Fibre Mortem: Rhesus Factor

11

Needless to say, I told my father that evening that I wouldn't be sitting in to take notes while Nathan waited to pass on. He understood and assigned Mary to take over and I could stay away from the lab until it was done.

I felt relieved. I felt so glad that I was banned from the place I used to enjoy. I was changing, and acknowledging this change. Sure, I wanted desperately to seek out the cure, but I couldn't do it with him there.

I also spent a lot of time trying to avoid Reese whenever I could. I may have fucked that up for me ,though because it felt like I was a leper. No one wanted to be around me. Not after I made it clear I wasn't in the mood to be friendly.

My heart was breaking on the inside and since I'd never dealt with this type of social interaction before, I couldn't figure out how to fix the problem. So, I went back to secretly sneaking information out of the old CDC's electronic database and locking myself away in my room.

I, again, wasn't making much progress until I skimmed across the notes I copied from Nathan's case. I noticed he had type O negative blood and again felt like the world had cursed us. His blood would have been severely useful if he'd wished to donate it. We hadn't needed stored blood or plasma but that's not to say we wouldn't. My father had a point in hoping for the best while preparing for the worst.

It got me thinking about whether or not his blood had a link in it that the other's so far hadn't because for all intents and purposes, Nathan should have been dead five days ago, yet here he was, struggling, but still alive.

I didn't have the other files on hand but had made a point to crosscheck the other zombies DNA. Though, that wasn't entirely helpful since they were hell bent on devouring flesh filled with blood type and DNA. I would have to wait around and see if anyone else would step forward if an accident occurred again. I would also need to look at Nora's DNA since it had not yet come into other blood sources to contaminate the original source.

I was curious to get a look at how the virus performed in her body, as well, since it came from Nathan and not your run of the mill evil dead. Maybe there were changes I could easily recognize. I would have to keep that in mind for when I was ready to return to the lab.

I'd been deep in thought reading through another e-file when I heard the crisp sound of paper sliding under the door. I almost wanted to laugh because it seemed so third grade, but it also made me a little happy that someone was trying to contact me, even in a somewhat weird way.

I immediately got up and picked the square up.

If you're interested in venturing out, meet me at the elevator- Ree

I read it again to make sure I wasn't seeing things. Yep, definitely from Reese. I debated for a hard second if I should go, or stay locked away but I quickly threw that notion out and I dressed quickly in my outerwear and slipped out of the room, leaving everything else behind for the moment.

Reese was standing there when I got there, and I couldn't help the nervous feeling that washed over me. I didn't know what I was walking into with him. Would he be mad, forlorn or cordial? A small part of me hoped that he would be nice.

"Hey," I said sneaking up behind him, causing him to jump. I wanted to laugh but felt that wouldn't be appropriate since our friendship was in a rocky place.

"Now it's my turn to tell you to quit sneaking up on people."

So far it seemed okay but it was still early and we still had the outside world to go into.

I brushed my fingers through my hair, trying my best to untangle the dark waves. "Sorry," I apologetically smiled.

"Don't," he said turning to open the doors to the shaft.