Taken Over (Book 2 The Ravening Series) Read Online Free Page B

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 3
     
     
       “Did you get any sleep?”
       I blinked blearily at Bishop as he stuck a piece of cotton against my skin and turned to grab a band - aid. “Some,” I lied.
       I pat the band - aid into place as I slid off the makeshift table. He eyed me carefully, his grey eyes red rimmed behind his glasses. He couldn’t say much to me as it was apparent that he hadn’t gotten any sleep either. Though his lack of sleep was for far different reasons than mine. The creature was still on the counter, splayed out like the specimen it was. Bishop and Aiden had stayed up all night taking s amples , dissecting, and studying the monster. I eyed it wearily but didn’t go any closer.
       “Why do you keep taking samples of my blood? It hasn’t done you any good yet.”
   Bishop shrugged absently as he placed the syringe full of blood into a test tube. “Maybe one day I ’ll get access to some real equipment and I’ll be able to run some real tests . U ntil then , maybe something will come up.”
       “Or maybe you’ll discover someone else with a blood type other than O .”
       He gave me a wry smile, but I knew he didn’t believe that . He was set in his belief that my blood held the key to helping the frozen people. Convinced that because my blood type was different than the other survivors that I was somehow unique. Everyone else that had survived T he F reezing, or at least the ones Bishop had encountered were all type O, I was not. Bishop was convinced that there was something different about me, convinced that there was some secret in my blood that he had to uncover . I thought he was wrong, but I was willing to give him my blood just in case he wasn’t. If there was some small chance that he wasn’t wrong, then I was going to help in any way I could . There may be no hope for my mom and Cade, but there were other families out there that needed it.
       “And if you don’t find the answers ?” I asked quietly.
       I was immediately sorry I had asked the question. His forehead furrowed in confusion, his soft grey eyes darkened with worry. It was obvious that such a thought had never even occurred to him. Bishop had never once considered the possibility that he would not find the equipment he needed, or the answers he sought. I admired his dogged determination and optimism; I leaned more toward pessimism. I wasn’t sure if I ’ d always been that way , or if surviving the car accident had changed me . I couldn’t recall the person I ’ d been before my father’s death, if I had bee n optimistic or not. I knew I had once been a child, but at the age of nine I became an adult, and I had never gone back to being a kid again .
       I didn’t want to remember what I had been like before the accident, the person I had been , but I thought she may have been different. That I may have been different . And I refused to think of those couple of years when I had been real young, when my father had still been alive, and Cade had always been with Aiden and I. Those years when Cade had been my friend and near constant companion , w hen I had loved him without knowing what love was. It had been such a sweet simple love between us , freely given and returned . Then Cade’s parents had been killed and he had drifted away into a world of hurt and solitude. Retreated from me , and left me , without ever explaining why . I’d been hurt by his actions, but as time moved on and I aged and grew, I had forgotten all about our bond. Until The Freezing had occurred, and we had been thrust back together, and that love had surged to the forefront once more.
       “Oh , I will.”
       I had forgotten all about Bishop until he spoke again. I managed a wan smile as I focused my attention back on the doctor. I wanted to believe with him, wanted to believe in him, but I didn’t really believe in anything anymore. “I hope so