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I followed it until the end, where I saw a man wearing a headlight, an evil scowl, and purpose in his stance.

“What do you want?” He asked me.

“To bring her back.”

“What are you willing to trade for my efforts?” He smacked his lips and eyed her legs, more interested in them than what I said. His eyes traveled her body as if he was moments from fucking her. His body leaned forward and I wondered if he’d fall on his face.

“What do you want?” I growled, agitated with the arousal I smelled coming from him. Well, that and his stench.

“The blade, her blood, and yours, too.”

“For what?”

“Take it or leave it.” He shrugged and began walking down the tunnel. “You need my help, not the other way around.”

“Okay.” I squinted at the old fool. “Save her and it’s all yours.”

“I can’t guarantee that she’ll live. You’re paying for the attempt.”

“Understood. Let’s just get this over with.” I refused to beg his ass for help. Human, I could kill him easily. I needed him alive and able to do whatever it was that he did.

The doctor took me to an area where I laid her down. He disappeared and came back shortly after with vials of stuff and a bag. He stroked up the outside of her leg and down the inside of her leg and I glared at him.

“Keep your hands off her.” I hissed.

“Impossible. Remember, you need me.”

He moved the blade from her chest and poured the liquid into her wound. Then he poured something that looked like blood into her mouth. He produced a needle and measured something from a bottle that resembled insulin. He inserted it into her arm and emptied the contents into her. Putting the rest of his things back into his sack, he closed his bag. He used the blade that pierced her chest to cut his hand. He let the blood fall into her mouth and I swallowed to fight the hunger he was stirring.

“Easy, bloodsucker. I’m not on the menu.”

“Hurry,” I warned him.

He listened to her chest, and his lips curled up into a smile. “If she makes it through the day, give her this syringe. I don’t know what side effects she’ll have, but I think she’ll live. If she doesn’t, holler for me and I’ll take her off your hands.” He stood up and made his way down the tunnel until I couldn’t see him anymore. “You can stay until daylight, but then I need you both gone. This isn’t a hotel.”

He came back with empty jars and filled them halfway with blood from each of us. He’d already taken the blade. Now all I could do was sit and wait.

* * *

Zendaya stirred hours later. Looking around, she seemed different. She still had her long dark hair, but the vibrance she once had as a vampire was gone. She was human. I could smell it on her. She made my mouth water. I could hear the blood pumping through her veins, and I couldn’t stop watching the vein in her neck.

“Zendaya?”

“Renee.” She rebutted.

Whatever.

“How are you feeling?” I asked.

“Groggy. Tired. What’s happening? Where are we?” She was also sweaty and needed a shower. Pasty. Her scent was… different.

“She’s awake.”

I turned in the doctor's direction and sighed. “Yeah.” I’d heard him coming.

“I’d like to examine her.” He came over and I moved back so I could watch him. He tested her temperature, pulse, and when his hands moved to her breasts, I growled.

“Watch it.”

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