resisted the urge to smack him.

"You think I give a shit if you tell me you're sorry?" I nearly screamed at him. He cringed away from me, nearly driving us off the road.

"I told her! So many times!" He nearly screamed back. I looked into the backseat, and saw that Jez had nearly collapsed on the seat, a stupid grin on her face, eyes closed. Kevin looked back at her too, and then stomped on the gas, swerving around the car in front of him.

"Watch out!" I screamed as we missed the oncoming semi by mere feet. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I screamed in his face. My heart was beating a mile a minute, and my eyes were wide with fear and anger. He scowled at me, staring me full in the face.

"She's crashing. I need to get her to Jane." He growled, screaming past another car. I snarled at him.

"Why Jane? Talk to me Kevin!" I screamed at him. My voice was getting hoarse; I was going to be in tough shape for school tomorrow.

Please, please, please…… I suddenly heard Kevin think. The thought was so desperate; it washed every bit of anger away. I shook my head, trying to clear it. I could feel everything that he was feeling. The confusion, the anger, the sense of hopelessness.

"Kevin, calm down. You're projecting your thoughts." I told him. I wished I could take my own advice.

"Speak for yourself Jesse." He growled. My mouth fell open, and I quickly tried to cover my thoughts. Kevin laughed, a nervous sound.

"Nice try." He told me, chuckling still. I shook my head, and then returned to the subject.

"Why Jane? What can she do for Jez?" I asked again, staring Kevin in the face, because he wouldn't look at me. He kept his eyes on the road, only glancing at me.

"Jane is………gifted." He said, seeming to struggle for the right words. "She can……" He thought for a moment. "She can…heal people. Vampires, in particular. She doesn't exactly know how she does it, just that she can." He couldn't seem to come up with a better explanation. I sighed, and then leaned back into the seat, closing my eyes.

"Is she going to be okay?" I whispered. I was too tired to be angry any longer. And now that I thought about it, I hadn't fed in over twenty hours. The dry burn in my throat was like a wild fire, burning out of control. I tried to swallow past it, with little success. Kevin glanced over at me, and the big brother look had returned.

"You haven't fed." He said, sighing, and it almost sounded like he was disappointed.

"I already have a father Kevin, but thanks anyway." I hissed at him. He glared at me, but his eyes were staring at my throat. I moved, and his eyes followed. "What the hell?" I muttered. Kevin closed his eyes, and shook his head.

"We have to get Jez to Jane." He whispered, and then he stomped on the gas, and away we went.