It wasn’t just a cold. It was a body full of aches, gallons of snot, a cough, sneezing, and a sore throat, and an urge to text everyone he knew and tell them that he was never coming back.
Austin heard a tap on the door, then he knew someone was inside.
“Hey, sweetie. I brought you some soup, and tea,” a female voice said at the bottom of the stairs.
Austin couldn’t bring himself out of bed. “Elizabeth. Come upstairs.”
She put the soup in the kitchen and went up to see Austin. He’d all but missed Thanksgiving. It was Sunday afternoon. School started Monday morning.
He’d missed her. They’d hardly been seeing each other. He was teaching, working on his house renovations, and working on the side as a Vampire Hunter.
She had her own business and busy schedule, and she was a Vampire.
It worked. Sort of. He trusted her, most of the time. She didn’t trust him, or at least he didn’t think so. But they were trying.
When Elizabeth arrived in Austin’s bedroom she sat next to him and put a cool hand on his head.
“That feels great,” he whispered.
She kissed his forehead, slipped off her clothes, and crawled into bed with him. He fell asleep wrapped in a warm blanket and a cool Vampire.
Several hours later he woke up feeling great. Elizabeth lay next to him, as quiet as death.
The only thing that hurt was his neck. He saw blood on the pillow. Just a drop but it was enough to know what had happened. She drank his blood. She actually drank her blood. Damn her.
Austin put his hand on Elizabeth’s shoulder. “Wake up. Now.”
She opened her eyes and smiled. “Do you feel better?”
“You bit me. You drank my blood.”
“Yes, I did drink your blood. I did not ask for permission. I just did it. Austin I am a Vampire, and sometimes I do things like that. There is no excuse but I had to.”
“What about Vampire guys? Do you drink their blood?”
“No. I don’t make it a habit. And I’m not seeing any Vampire guys. Just you.”
“You don’t get it do you.”
“No, I don’t”
“You need to get your blood tested. I think it is called a PSA test. It is for prostate cancer. Oh yeah, and please, when you get a chance thank me for taking your nasty cold from you. I felt like shit, death warmed over shit, for about two hours while you slept. I don’t know why you didn’t get a flu shot. I’m not doing this for the flu.”
“PSA test. You can tell if someone has cancer?”
“Do I have cancer?”
“It isn’t like your levels are extra high, but you’re almost forty and there might be something there. You can’t put it off Austin. If you have it the early treatment is uncomfortable but waiting for it to grow and metastasize is horrible. It will be a slow and extremely painful death, and horrible for everyone you love to see you go through it. A few radioactive pellets put in the right place and you’re good to go. And Mr. Happy will stay happy. Done deal.”
“How did you take on my flu? How do you know about my PSA levels?”
“I don’t know. It’s just something I do.”
“If you can heal like that then why aren’t you working in a hospital. Why isn’t every Vampire working in a hospital or medical research?”
“We don’t all heal like that, or at least not all the time. It takes a lot out of us.”
“Can all of you do that?”
“I guess, in varying degrees. I don’t know. Some of us, are better at it, especially if it is someone we care about, or love.”
“Stop. You could tell I was a Vampire. You can see ghosts. Not every can do that, or wants to. I can heal and see potential threats. Not everyone can or wants to do that.”
“Elizabeth, do you realize…”
“Yes, I do. Enough.” She put a finger to his lips. “Enough.”
Later that day, after she’d left, Austin could only feel how wrong it was, and how right. No matter what he was grateful to have a clear nose, and a clear head. Well, maybe a clear head. And more than that, maybe a clear heart as well.
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~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman