> Not-Claire/Marcus howled in outrage, the sound itself sending what
vampires
> that were still there both scrambling to get away as he was turned into a
> fiery tower of death and to try and strike out at the ones that had hurt
> their clan member.
>
> One such vampire caught Derek in a vicious swipe, long nails catching him
in
> his left arm before moving ahead to try and grab the two men that had
> escaped before him.
>
Derek winced, but only slightly as the dagger like claws dug into his flesh.
The fire thrower was pretty well out of amunition by this point. So he
lunged forward striking the vampire hard at the base of his neck, as the man
stumbled, Derek pulled out a dagger and stabbed him in the heart. The
motion made the cuts on his arm sting terribly, but he did it with as much
force as possible, suddenly wishing he'd kept teh sward and given this to
Julia instead. A sword would have been much quicker easier and cleaner.
> * * * * * *
> The House....
>
> She hadn't even realized she had dozed off but one minute she was sitting
on
> the couch, almost huddled, and the next she was waking up with a start and
> looking around, Derek's name on her lips.
>
> Something had happened.
>
> She stood up, the blanket half on her shoulders and half off, as she left
> the office and started toward and down the stairs. Jonathan met her
before
> she could start down to the first floor to bring her up to date, his gaze
> concerned at her state but knowing she needed to know.
>
> "Sloan and Mrs. Rayne are here and I just got a call from the hospital.
> Father Philip Callahan has been checked in but is doing all right. Ms
Adams
> is with him and will most likely be there for a while with giving
statements
> and waiting for Philip to be checked out.
>
> Great... just great.
>
> "Okay, well go ahead and send someone to go pick them up. Wait for
however
> long they need to until Philip's checked out, and then have them brought
> back here," Julia instructed, drawing the blanket closer about her as she
> mentally groaned at the mention of the two arrivals. Of all the days for
> this to happen...
>
> "You need to take your vitamin too." Jonathan reminded her gently.
>
> Julia looked at him, voice quiet and eyes troubled "I need Derek back home
> and safe."
>
>
> Sloan had heard voices and excused himself to go see who it was, only to
> look up at the stairwell and see none other than someone that looked
exactly
> like Julia Walker.
>
> And she was giving instructions about Legacy members to Jonathan. He
> couldn't hide the grimace from his expression.
>
> It was just then that Julia looked downstairs, knowing it would be best if
> she took the vitamin instead of skipping it. She saw the expression and
> mentally clenched her teeth together as Jonathan walked with her. She
still
> had the uneasy feeling something had happened and had to keep from looking
> at the door much less charge through it and go back to the cemetery.
>
> Come on Derek, she thought, come home. Please come home.
>
> "Julia." Sloan spoke her name once she reached the first floor, eyes
taking
> her in and an eyebrow raising as he took in the blanket about her
shoulders
> "Not feeling well?"
>
> She looked at Jonathan and gave him a nod to get him started on taking
care
> of Kristen and Philip. Then she turned to greet Sloan "William. I kind
of
> figured you'd be popping your mug around here soon. Nice to know you
don't
> disappoint."
>
> She turned toward the kitchen and then in, Sloan following with a wry but
> distant chuckle. Julia went to the frig, got some milk and a vitamin and
> then took it, taking care not to give Sloan a clear view of what it was
> before she tucked it back in and closed the door and turn back toward him,
> milk in hand and blanket around shoulders and gaze determined.
>
"Have you seena doctor," Sloan asked her curiously. She didn't look well.
Of course, she looked better than dead, but coming back to life often took a
toll on the body.
