Aaron's Blood Page #3

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there's no going back.

There's no going back.

This is Earl.

I need to see you.

You said, once the heart stops,

there's no going back.

What does that mean?

You can't reverse it.

You mean, you mean

when the change is done.

That's right.

How do you know all this?

I've been around a long time.

So, how do we know

he's still changing?

Well, he hasn't caught full

fire from the sun yet, has he?

No he hasn't, but you're

saying that it could be reversed

before that, before it's done.

Look, forget I said that.

I don't know that for sure.

I've never seen it

with my own eyes,

it's just what I've been told.

I know it's your kid and all,

but you gotta think about

saving your own ass now

and everyone else, it's all

those innocent people out there.

Okay?

If you want my

help, just say the word.

Yes, of course I want your help!

I want you to help

me save my son.

Tell me how!

Please, hey, listen!

Hey, look.

It's my flesh and blood.

How is he infected?

I don't know exactly.

Then there's no

point in discussing it.

If you don't know who

infected him, forget it.

It was a transfusion.

Okay, that much I know.

Please, I'll find out

where it came from.

Time's running out,

probably already has.

How much time do I have?

I'd say, three, four days tops,

but that's from the

time of infection.

Okay, well, the

transfusion was on Tuesday,

that means there's still time.

I gotta go.

I'm gonna be in touch.

But I'm gonna find him!

Patty regional hospital.

Yeah, my son had

surgery there on Tuesday,

who do I talk to about some

information off his records?

What kind of information?

I need ID numbers on

some blood he was given.

Morgan.

Hey Aaron.

Listen, I need a big favor.

What kind of favor?

I need you to look up a donor.

Can I help you?

Hi, are you Abigail dasher?

I am.

Um, you donated blood

at the central blood bank?

Sure did.

Are you with the blood bank?

Is there a problem?

Uh, no, no, my son

actually got your blood,

and I just wanted to thank you.

Come in.

Well thank you, so much.

No, thank you!

You don't know how

much that means to me.

Can I get you some hot tea?

Oh no no, I'm fine.

Well at least let

me get you some water.

Sure.

Oh, please, sit down.

Thanks.

What was your name?

Um, Miguel.

Miguel, it's nice

to meet you Miguel.

You know, I donate

about four times a year.

I just don't understand

why everyone doesn't.

We should all do our part.

You know?

So, how's your son doing?

Well that's the thing.

He's not doing so well.

No?

Is he in the hospital?

No, he's home.

That's good, I hope.

Strange things have

been happening to him,

and I wanted you to tell me if

you know anything about that.

No.

What strange things,

and how would I know?

You know, just,

just tell me.

Admit it.

I don't.

I know about you.

I know, Mrs. dasher,

I know what you are.

I don't understand.

What I don't understand is why,

Mrs. dasher, I mean, what is it?

Is it some kind of game?

Is it some sick Russian roulette

where an innocent boy wins?

I don't know what

you want me to say.

I don't understand!

Say it.

I know.

Go ahead.

You're a...

You're...

You're a vampire.

What?

I know.

I'm gonna have to

ask you to leave.

Can you just

give me an explanation?

I want you out of my house.

Please.

Please, don't hurt me.

I want you to prove it.

What?

Cut yourself.

Why?

You know why.

I can't-

- you do it or

I'll do it for you!

Where?

I don't care,

wherever I can see it.

Do it!

Okay, okay!

No no, let me see it.

Let me see it!

What, do you want

me to bleed to death?

My husband's gonna

be home any minute.

Shut up!

What are you doing?

I'm sorry.

I'm so so sorry.

Dear Jesus, our lord and savior,

divine physician,

healer of the sick,

in Jesus Christ's name we pray.

Amen.

Do you mind if I have a

moment alone with Tate?

Why?

For one on one prayer.

Do you mind if I have a

moment alone with Tate?

Excuse me.

Have you seen the priest?

We haven't seen anyone.

Hi, can I help you?

Yes, uh, I need father Kane.

Is he a patient?

The chaplain.

Oh, we have several of those.

Let me check the

schedule for you.

Sure.

Looks like he's here just

a couple nights a week.

All right, do you

have a phone number?

I'm sorry I don't.

It says here that we just

have his church address.

Would you like that?

Yes.

Hello?

Hello?

Kane?

Kane?

It was a mistake on my part.

Excuse me?

A moment of sympathy,

and, dare I say, weakness.

Now what the hell is

that supposed to mean?

You didn't want

to lose your son.

He was dying.

No, no he wasn't.

I saw it.

Death was near.

That doesn't make any sense.

He was at the hospital,

for Christ's sake,

he was being monitored!

His brain was bleeding.

By the time they discovered it,

it would have been too late.

Why didn't you say something?

Would you have believed me?

So you turned

him into a monster.

I don't see it that way,

and neither should you.

How else should I see it?

As a blessing.

You have your son.

He will be with you

for a long, long time.

He wasn't dying.

He wasn't, that's a lie.

You're full of sh*t.

After he gets his

first taste of blood,

he will want it all the time.

But he will learn to

control the hunger.

He can get by with a

couple times a week,

but he must feed

enough to stay healthy.

If he doesn't, he will die.

There are plenty of ways

to get it without violence.

He will have questions.

I'm here to help.

It is my obligation.

Yeah.

I found him.

Tell me what to do.

Oh my god, what happened?

It's getting better.

Oh man, buddy.

Here, let me see your wrist.

Oh good.

Dad.

Yeah buddy.

I'm scared.

Yeah, I know.

I don't trust myself.

Why?

I'm thirsty.

You've gotta fix me, promise?

You gotta make it

stop, promise me.

Yeah Tate, I promise.

Hello?

Kane!

Would you like to confess?

Mrs. O'Leary, I'm here

to take your confession.

Grammy?

Oh lord Jesus Christ, who

died for us on the cross.

Father Kane!

Is there anything

else I can do for you?

No, thanks.

I appreciate you being here.

What does last rites mean?

Well that's a sacrament

releasing you from all punishment

in this life, and

the life to come.

Does it mean Grammy

will go to heaven?

Well, most certainly.

Okay, let's go, sweetie.

Thanks again.

It's my pleasure.

Code blue in room 239.

It's Mrs. O'Leary.

She has a DNR.

I'm about to start dinner.

You still like Mac 'n cheese?

It's okay, I'm not hungry.

You sure?

Yeah.

Well, I'm gonna

make some anyway,

just in case.

I have questions.

So, why a priest?

That's all I knew.

I was a priest before,

and so I remained.

Huh.

I don't know, it's a little-

- ironic?

Yeah.

It works for my survival.

And it's more common

than you might think.

Actually, excuse me,

I have to take this.

Yeah.

Is Tate with you?

No, why?

I've looked everywhere

for him, I can't find him.

Uh, I'm sure he's fine.

I'll be there soon.

So um, the whole cross thing.

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