(A/N: I don't own My Babysitter's a Vampire. It's a little late but late is better than never. Enjoy)
Benny's POV
I'm beginning to worry about Erica, since the morning sickness began she has grown very weak. She can barely move without getting tired, her movements are slow and restricted, her skin is pale. I need to find out what is wrong with her because I just can't lose her, not now, not ever. Ethan, Grandma and I are meeting the the basement to discuss the matter but this only makes me nervous, the fact that they don't want Erica to know about this meeting is a very bad sign. I arrive in the basement to see Grandma pacing around the room while Ethan swings on his chair, nervously chewing his fingernails.
"Benny, there you are. Please take a seat" Grandma states, pointing to a chair opposite Ethan.
"What's wrong with Erica?" I question, bluntly as I slide onto the chair. I see Grandma and Ethan exchange a worried glance before turning back to me.
"Benny...Erica's life force is barely enough to sustain her, let alone another person" Ethan mumbles, barely above a whisper as he searches my face for a reaction. I just stare back, blankly with no idea what he is talking about.
"So...what does that mean?" I enquire, my vision focused on Ethan.
"How do I explain this? Um...all living things have a life force, even vampires...however some beings have more life force than others, for example vampires have very little as we aren't actually alive anymore (A/N: Ethan is a vampire in this story for those of you who haven't read the prequel) so it means that we have barely enough to survive, that's why Erica is so weak"
Ethan explains, refusing to make eye contact with me.
"Wait...so does that mean that the baby is killing Erica?" I ask but I already know the answer, I just want to hear it from Ethan.
"Yes, it is but there is one way to save her" Ethan replies, quietly.
"Well then what are you waiting for? Do it!" I desperately exclaim, confused as to why they haven't tried it already.
"The foetus must feed from another life force until it can create it's own but not just any life force, it must be the life force of one of its parents and Erica's clearly isn't enough" Grandma announces, her face almost as pale as Erica's was when I checked on her earlier.
"Ok well then it can have some of mine, how do I transfer it?" I ask, eager to save Erica.
"Benny, it isn't that simple...the process of life energy transfer is very dangerous, if done incorrectly you could die. We need to take some of your blood and then perform a ritual using dark magic, eventually Erica must drink it in order for the energy to pass from you to her..." Ethan trails off as if in deep thought.
"But the incantations are very similar to a death curse, one slip of the tongue and you could die instantly" Grandma sighs, shaking her head in pity.
"I don't care if it's dangerous, I would do anything to save Erica...I want you to give her some of my life force" I stammer, barely able to pronounce the words as I feel the fear and adrenalin coursing through my veins. I jump on to the table in the centre of the room, removing my shirt in the process. Grandma pulls out a dusty, old box from a cabinet and opens it to reveal a shiny object that catches the light, temporarily blinding me but when she draws closer I notice that it is an empty syringe. Ethan wipes the inside of my elbow with an antiseptic before stepping back to allow my Grandmother reach me. I feel the cool metal of the needle pierce my skin and know that the extraction has begun. Five minutes pass before I feel the needle withdrawn from my arm and see Grandma shuffle over to her desk which Ethan has ladened with magical ingredients. I hear Grandma begin to mutter weird incantations while adding different ingredients, I feel my eyelids growing heavy as if lined with lead and then darkness...