Dilton had answered his phone and he came right over.
"Sooooo you're saying that you need me to retrieve your little voice recorder?" He had his arms crossed and his eyebrows raised.
"Yes. Exactly." I perked up. We were sitting downstairs in the living room.
"What's in it for me?"
"Learning all the secrets recorded on the machine?" Jughead stated sarcastically. "Come on, man. There has to be something that they're not telling you?"
"This is true." Dilton pondered for a moment. "Alright, fine. I'll do it. But I have to hurry home because Marta is waiting for me." I mentally gagged at the thought of him with any girl.
"Here." I handed him a walkie talkie.
"What's this?" He asked as he took the talkie.
"For letting us know if you need backup, or just to give us a play by play." I replied.
"Dilton..." Jughead hesitantly started to ask. "What do you know?"
"And why should I tell you?" He narrowed his eyes.
"Because then we'll make you the star of our article." I added.
"Alright fine. Marta needs to see me as a hero anyways." He unintentionally did the Superman pose. Then he sat down on the chair to my left. "So the victims who 'died' didn't get buried... or burned... they actually disappeared." Jughead and I looked at each other and nodded.
"Not surprising, since Doctor Lang didn't answer my question on where the bodies went." I think Dilton was surprised that I wasn't surprised.
"And the victims who are still alive?" Jughead asked. He was sitting forward in his seat, elbows on his knees.
"They're barely alive. They're really pale, all getting red eyes, sensitive to light. They all sound like they're going insane." Dilton explained.
"Why do they almost sound like vampires?" Jughead jokingly scoffed.
"Because... ummmm... they might actually be turning into them. Porphyric Hemophilia, which is a disease that, when introduced to the human bloodstream, will eventually turn a human into a vampire, is what we believe was in the tainted beef, somehow." Dilton stated awkwardly.
"WHAT?!" Jughead and I exclaimed at the same time.
"How..?" I started saying.
"Is Sabrina back?" Jughead looked around.
"No, no, no. Not that I know of. But... the CIA is in on it. We think they may have stolen the dead bodies. Or... the dead just straight up turned into vampires and disappeared." He shook his hands back and forth in front of him, to emphasize the 'no.'
"But... how have you not come up with a cure yet? It's been a few months already?" Jughead inquired.
"Sorry guys. Marta has been distracting me." He blushed and scratched the back of his neck. "That and the doctor keeps messing up my formulas, almost as if he doesn't want me to cure them."
"Geez. Yeah we need to switch doctors, Juggie." I responded.
"Why would he want them to become vampires, I wonder." Jughead asked outloud, as his hand rose up to rest over his mouth.
"Alright. Thanks for the info, Dilton. Now go retrieve that recorder." I said. Dilton nodded and headed out. "Ohmigosh. Vampires?!" I placed my hands on my temples. Jughead threw his arm around my shoulders.
"Riverdale just isn't safe anymore." He said lowly. "Betty... I think we should honestly contemplate moving." I looked up at him.
"Moving?" I asked, completely baffled. "To where?"
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Bughead 💘 | Wattys2017
FanfictionA distraught Betty doesn't tell her parents that Jughead has secretly been staying in her bedroom since he had no place else to live. Betty is also on the lookout for where her sister Polly went, along with who might have murdered Jason Blossom. Thr...
