Chapter 11
The two blondes got out of the rental car at San Francisco Memorial Children's
Hospital about an hour after landing. Buffy thought to herself that it was sure
lucky that they didn't have any trouble with security.
"Where do you
think we should start?" The vampire asked breaking into her thoughts.
"I
think we should start by talking to the doctors who head the Organ Transplants
Center. The news clips state one doctor. Um. Dr. Shapiro. Yeah, that's it. He
gave a statement for the Hospital." Buffy reiterated.
"Good idea Slayer.
How do we find him?" Spike asked.
Buffy walked ahead of Spike, into the
lobby of the hospital and up to the front desk.
"Hi there. I was
wondering if you could help me? I'm looking for a Dr. Shapiro?" Buffy asked the
nurse.
"May I ask what this is regarding?" The nurse inquired.
"My
colleague and I are investigative reporters from Los Angeles and we are doing a
story on the strange events regarding the brutal murders at this and other
hospitals in the area, and we would like to talk to the doctor who has been
giving statements to the media. Is that possible?" Buffy finished.
"One
moment please. I will see if the doctor is available. May I have your names
please and agency that you are from?" Asked the nurse.
Buffy looked at
Spike with wide eyes, pleading for him to think of something, then Spike gave a
dashing smile to the nurse and said,
"I'm William Giles, and this is
Elizabeth Summers, we both work for the LA Tribune."
"Have a seat and I
will see if I can contact the doctor for you."
Spike and Buffy took a
seat in the waiting area. There were a few patients in the waiting room hoping
to be seen next.
Spike noticed a woman sitting opposite him with a towel,
all bloodied, around her hand. He sniffed the air, smelling antiseptic and blood
and death all around him. He narrowed his senses to the blood that was no more
than 3 feet away from him. He heard his stomach growl from the heady scent of
the blood. He had to close his eyes to calm the demon in him.
Buffy saw
the torment in Spike, she put her hand on his shoulder and he stared back at her
as if her was going to faint.
"Are you okay Spike? Do you want to go
outside for a breather?" she gave him a half smile.
"Yeah Pet! I think I
need it at the moment. 'Sides I need a smoke." The vampire got up to leave the
hospital, and the blood that he couldn't indulge in.
Buffy watched as he
walked through the automatic doors and veer left to the side of the
building.
"Ms Summers?" The nurse called out.
"Yes?" Buffy got up
to walk over to the front desk.
"The doctor won't be able to see you now,
but he can make an appointment with you for tomorrow at 11 am."
"Oh. I
guess that will have to do. Thank you for your help. My associate may not be
able to make it. he has to develop some film. But I will be able to. See you
tomorrow." Buffy responded all disappointed and turned to leave when the nurse
stopped her.
"Um.. Ms Summers? I'm going to be taking my break
momentarily if you would like to meet out back around the D wing of the
hospital. I might have some news that you and your colleague may be interested
in." The nurse lowered her voice so that only Buffy would hear.
" Oh
really. Um ok. I just have to go get my colleague and we can meet you out back
in say. 10 minutes?" Buffy sounded intrigued with what this woman might have to
say. "Nurse..ahh.."
"Tracey Logan." The nurse replied.
Buffy
smiled and went to go see if Spike was doing any better.
Nurse Logan
watched the Slayer disappear out the hospital doors, as she laughed to herself
in the demonic voice that had taken over her body,
"Yes slayer. I will
meet you out back. it will be the last meeting that you will ever
encounter."
And the nurse/Bolvarga demon slipped out the back entrance to
hide in the shadows and await the battle.