[Bovice]

Alicia fell to the ground when the blood was gone from Holden's mouth. She was breathing heavily.

Holden sat up, "I'm fine. I'm just sick of that fucking demon." He said with a sigh. He turned to look at Alicia, "Are you ok?" He asked scrambling to Alicia's side.

"I'm fine, I haven't been able to store up my power." She said leaning on her elbows. Her skin was very pale.

Holden placed his hand on Alicia's forehead, she was colder then normal. He kneeled down and grabbed the knife from his ankle and put it to his wrist. "Here is a little fresh blood to help you." He said sliding the blade across his wrist with a wince. He put it to her mouth, "Drink, now." Holden demanded.

"Holden no. You need your strength." Alicia said grabbing Holden's wrist and healing it. "Bottled will be fine." She said letting go of Holden's fully healed wrist.

Holden growled, "Fine." He said slightly annoyed. He wrapped her arm around his neck and helped her to her feet. He walked her over to the chair that was a few feet away. He gently sat her down, he grabbed his back and cracked it. "Damn your heavy." He said with a smile as he walked over to the bags. He grabbed two bottles of blood and opened one of the bottles and handed it to Alicia.

"Hey are you saying I'm fat?" Alicia asked grabbing the bottle and chugging it.