Old Acquaintances

It had been a long week of searching Bette’s memory for the details of her horrifying evening and Tina walked pensively toward the brunette’s house knowing that what she was going to ask Bette for this evening might prove too much for her. 

“Hey.”

“Hey, how are you Tina?”

“Good, thank you. How are you doing tonight?”  The blonde tried to smile but Bette sensed something was off. 

“Are you ok? You seem upset.”

Tina wondered if she was being that obvious or if Bette had become that in tune with her moods in such a short time. 

“Uh, no I’m fine I just want to talk to you about something that might help us and I’m not sure how you’ll feel about it.”

Bette motioned for Tina to come into the living room as she gently guided her in putting her hand on Tina’s back.  The blonde felt the chills run down her spine at the brunette’s touch.

“Well, why don’t we sit down and get comfortable and you can tell me all about it.”

Tina suddenly felt more at ease but still wondered what her reaction would be.    

“Ok, well I don’t always suggest this course of action but in this case I want to cover all of our bases and this would really go a long way in helping during the intervention. It would be helpful if we had…if we could get our hands on…”

“What is it Tina? Tell me its ok.”

“It would be helpful if we had a vile of blood Bette, for that night…the night of the ‘intervention’.”

  Bette chuckled. “Oh, is that all? Well, blood isn’t a problem Tina I can provide all we need. A vile is no big deal. Why would that upset you?”

“No, Bette, not your blood. We need the blood of the vampire that turned you. We need a vile of Aiden’s blood.”

Bette sat back on the couch finally understanding what had Tina so concerned.  Aiden’s blood would require something she swore she would never do…seeing Aiden Winston again.

“Oh. I guess I understand your hesitation.  Um would you say this is integral to our success or…”