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Dan looked over at her, swallowing hard. "I'm fine," he breathed out quietly. "Bad dream is all." It was annoying that he couldn't remember what his dream was about. But he could still feel the fear that lingered after it. It wasn't fair. "How're you? Feeling nauseous anymore?" he asked, changing the subject.

Dan had started to get up out of bed to get her some water when she mentioned her being late. He slowed his walking pace only a few moments, but kept on going out of the room and to the kitchen. Once away from her view and into the kitchen, he covered his face with his hands, standing completely erect. He gave a very quiet breath in and out and dragged his hands down his face before resuming what he'd come in here to do. Grabbing a cup from the cabinet, he filled it up with water from the dispenser in the refrigerator then walked back to her.

Dan solemnly nodded his head, and headed off into the bathroom. He looked through a few drawers and finally found one he'd gotten in a pack of other things. It was still unopened and unused. He brought it back out to her. "Brand new," he said handing it to her. "never been used."

Dan lifted his head and looked at her as she spoke the numbers. "One o' five? Dear God, Morgan, that's way too high! We've got to take you to the hospital," he said beginning to search around the room for his shoes. But would the hospital take her? She was human.

Morgan- "Don't worry Dan,  I'll be fine.."I weakly smiled before heading to the bathroom and throwing up.

Dan shook his head, "No. Your temperature is too high and I don't have any medicine for you." He found his shoes and quickly put on some socks before putting them on. He grabbed his keys and went into the bathroom, kneeling down beside her. "Morgan..you're coming to the hospital. They can help you. You need to get your temp down. Put your arms around my neck so I can carry you out to the car."

Jace

Sat in the holding cell. Apparantly someone had payed for her and was 

going to pick her up today. She rolled her eyes at the people. They had 

the place charmed, to where she couldn't draw from any glamour. She was

half fae, which means she had powers like other fairies. She sat there, 

with her knees drawed to her chest and her head in her lap. 

Wyatt

Drove to the slave market place. He pulled into the parking lot and

walked in. He smiled and greeted the manager. "Henry, how are you?"

The old vampire smiled and embraced Wyatt "Good and how about yourself?"

Wyatt smiled and patted him on the back "I am well, just looking for a

slave, that is hard working yet enjoyable to look at. Do you have any 

beautiful mortal women?" The owner nodded and smiled maliciousally "I'm 

sure we can find someone. Follow me." He lead Wyatt to the slave contai-

nment cages and stopped at Alaska. "This one just came to us. She's a 

gorgeous thing to look at isn't she?" Wyatt smiled and chuckled "I've

seen better, but she'll do. How much?" "She's 25k," the old vampire

smiled, rubbing his wrist. "25k! Have you lost your mind, that's way

more than what my Uncle paid for his and she was more gorgeous than her,

" He said as his eyes flared a dark green and he pointed towards where 

Alaska was.

Alaska looked up with her blue-green eyes at the two men coming near her cell. She pressed her back against the wall, and pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them, wanting to hide her body. Desperately she wanted to just disappear. Become invisible or be so small they couldn't see her. As they kept on talking about her, she became increasingly angry. "25k? I'm worth more than that!" she thought to herself. Though a bit flattered the manager brought him to her with the thought of her being quite gorgeous, the feeling was immediately shot down as the buyer. Her eyebrows furrowed, giving a light crinkle in the middle as she peered up at both of them with her blue-green orbs.

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Nix was escorted to the back where his pre-bought slave-girl was awaiting him. As he passed by all the cages of humans, he made no eye contact, keeping his blue eyes on the ground. The woman escorting him stopped and gestured to the cage containing Jace. Giving a light smile in the corner of his mouth and a nod to the woman sent her off. Nix looked back at the girl and crouched down to open the cage door. "Hi," he said softly, letting out a breath as he did. "I'm Nix. ...And your name?" He wasn't sure how to go about this encounter.

Jace

Looked up from where she laid and fixed her aqua violet-blue eyes on where Nix stood. She

would not give him the satisfactory of being scared or frightened, even

though deep down she was terrified. She opened her mouth as her thick

Australian accent took over "Hello."

