Bonnie stared upset at Caroline, when a shadow came over them.
“Can I join you, girls?” Keith asked. Caroline looked up and recognized him. “This is kind of private” she said sharp.
Keith raised his hands. “Hey, if this is about bloodsuckers and moonwalkers and wicked witches, I know all about it” he said with a wink.
Caroline quickly turned to Bonnie. “You told him?”
“He already knew” Bonnie sighed.
Caroline looked back at Keith. “Well, it’s not about that, but it’s still private”
“No, Caroline, it’s okay. Keith’s the only friend I have in here” Bonnie said. “He can know” She sniffed and dried her eyes. Then she lifted up her chin. “Our best friend is sick. She has blood cancer”
Keith gasped and covered his mouth. “I’m so sorry” he said shocked. “That’s terrible. Seriously, if there’s anything I can do…”
“Yeah, not to be rude or anything” Caroline said. “But I don’t think you’ll be of much help, being locked up and all”
“Why can’t you give her some of your blood?” Keith suggested. “Vampire blood heals”
Caroline shook her head. “It doesn’t work that way. Vampire blood heals cuts and injuries, but no diseases”
“Well, you’re a witch!” Keith exclaimed. Bonnie looked around scared to see if anyone had caught the last word. “I’m sorry” he lowered his voice. “You’re a witch, can’t you do some juju on her?”
Bonnie heavily shook her head. “No” she said. “No, I told you, they’ve cut me off. I’m powerless”
“So, we’re just going to mope here?” Keith asked.
“Wait” Bonnie said. “I’m not powerless. At least not completely” She looked up at Caroline. “You have a pen and paper?”
Caroline searched through her handbag and gave Bonnie what she asked for. Bonnie quickly scribbled something down and gave the notebook back to Caroline.
“You want me to go get some herbs?” Caroline asked frowning.
“Yes, and when you have them come straight back to me” Bonnie said sharp.
“Okay” Caroline said and she dashed away.
“Can I join you, girls?” Keith asked. Caroline looked up and recognized him. “This is kind of private” she said sharp.
Keith raised his hands. “Hey, if this is about bloodsuckers and moonwalkers and wicked witches, I know all about it” he said with a wink.
Caroline quickly turned to Bonnie. “You told him?”
“He already knew” Bonnie sighed.
Caroline looked back at Keith. “Well, it’s not about that, but it’s still private”
“No, Caroline, it’s okay. Keith’s the only friend I have in here” Bonnie said. “He can know” She sniffed and dried her eyes. Then she lifted up her chin. “Our best friend is sick. She has blood cancer”
Keith gasped and covered his mouth. “I’m so sorry” he said shocked. “That’s terrible. Seriously, if there’s anything I can do…”
“Yeah, not to be rude or anything” Caroline said. “But I don’t think you’ll be of much help, being locked up and all”
“Why can’t you give her some of your blood?” Keith suggested. “Vampire blood heals”
Caroline shook her head. “It doesn’t work that way. Vampire blood heals cuts and injuries, but no diseases”
“Well, you’re a witch!” Keith exclaimed. Bonnie looked around scared to see if anyone had caught the last word. “I’m sorry” he lowered his voice. “You’re a witch, can’t you do some juju on her?”
Bonnie heavily shook her head. “No” she said. “No, I told you, they’ve cut me off. I’m powerless”
“So, we’re just going to mope here?” Keith asked.
“Wait” Bonnie said. “I’m not powerless. At least not completely” She looked up at Caroline. “You have a pen and paper?”
Caroline searched through her handbag and gave Bonnie what she asked for. Bonnie quickly scribbled something down and gave the notebook back to Caroline.
“You want me to go get some herbs?” Caroline asked frowning.
“Yes, and when you have them come straight back to me” Bonnie said sharp.
“Okay” Caroline said and she dashed away.
Sam was waiting in line in a local snack bar. While he was waiting he watched the news, airing on a flat screen television, hanging on the ceiling.
“The thirty-five year old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of Castle Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam said fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean said disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean said and Sam heard him lock the door.
“The thirty-five year old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of Castle Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam said fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean said disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean said and Sam heard him lock the door.
“Daphne? It’s time to let me go” Martin said soft.
Daphne lifted her head and stared at him with wet and bloodshot eyes. “How? I can’t”
“It’s time for me to move on” Martin said. “I’ve been wandering around for too long. I’m done here. If I stay much longer, I could turn into a vengeful spirit”
Daphne shook her head. “I don’t believe that”
“You didn’t believe I would show up in the first place, either” Martin pointed out.
Daphne pulled her shoulders. “How do I let you go? Aren’t you supposed to walk into the light or something?”
Martin laughed. “Not exactly. You have to salt and burn my bones”
“So I need to go to the cemetery?” Daphne asked.
“No. That grave is empty” Martin said bitter.
“Then where are your bones?” Daphne asked nervous.
“You’re standing on them” Martin answered.
Daphne lifted her head and stared at him with wet and bloodshot eyes. “How? I can’t”
“It’s time for me to move on” Martin said. “I’ve been wandering around for too long. I’m done here. If I stay much longer, I could turn into a vengeful spirit”
Daphne shook her head. “I don’t believe that”
“You didn’t believe I would show up in the first place, either” Martin pointed out.
Daphne pulled her shoulders. “How do I let you go? Aren’t you supposed to walk into the light or something?”
Martin laughed. “Not exactly. You have to salt and burn my bones”
“So I need to go to the cemetery?” Daphne asked.
“No. That grave is empty” Martin said bitter.
“Then where are your bones?” Daphne asked nervous.
“You’re standing on them” Martin answered.