I sat waiting with Godric. I was in that stupid medical dress. The doctor was back checking all the tests he put me though. Godric was very impatient.

He sat with his arms crossed and one foot tapping far too fast to be human on the floor. Godric only stared at the door waiting for the doctor to come through with the results.

"I hate how long he's taking," Godric said aggravated.

The blood he gave me didn't work earlier. After I was done wheezing at the toilet he opened up his wrist for me. The moment his blood touched my lips, my stomach recoiled again and I coughed up more. Godric was shocked that a human rejected his blood. That's when I said for us to go to a doctor.

My lungs were still inflamed as I sat there. My stomach wasn't much happier either since it was empty. They pumped my stomach as one of the tests to see what I had been eating.

He entered the room then. His face was still buried in the results as he read them. He sat at his desk in front of a computer screen. I waited patiently for him while Godric sat at the edge of his seat ready to attack.

The doctor sighed, "Yes, she is dying."

My heart sank. So I truly was going to die before I could meet Eric's bargain.

"You can't be serious," Godric whispered harshly.

"Do you really want to know how serious I am?" he asked making eye contact.

Godric was silent… waiting.

"She has a form of tuberculosis," he said glancing over at me. "But it's not the normal kind."

"Which kind is it then?" Godric asked through his teeth.

His fangs weren't out yet, but I did fear for the doctor's life.

"Her kidney's can't filter properly, because they are overflowing with your blood," the doctor said looking directly into Godric's eyes.

"Overflowing?" I asked.

The doctor glanced up at me then back to Godric, "You've given her so much of your blood that her body doesn't know what to do with it anymore."

My eyebrows came together. What?

"How often do you give her your blood? And how much of it?" he asked.

"Whenever she needs it to survive at any amount necessary," Godric breathed.

The doctor nodded, "That's you're problem. You've given her too much."

"How is that possible? I'm not the only one that drinks vampire blood out there," I said.

"Yes," he said. "But his blood is much older than most vampires out there. The older the blood the harder it is for the human body to digest. You're kidney's used to know how to filter the thick vampire blood but now since they're overflowing they can't perform anymore."

"So, what's it doing in my lungs?" I asked.

"Because it has no where else to go," he answered. "Your kidney's are full of it, you're liver is almost done, so it moved to your lungs to fill up."

"Is this… common?" I asked.

"I've seen one other like it," he answered. "But not as severe as yours."

"So, we do a kidney and liver transplant, no big deal," I said looking over at Godric.

"Let me repeat myself, you have vampire blood oozing out of your vital organs, a transplant is impossible due to the amount of access blood," he said looking at his paper work.

"The vampire blood surrounding them won't let me cut into them, I've tried before, the blood acts as a barrier inside and that's how you heal so quickly. If I did try to cut them, I'd be cutting through them for the rest of my life trying to break it off," he explained running his hands through his hair.

"How much time does she have?" Godric asked.

"At this rate… a month to a month and a half," he said closing the file.

"To live?" I asked shocked.

"Is there any way to prolong it?" Godric asked.

"Don't give her any more blood, obviously. And try to keep her heart rate calm," he answered. "Accelerated heart rate means breathing harder which leads to the coughing."

"So that's it then?" I asked. "I die in a month and a half."

"What if I turned her?" Godric asked plainly.

"Godric!" I exclaimed. How could he even bring up the subject?

The doctor sighed, "I really don't know what that would do to her. Either it would clean her out or it would stay the same as she lived as a vampire; forever coughing up blood."

"Godric," I started easy. "The Magister practically forbade you from turning me. Even the thought of it-"

"I am much older than he is. I could pick off his limbs for sport if he tried to stop me from doing as I wished," Godric interrupted.

"Anything else?" the doctor asked.

"Is there anything she can take to stop the inflammation of her lungs?" Godric asked.

"You really want her taking pills with vampire blood running through her?" the doctor asked. "With her petite frame, I would barely suggest letting her eat anything."

