Dark Stranger

Avriel - Part 8

Case 3 - "Dragonfire"

Smut at the end. Just a little bit OK. :)

Kirstie's POV

I ran to my car and got in to drive away. As I did, a million things ran around in my head. Centred on the injured man upstairs.

That gorgeous man in the bed upstairs has to be able to eat real food right? I mean I haven't ever come across any of Zass's Supernatural friends before. Vampires don't eat regular food but surely others do? I have no idea. I wish I'd have been able to find out if I could have used a drip, or plasma or anything really. That lower gastric wound is very worrying, he'll be able to absorb nutrients still, but I don't know how long it will take before he'll be able to eat regular food. He'll regain full mobility in his shoulder if he makes it through the night at least.

I knew just where to get more supplies. Another one of Del's cousins works at the hospital. I know Cammy can get me a home care package together easily. She's part of the home nursing unit, so she's one of the go-to-people for those taking loved ones home after surgery. She organises home visits for those whose medical insurance covers the cost and stocks their kits to ensure quality of care is met. I'm not technically part of the team, but she's helped me out in the past when things have gone sideways for Zass and Father Rinaldi's team.

I gave Cammy a call to let her know I was on the way. When the vehicle's system kicked in and I could hear the phone ringing over the speakers, I waited for an answer.

"HI Kirstie! How you doing Girl?" A bubbly voice said.

"Hi Cammy! I'm doing great, I do need a care package though."

"Zass got one of his team into trouble again?" She asked.

"Long story Cam. I also need at least a three day supply of the broth and the protein rich green shake."

"OK Girl, I'll have a pack ready for you at the loading bay entrance. Can whoever it is eat bananas?"

"Honestly I'm not sure Cam. If they can I can get some later though."

"All right. There's only one breed really that can't handle the potassium, and they're pretty much extinct now so you shouldn't have any problems. Most other Supernaturals would benefit from the minerals. Do you know who it is?" She asked.

"No, I only caught a first name. Avi."

"Avi," Cammy said. "Not a name I know personally. Well, I'll wish you luck when you get here. How far away are you?"

"In this traffic, at least 20 minutes." Kirstie replied. "See you soon."

I hung up and concentrated on my driving, that and the memories of that tightly muscled chest with the shoulder wound. His skin was smooth like silk. His chest hair was dark and looked coarse, but it was softer than I'd have thought before I touched it. I could imagine it rubbing across my skin... 'Stop it Kirstie.' You shouldn't be thinking about him that way, he still might not make it. That beard though, and yum, that divine long hair. I was so totally into that kind of look on men. I bet running my fingers through it would feel amazing, not to mention having it fall around my face like a curtain if he was above me... 'Stop it.'

I knew Scott and Zass would do their best to keep him alive, I hoped like crazy they succeeded. I wanted to see him open his eyes. I wondered what colour they were?

..............

During the time Kirstie went to get supplies, we sat in the sick room and watched our patient. While Zass washed his mug, I took another sip of coffee and watched Avi's eyes flicker underneath their lids. If he was dreaming, he couldn't be dying right? I really wish we'd been able to get some fluids into him before he passed out. We didn't even know if we could give him pain killers or anything. I mean he seemed like a pretty tough customer, but even tough guys need pain killers after having something rip open their bodies. I didn't receive any injuries, thank goodness. This time I was lucky, but I still recall how badly my gunshot wounds hurt.