Vital Signs


How did she do it?

I look down at my hands, watching them mindlessly.

How could she be human again? What did she do? She must have done something. But what is it? I know a lot about vampires and vampire mythology, and I've never heard of anything like this ever happening before. Vampires don't become human, ever. So what could she have done that made it happen? She obviously doesn't remember what happened, or at least she's claiming not to know. So if I asked her there's probably no way she'd give me what I want. Then again, she seems like the stupid and naive person she used to be before becoming a vampire. Maybe I could get it out of her.

But maybe I don't have to. The one thing she was obsessed with as a vampire was me. That's obvious given my lack of enough blood to function right now. Could I be the one who made it happen? How? Why? What? I've never been able to do anything like that before. Then again, I never encountered many vampires who tortured me and bit me as much as she did. Is this something that I can do? Why now? What made it happen now? Can I do it again? How do I do it? Should I even do it?

Is it just vampires? I may not be able to test it until I get out of here. Vampires don't usually hang out in hospitals, unless I could get the idiot to bring one in or something. He'd probably do it too. He's just dumb enough to be curious about what it would do to vampires. I bet all I'd have to do is ask and he'd bring one right in for me. That would be stupid though until I actually know what it is that made it happen. It might not have even been me. Trying to take on a vampire with no actual powers would be stupid, and it would be even dumber if I did it and I didn't know how the powers worked.

Better to test them first... but how?

The door opens and a blonde nurse walks in.

"Hey there, I'm just going to check your vitals."

That's not the only thing I'd like you to check.

I can't help but look her over as she comes up to my hospital bed and starts playing with the IVs and monitors, writing stuff on a clipboard.

At least I got a hot nurse to take care of me while I'm here. That's something.

She leans forward to check one of the monitors and I can't help but notice the rather nice valley in between the opening on her shirt.

A really nice something actually.

Again I look her over.

Although she's not exactly as hot as she could be. I think she'd look much hotter as a redhead.

The nurse starts to look at the needle in my arm and the leather straps around my wrists.

"How are you feeling?"

"Pretty good."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah..."

"You weren't feel very well the last time I was in."

"When were you in last time? While I was sleeping?"

"Yes..."

"Well I didn't see you then."

She looks at me for a second, a smile slightly appearing on her face before she covers it up and goes back to what she's doing.

"I suppose not."

"I'm definitely feeling much better now that I have."

"That's very nice of you to say."

She starts to change out my IV, a little blood escaping my arm where the needle goes in, which she cleans up.

"It's true. How could I not with such a hottie looking after me?"

"Sounds like I'll have to be keeping an eye on you."

That makes me smile as I watch her work.

"I'll definitely be doing that to you. Although, can I make a suggestion?"

"What's that?"

"You should be a redhead. I think you'd look better with red hair."

Suddenly, her hair goes from blonde to red right in front of me.

"What are you talking about?"

What the hell?

"Sorry, what?"

"I asked what you were talking about. I've always been a redhead."

What? No... that...

"You... always?"

"You didn't notice?"

She shows me her hair which is clearly red.

It doesn't even look dyed or anything. What's going on?

"You don't... dye your hair or anything do you?"

"Nope... just always been a redhead."

That... doesn't make any sense. She used to be a blonde. I'm sure of it.

"Anyway, it looks like you're really starting to heal nicely. Get some rest."

Could this be...

I look down at my hands as she leaves.

Did I do something? Is this part of whatever happened to Sarah? Some kind of side effect? Or is it something I can do and I just didn't know it?

I close my eyes to try to be calm.

I wish I had some vodka.

Opening my eyes, I look around as nothing vodka related seems to appear. I try to get up but the leather straps around my wrists stops me.

"Damn it... I don't need to be tied down like this."

Again nothing happens and the leather straps don't go anywhere.

What the hell is going on?

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