Paradigm Shift [On-going]

No turning back

The next morning Jasmine was woken by Roman dabbing a cold flannel across her forehead.

He smiled at her as she opened her eyes. "You were burning up."

"I'm scared R-Roman" Jasmine admitted as she reached up and wrapped her hand around his arm. ''I can feel it s-slowly k-illing me"

Roman placed the flannel down and took hold of her hand. "We will not let that happen"

"What c-can you do?" Jasmine asked. "You c-can't heal me."

"I wish I could" Roman said sadly. "Are you hungry?. I could make you some breakfast."

Jasmine shook her head. "I can't keep a-anything down. I keep be-ing sick"

Raised voices could be heard from downstairs, and Jasmine sat up. She scooted to the edge of the bed, and Roman moved to help her as she stood up.

"What's g-going on? Why are they s-shouting?"

'Try it and I'll knock you out'

'Oh please. Do you think I'm scared of you?'

Jasmine looked up at Roman before moving towards the stairs

'Don't push me Seth'

'A push is just what you need.'

Dean and Seth stopped arguing when they saw Jasmine and Roman approaching them.

"Why a-are you s-shouting?" She asked as she moved towards Dean.

"It's nothing" Dean dismissed "Don't worry about it"

Seth glared at Dean, and Jasmine could tell that something was going on. She didn't like being lied too.

"Tell m-me the t-truth...now!"

"Babe" Dean mumbled

"NO!" Jasmine shouted "T-TELL M-ME!!"

Seth opened his mouth but Dean silenced him with a hand gesture

"There is another way you can beat this cancer...it's extreme but if everything else has failed then...I think-" Dean was trying to be sensitive about how he said it

Seth groaned in exasperation "For Christ's sake, would you just say it?"

"Sa-ay w-what?" Jasmine asked.

"What he's trying to say is we could make you a vampire and you would be cured" Seth said

Dean stayed close to Jasmine as she sat down. She sat there in silence for several minutes until she finally spoke. "I h-have thought a-about it. A f-few times"

"Is it something you would want, though?" Dean asked as he moved to sit opposite her. "because I won't do it. Not unless you are completely sure"

"I don't w-want to d-die" Jasmine replied "and w-what other ch-oice do I h-have?"

"Are you 100% certain?" Dean asked again.

Jasmine nodded

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Dean made a call to Zen medical centre, and he spoke to Dr. Nyle, who advised him to bring Jasmine back to the ZMC for some tests. He said that because of the advanced state of her tumor, another method other than biting may be necessary in order to transform Jasmine into a vampire. So they helped her pack up her belongings and they booked a private plane to fly back to America the next morning. Dr. Nyle even arranged for a doctor to be on board for Jasmine because her condition meant that the change in cabin pressure and oxygen levels could be dangerous for her. Having a brain tumor meant she was at a greater risk of experiencing seizures or brain swellings. They boarded the plane and a special area had been cornered off for Jasmine with a hospital bed and oxygen machine near the window. Dean led her over to the bed and the nurse introduced herself.

"Did Dr. Nyle send you?" Dean asked.

The nurse smiled. "He did. He explained the situation to me so I know what I need to do in order to get Jasmine back to America in one piece"

The nurse was around 50 years old and seemed capable enough

"Are you a..."

"Vampire?" She finished "Yes I am"

She placed an oxygen mask over Jasmine's mouth and adjusted the machine to administer the correct amount of oxygen

"How do you know Dr. Nyle?" Dean asked. "I mean the ZMC is in America"

"Dr. Nyle has many vampire friends who live all over the world. I am one of them"

Dean nodded "right"

Jasmine's eyes were feeling heavy and Dean kissed her before finally taking his seat. The nurse set up an IV and administered a painkiller into Jasmine's bloodstream.

"Would you relax?" Seth asked as he looked at Dean

Dean was fidgeting in his seat, and his leg was bouncing constantly as he bit his nails. "Try being in my position, then see how calm you are."

Seth looked outraged. "Do you think you're the only one who cares about her?"

Roman looked up from the book he was reading "Don't start, Seth"

"I'm just saying. We're all in the same boat" Seth argued. "Dean acts like he's the only one who gives a damn-"

"Everyone deals with stress differently" Roman interrupted. "Dean's not bothering you, so leave him alone."

Seth sighed as he looked at Dean. Maybe he was being harsh. "She'll be alright you know. I've seen her in my visions...as a vampire"

Dean's leg stopped bouncing as he sat up. "When did this happen?"

"Back at her house" Seth answered. "I said nothing because she hadn't decided to be transformed yet. She's quite something as a vampire but you'll see that for yourself soon enough."

When Jasmine woke up, she ate something and Dean moved to sit next to her.

"How m-much longer d-do we have until w-we get t-there?" She asked

"Not much longer" Dean answered

Jasmine reached towards Dean, and he moved towards her. She leant against his chest and he kissed her on top of her head

"When it c-comes time too...c-change me. Will you d-do it?" She mumbled.

"I'm not sure if that's possible" Dean replied. "You have to be examined at the ZMC first so that they can work out the best way to transform you"

"But venom is s-still needed r-right?" She asked.

The nurse who had overheard their conversation answered her

"Whatever method is used. Venom will be needed in order to start the transform process."

Jasmine smiled "Then I w-want it to-o be y-your venom t-that changes me"

Dean agreed

The plane landed an hour later, and an ambulance was waiting on the runway to transfer Jasmine to the ZMC. Dean carried her towards the ambulance while Roman and Seth took care of the luggage and waited in a car to follow the ambulance.

The back doors to the ambulance opened and Dr. Nyle appeared. "Morning Dean. Are you joining us in the ambulance?"

Dean nodded and lifted Jasmine into the back of the ambulance and onto the bed. Dr. Nyle shut the doors and banged on the window to signal to the driver that it was time to move.