Blood Borne Part III

Gabe swore and dropped the basket of blood that he was holding. He’d thought that Jessalyn was psychic, she always seemed to know when things were about to go to hell, but he hadn’t had those thoughts confirmed until he heard her scream in his mind. He needed to get out of there and check to see if she was all right. There had been some weird energy in the air earlier that had set him on edge and now there was this. He knelt to pick up the units of blood and saw Tina, who was working in hematology, staring strangely at him. “Is everything all right Gabe,” she tilted her head and asked him as her sharp green eyes analyzed him.

“Yeah, I just came off the adrenaline rush from that trauma earlier. Jess worked her butt off before I got here and we really weren’t sure that the guy would make it through OR.”

Tina shook her head, setting her ponytail shaking. “Oh Gabe, Jessalynn would hurt you so bad if I told her that you were calling her Jess behind her back.” Gabe smirked as he walked over to the fridge to put away the blood that he’d just checked in. He had of think of a way to get out of here and get to Jess. Suddenly an idea hit him. He doubled over in pain and let out a groan. Tina rushed over to his side and helped him to a sitting position on the floor. Gabe managed a pitiful groan. “Are you sure that you’re all right Gabe?” Tina’s eyes were full of concern.

“Actually, it appears that the sushi that I had before coming in tonight was no good. I think that I need to get home and be near the bathroom all night.”

“You do look a little pale. Go, and I’ll cover for you tonight. Things are uneventful enough. The shooting victim is in recovery and there's plenty of blood set up for him.”

“You’re a doll Tina. I’ll make this up to you when I can.” Gabe shifted to a half-standing pose and stumbled out of the lab. When he was out of sight of everyone, he took off with supernatural speed for the roof, to be able to scan better for that malignant energy that he felt earlier. He had a bad feeling that Jess was in grave danger.

When Gabe got to the roof he ran to the side facing the parking lot. He reached out with his senses and felt a blank spot. Looking down at where he felt the blank spot he just saw a fuzzy blur. He inhaled slowly and smelled a familiar stench. “Guillermo. How many times must I kick his ass before he learns?” Gabe glanced around to make sure that no one was looking, made himself appear as a haze just in case and leaped off the roof in the direction of the blur. He landed on Guillermo’s back and wrenched his head to the side. “Let her go, now!”

Guilllermo dropped Jessalynn as he snarled and elbowed Gabe in the stomach. Gabe grunted but kept his grip on Guillermo’s head, he twisted and Guillermo’s neck snapped. Gabe stepped back, kicking Guillermo in the back and knocking him to the ground. Gabe knelt down on Guillermo’s back, but Guillermo bucked and sent Gabe flying. “Breaking my neck won’t kill me Gabe, you know that. And now you won’t get close enough to kill me. The human is dead anyways.”

Gabe hesitated; Jessalyn was still bleeding from where Guillermo’s fangs had nicked her artery when Gabe had grabbed him. She couldn’t survive much longer at the rate she was bleeding, and no ER doctor would be able to save her. The scent of her blood was intoxicating to him and overpowering his willpower. Without a second thought, he scooped her up, took two running steps and leaped into flight. He had to get Jessalyn home to save her. “Don’t die on me Jess. Please don’t die.”