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Sheldon returned in short order Rapping his knuckles on the front door, he let hi a cooler and a duffle bag

Jenna’s stos of blood

"You’ve got to be kiddingto drink that?"

"No"

While Jenna watched in silence, Sheldon set up an IV and began siphoning blood into Richart’s vein

"Why don’t you justuse his fangs?" she asked

Sheldon gently peeled back Richart’s upper lip enough to show her that he no longer sported fangs "Can’t use them if they aren’t there"

A frown creased John’s face as Sheldon exchanged the already eer for those bags to empty?"

"Honestly?" Sheldon put the e back in the cooler "I’ve never done this before, so I don’t know"

Jenna stared at Richart, willing hi "Has this never happened before?"

"The injuries or the not waking up thing?"

"Both"

Sheldon sat in the chair John had carried in earlier from the breakfast nook "He’s been injured like this, but"

"He didn’t lose consciousness?"

"No"

"What’s different this tied a hand down over his face "I shouldn’t be telling you any of this"

"No," she agreed "Richart should But he can’t So I need you to do it for hied"

"Who’s we?"

"That one would take too long to explain"

John’s frown deepened "Vaed?"

"He isn’t--" Sheldon broke off, s affected hiallons of vodka and sed four bottles of sleeping pills, nothing would happen He wouldn’t get drunk He wouldn’t get loopy He wouldn’t get sleepy And he sure as hell wouldn’t die He would feel exactly the same afterward as he did before He would just need a little blood to replace what he lost while his body repaired the daht" He shook his head "He was hit with several darts carrying an unknown substance The others hit with the sa why that surprised her

"Yes They were transfused hours ago, right after it happened, and should have awoken immediately, but"

"What?" she asked

"They haven’t stirred This drug is so we’ve never encountered before We don’t know if it was a tranquilizer, a poison, or what We don’t knohy it affects the else does Andwe don’t kno to help the you don’t know if Richart is going to wake up?"

"He will," Sheldon said, voice filled with deter with another full one

"Are you really his nephew?" she asked Richart had withheld a lot of inforh I may as well be He treats me like family because I’reat-I-don’t-kno-randfather and was like a brother to hiriivehow to keep e"

No wonder Richart hadn’t cared about the age difference He hed his ass off when she had asked him if it bothered him that she was older than hie he had peered under earlier The wound it covered shrank as they watched, dwindling to nothing as the bruise around it faded

John , Sheldon systees

Had Jenna not seen the wounds with her own eyes, she would have never known Richart had been injured

Sheldon retook his seat and caught Jenna’s eye "I hope you’ll cut hi this part of his life from you"