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me.”
    “What?”
    Heave-ho!
    “I don’t know. I was hoping you might be able to tell me. He’s in,” heave-ho, “the cavern.”
    “We’ll go when you’ve stopped throwing up.”
    I nodded. Danny wiped the blood from my eyes and the perspiration from my brow. I must have looked a treat, passable for some freak at a Halloween party, but not much else. Certainly no red carpets.
    I wasn’t sure exactly when the heaving stopped. I’d fallen into a kind of trance-like sleep and Danny let me rest. I eventually woke up when my stomach rumbled like a loud and rude alarm clock.
    “You look a bit better, but you sound like you’re starving,” he chuckled.
    “I hate being hungry all the time. Ever since you got back all I want to do is eat,” I mumbled.
    “You need to eat. I’ve never seen so much stuff spewed forth from one being before. If there was an angelic Book of Records you’d have made it in for sure.”
    “Ha-ha, very funny,” I said. “I’m going to have a shower. I stink and that’s saying something.”
    “When you’re finished we’ll get you something to eat.”
    “You’re coming with me?” I asked.
    “I’m going to do better than that. You’re going to wait for me at the ranch and I will supply you with a variety of handpicked, succulent vampires to feast on,” Danny said, with an air of superior confidence. “With all my years of experience I should be able to find a few choice morsels.”
    He kissed my forehead, even though it must have tasted salty, and gave my butt a playful whack as I headed to the shower.
    The bathroom spun momentarily and I closed my eyes and held onto the basin. After a minute I opened them. When everything started spinning again my legs collapsed underneath me. I’d gripped the basin so hard it came away from the wall, crashing down on me. I lay on the floor with my eyes closed, holding the broken basin and willing everything to stop spinning and hurting.
    “Helena,” Danny called out. “Are you okay? Do you need my help?”
    “I’m fine,” I called back. I was such a liar.
    “I don’t hear the water. Are you sure you’re okay?”
    I turned my thoughts to the shower and the water came on.
    “Just getting in now,” I called out.
    I lay on the floor for a few more minutes, then repaired the damage to the basin before crawling, eyes closed, over to the shower. I pulled myself upright and stepped in, my smelly blood-soaked clothes having disappeared.
    I’m going to collapse again, I thought to myself.
    I summoned a stool for me to sit on, like an invalid, and washed myself with my eyes closed. I didn’t hear the door open and didn’t see Danny leaning against the shower door.
    “Are you sure you’re all right?”
    I jumped and the stool and I toppled over. I felt like a right idiot. Danny was in the shower in the flash, helping me up. As he held me he felt my body, my whole body, trembling, ever so slightly.
    “How long have you been shaking?” he asked.
    I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t know. A day or so.”
    “Why didn’t you say something?”
    “I didn’t think it was important.”
    “You’ve got the shakes, you’ve been vomiting and are so weak you need to sit down to shower, not to mention your subconscious blinking. There is something very wrong, Helena.”
    “I just need a decent feed. Something that doesn’t taste off,” I said.
    “I hope you’re right,” Danny mumbled.
    I felt somewhat better by the time I was dried and dressed. Danny insisted on transporting us to the cavern to look at the body of the young vamp who’d sought to take my life. He knelt over the body and touched the dead vamp’s clothes and skin.
    “I’ve never seen anything like this,” he said. “I’ll need to check with Michael. If he can’t help I’ll consult with the powers, the keepers of history.”
    I sat on the ground and hugged my knees to my chest while Danny inspected the body. He looked at me and stood up.
    “You need to eat. Wait