As he had fed his arms had wrapped around her to hold her to him. Each second, each drop of blood he gained from her made him stronger. As the confusion and the day caught up with her he could feel her passing out and held her close to him. Her weight was nothing now he could hold her for as long as she needed him to. Slowly he pulled his fangs from her neck, his tongue gently probing the wound making it heal faster then it would have. By the time she woke up they would not even be scabbed over.

He lowered her to the bed as he sorted through everything, he was going to need her help tonight. Bending down he gently places a kiss on her forehead as he brushed away the hair. As she lay there he could see her as female not as the man she pretended. “thank you for trusting me.” He sat down next to her on the bed slowly running his fingers through her hair. Some little part of him still whispered that she would leave him as soon as she was awake but he was not that worried about it.

Another gasp as pain shot through him again from Lewis, he blocked it from her. He did not want to disturb her to much with the pain for the moment and he could handle this. Lewis must have been in pain all day for Vincent to have been that hungry. They were going to have to find him within the night or she was going to have to move him to the stock yards before he woke the next night. She could not take another feeding like that in so close a time.

Reaching into is pocket he pulled out a small bottle of dark brown things, juniper berries. He had found he liked carrying these around better then smelling salts and they worked just as well. Pulling out two off them he broke them under her nose to wake her up. another wave of pain lanced through him and he knew that this suit was not going to be wearable once this was over. Again he could feel and smell the blood from the wound that opened on his back. “damn them their using the Cat.” He was referring to the cat o nine tails.