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Chapter Thirty-three

The sound of a machine beeping made Glenn groan and bury his head under the covers. He blinked, his vision slowly adjusting to the low-light. He glanced at his arm and looked away. He'd never liked the look of needles, especially when they were in his arm.
“About time you woke up. Maybe this time you'll learn not to get yourself into dumb situations.” Glenn frowned at the voice and slowly sat up, opening his mouth to speak as he did.
“Like you can talk Zoe, jeez. Give a guy a break when he's bed bound,” Glenn said, turning to look in the direction of the voice. Zoe;s eyes widened and he wondered why.
“What?” he asked. He studied her carefully and wondered how much time had passed because he didn't remember Elrik ever making those clothes. The girl stood up from where she had perched on a coffee table and approached him slowly. Glenn wondered if Zoe had breathed in too much smoke. She cocked her head to the side watching him, he mirrored the expression and she jumped a back a step. She took a step forward again and waved a hand in front of his face.

“Okay, enough. What's going on?” Glenn asked, growing impatient and annoyed. She took a step back again.
“ can really see me?” she asked, and Glenn noticed her voice sounded more delicate than usual.
“Duh,” Glenn said with confused eyebrows. She made a sharp laugh and covered her mouth, failing to hide a huge smile.
“Finally, after screaming at the both of you for months, I've gotten through to one of you...but how...” she trailed off, pacing and deep in thought. Glenn didn't feel his confusion wear off.
“It must be because of how close you came to death,” she finally said.
“Gee, way to make me feel confident about my current state. Seriously, Zo, stop the crazy act now,” Glenn said. She looked up and raised an eyebrow at him.
“I'm not Zoe,” she said. Now Glenn knew something had gone wrong.
“No, really. My name is Christiana. I'm the one that's been giving your sister the dreams. It was the only way I could think of to communicate with her,” she explained. Glenn narrowed his eyes and pulled the covered away. He was glad he was dressed in jeans and t-shirt as he carefully pulled himself out of bed. He moved and felt resistance in his arm and groaned.

“Get over here,” he said. She raised an eyebrow but moved closer. He noticed that while she made steps she covered more space in one than a normal human should. As if she floating more than actually walking. She stopped in front of him, crossing her arms behind her back. Her hair was as dark as Zoe's and her eyes as blue. But she had a slightly more petite build with shorter hair.
“Do you believe me?” she asked. Glenn gulped and ran a hand through his hair.
“I don't understand, why are you - whatever you are – here?” Glenn asked, confusion marring his expression.
“I'm like you and Zoe. Only they got to me before I even fully tracked Caric down. I've always been following you, but I wasn't able to reach either of you until your eighteenth birthday for some reason,” she explained, her hands waving all over the place as she spoke. Definitely not Zoe, she didn't act that ditzy Glenn thought.

“Who got you?” Glenn asked. She opened her mouth to speak but the tent drew open and it was like her form faded. Glenn could just about make her outline, but whatever she had been about to say was lost to him.
“Glenn!” This time the real Zoe threw her arms round his neck, nearly knocking him to the ground.
“Gah, nice to see you too..” Glenn trailed off. Trying to figure out what was wrong, besides what he guessed was a ghost that looked freakishly like his sister.
“Caric's theory worked. We managed to exchange all the vamp infected blood with human blood and stop you from turning,” Zoe said with a big smile. Glenn blinked a few times.
“So...I'm not going to become...” Glenn trailed off before burying his head in his hands with the biggest sigh of relief he'd ever done. He gave a shaky laugh and lifted his head.
“What about the others?” he asked.

“We're fine, close call with Calvin but he's in his own hospital tent. Who knew they had so much medical equipment?” Zoe said with a laugh.
“So Calvin chose to help despite Jamie?” Glenn asked, though he had vague memories of two wolves fighting. Zoe nodded, a blush creeping up onto her cheeks.
“I know Caric said he'd slowly become beast-like. But maybe that's because he was around other lycans. Maybe if he stays here with me...he'll stay human,” Zoe said, a lot of hope spilling inot her voice, along with a tinge of doubt.

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