Wyatt

Looked inside the cage and glanced at Alaska. She would make a perfect slave, and a apetizing

entertainment. He winked at her and turned back to Henry "Fine. I'll

take her for 25, but best believe  if somethings wrong with her or she 

dosen't obey me, I will come back for you and personally let you see

the sun for yourself and how bad a Warlocks temper can be when he has 

been deceived.

Alaska quickly looked back down at her hands after the man winked at her. He seemed to be one of those guys. The one's she desperately wanted to stay away from. Her eyes watched him closely, though she tried to hide it. They examined him from within her dense cage, judging him. Hating him. Burning a hole in him with the intensity. But it would be hard to notice, being distracted by their sparkling appearance.

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Nix's eyes searched her face. You could see them darting back and forth. "Why don't we get you out of here, okay?" he said holding out a hand for her. "I promise I won't hurt you. ..I'm not like them," he told her quietly. He never had been very threatening. Just..very unapproachable. Nix didn't care for human interaction. He had a dog and cat and that was it. But that was all he needed.

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Dan positioned his arms around her and picked her up in bridestyle. She didn't feel very heavy, so this was going to be a breeze. "They will. Because I'll make sure they will." His tone sounded determined. When it came to anything he loved or immensly cared about, he was bound and determined to protect it and keep it safe. He carried her through the house and outside to his car, setting her down momentarily on her feet so he could open the passenger door so she could get in. Once she got in, he went around the front of the car to the driver's seat, quickly getting in and starting it up, backing out of the driveway and to the nearest hospital.

Dan, frankly, had been to this hospital many times. He was always getting sick, but luckily hadn't in a long while. "It's not too far," he said looking over at her. "You can lay your head in my lap if you want?" he asked, seeing how drowsy and tired she looked, about ready to topple over.

Dan kept one hand on the wheel, but used the other to softly stroke her hair. He feel her burning up with her high fever. They soon pulled into the hospital, and Dan softly shook her to wake her up, so she wasn't just dead weight in his arms as he tried to carry her in. "Morgan," he said softly. "Morgan wake up, we're here."

Dan found that she wasn't breathing. Panicking, he began to shake her a little. "Morgan? Morgan? Oh God..!" He opened the car door and shimmied out from under her. Somehow, he got her out of the car and into his arms. He hurried her to the entrance, literally busting in. "She isn't breathing," he said urgently, breathless. "Please help!"

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The woman behind the front desk looked up then stood. She was a middle-aged looking woman, a shapeshifter like Dan. She'd seen him before. Really, everytime he came in. "Daniel? Who-who is this?" she asked, coming around from behind the desk, looking at the boy holding the light purple non-breathing girl. "Is she human?"

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Dan was a bit reluctant to answer. He wetted his lips, shifting his weight uneasily. "Y-yes. She is. She's my...She's my.." The woman finished his sentence for him. But then went on to say that slaves are not permitted here. They are not allowed to be treated. Dan was furious. He couldn't do much still holding her, but you could see the distress on his face. "I don't want to hear that! Please help her! She's..she's the only person I have. ..And you know that, Maggie. I don't care what she is! ..Please. She's burning hot and not breathing." There was so much despiration in his voice.

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Maggie, the woman, began shaking her head. But seeing and hearing the desperate look on his face made her give in. "If anyone asks, she's a damn shapeshifter like us, alright?" she whispered dangerously, pointing a finger at him. Luckily, there was no one else in the lobby, so this conversation was heard by no one but them. Maggie called for help, and immediately they took her from Dan's arms and transported her to a room.

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Daniel watched as the nurses came and took her away from him. He put his hands on his head and walked around in a circle, breathing in and out trying to calm himself. He couldn't lose her. He didn't know what was going on, but he hoped just injecting her with some medicine would do the trick. He looked at Maggie, giving her a silent 'Thank you' then followed the nurses to the room they had Morgan already set up in.