A Clear Renewal

Chapter 4: I wasn't planning to die... Again.

"You're sure you want to do it now?" Caroline said, for the tenth time in less than twenty minutes.

"You know I have to do it tonight, it's probably the only opportunity we will have before a long time," I replied, pulling my car in a spot in front of the hospital.

"I know but... I can call Elena and tell her I can't come because you're sick or something..."

I sighed but I knew she was just worried for me, after all, I was going to sneak into a secret organization's HQ, to free a vampire who had been tortured and starved for a long time. He could totally eat me in half a second.

"Look, Care, don't worry about me, okay? I'll be fine. You know Elena needs you, she is avoiding everyone since her parents' death, and if she asked you to be there it's because she really needs a friend."

"Yeah, I know... You're right," she said, leaning the back of her head against her seat and sighed. Finally, she turned toward me, "you're still planning to steal it from here?"

I decided to ignore her worried tone. "Hell yes, this is going to be fun."

She chuckled, "promise me to be prudent, Claire, please."

"I will be prudent, Care, I promise."

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That's funny how, in my first life, the most illegal and dangerous thing I ever did was when Ann provided a fake ID, and we used them to enter some clubs. And now that I was the daughter of a fucking Sheriff, I found myself in some big, dangerous, and illegal business every Monday.

Like opening a grave, in the middle of the night, to kill a thousand years old vampire. Or breaking into a hospital to steal blood bags.

I wasn't reckless to the point of releasing a starving vampire without food elsewhere than in my veins, thank you very much.

It didn't take me very long to find the place where the blood was stocked, I came yesterday to search for it and see where the cameras were located. I was prepared.

Finding a badge that I could discreetly steal and use to open it was something else.

Honestly, I kind of expected it to just be there, on the first desk I came across, like in every movie ever. I sort of lived in a TV show, no? But it wasn't as easy, unfortunately. I had to 'accidentally' bump into four nurses before I could finally grab their freaking card.

A quick research google that morning, and I knew that the most common blood types were O and A positive. Of the two, the A-type was the one with less compatibility with other types and I chose to steal only from that type.

I knew that the blood was still needed, really, but I didn't care that much. It was a dozen blood bags or my life. I was kind of egotistical when it came to that and I wasn't planning to die... Again.

It took me considerably less time to come back to my car, with the blood secured in my bag, than what I had needed to steal the badge.

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I parked my car at a five minutes walking distance from the Whitmore House, in a tentative way to hide it a little.

The door of the house was surprisingly unlocked. Was it normal? Was it safe to continue with my plan?

Shaking my head, I opened the door.

Sorry, Care.

That was where the problem came... How did I find those secret labs, now?