[Bovice]

"Solo-..Solomon, just relax." Holden tried to calm Solomon down as he getly made him move so he was leaning up against a chair. He quickly cut a piece of his shirt off and tied it around his wrist. "Just stay right there." "Not that you can move." He quickly stood up and ran down to the refrigerator. He grabbed all of the blood he could carry and went back up to the study. He popped a top from one of the bottles as he kneeled down, he put it to Solomon's lips. "Ok, Solomon... I need to talk to you about something." He looked down as he started to open another bottle. He sighed, "Why don't you just read my mind." He took the empty bottle away from Solomon. He gently laid his forehead on Solomon's.