So, if I did try to eat something, my liver and kidneys would have an even harder time digesting the blood with food to work on.

Words wouldn't come out I was so shocked.

Godric looked from the doctor to me. His gaze was blank but I could see the blood watering up his eyes. He truly was attached to me…

The doctor left us in peace. I changed back into my usual attire. Godric was silent as we walked out. The blood was still just about to flow over his eyelid as we exited the building.

He grove us home that way. Just staring into the distance with a small line of red outlining his lower eyelid. He was very silent. He didn't sigh breathe, and even his clothes didn't make a noise. I wanted to say something but I knew it would only send him over the edge of emotion if I did.

We pulled into the driveway. Godric turned off the engine sitting in the silence. I got out of the car slowly in case he wanted to say something. I closed the door on him and walked up to the house. I turned back to see him with the same expression on his face before I reached for the door knob.

"What did you do to him?" a voice asked me.

I yelped out as my powerful visitor pushed me against the house stabilizing me.

"Nothing," I whimpered letting a single tear roll down my face.

"I don't believe you," Eric said through his fangs. "Tell me!"

My heart rate was up. My breathing was heavy. I coughed out letting the blood squirt in his face. He released me.

"Perfect," Eric said sternly cleaning off his face. "You're dying."

"He's just… concerned," I said cranking my neck to see him.

"You think that's concern?" Eric asked angrily forcing me to look at the car. "He's in shock for the first time in over two thousand years! Hell, I even attacked you and he didn't even get out of his car to tell me to back off!"

"I'm sorry, Eric," I said covering my face with my hands.

He released me letting me hunch over, "Words won't fix this."

"There's nothing I can do," I said glancing back up. "Even the doctor said I was going to die very soon now."

"And when you die, he'll die," Eric said walking up to my side. "So you'd better find a way to cure yourself or I'll turn you into a vampire myself."

"And what about our earlier deal?" I asked sobbing.

"As long as you are my progeny I can choose to kill you off whenever I feel that Godric has tired of you," Eric answered looking down at me. "Congratulations, you just bought yourself three hundred more years of time."

"What if I don't wanna be a vampire?" I asked as Eric turned from me.

"Well, you don't have much of a choice now do you?" he asked.

"What? How do I not-"

"I can feel his agony!" Eric yelled out. "He plans to turn you before this… sickness claims you. Whether or not he goes through with it is a mystery to me. If he chooses not to, it's my job now to do it myself to keep him happy for a few hundred more years."

I was drowning in my tears now.

"Then, when he's grown tired of you, which he will, I'll release you from my grasp as your maker and then I'll kill you," Eric explained in detail. "Killing off his attachment and returning him to the Godric he deserves to be."

Death was in all three corners of my life. Live as a human and die from the vampire blood within me. Be turned into a vampire by Eric and be killed off within the first few hundred years of my new life. Be turned into a vampire by Godric and have the possibility of continuing to cough up blood until I could no longer take the pain.

"When will your jealousy end?" I asked. "Why do you hate me for being with Godric?"

I made Godric happy from what I thought. I made him laugh which was a form of happiness, right? Godric did enjoy my company and not just for my blood anymore. Now he wanted me as a whole. Even in his current state of shock all he wanted was for me to live.

It seemed the closer I came to Godric the closer I came to death. He was the reason why I was in my current state but I did not blame him for it; neither of us knew. The more Godric wanted me the more Eric hated me. It seemed that last night was the biggest step in both directions. Loved by one and hated by the other. The world to one the envy of another.

"When your six feet under or staked through the heart," Eric said walking away. "I hate you because you have replaced me."

I saw no end to my misery. Yet still I stayed with Godric. I had nothing outside of Godric. No home, no family, no happiness. If I ever parted from him my life would be the definition of agony. And I would not live long enough to even sample it.

Correction, death is in four corners.

Bit I was confident that somehow, everything would work out… eventually.