[Bovice]

Holden reappeared in the room where he found Amanda. He scanned the room, while sniffing for her blood. He ran up to a spot where he smelled Amanda's blood. "Damn it, it's only her hand." He said picking it up. He looked around the room for the rest of her arm, but he was noticing that there was more then one person's blood in the room. He tried to weed out the other smells to find Amanda's arm. After thirty minutes of looking he finally found the rest of her arm. He quickly teleported back to Amanda. "Solomon here I found her arm." He said looking distraught.

[Evil Tink]

Solomon looked over as Holden held the parts, "Let me see the cut areas." He frowned as Holden turned to show him, "It'll be difficult, but I think I can do it. You're going to need to recut her shoulder, I can't do it with it being healed." He took the limb and hand from Holden, placing them in the exact spot he wanted them.

[Bovice]

Holden ran to the kitchen to grab a knife, he cut her stump. He sat down on the chair and looked at her blood on his hands. "I can't believe I let this happen." He said in a whisper. "She's just a baby, I... I wont let this happen again." He said looking up to Solomon, with gray exhausted eyes.

[Evil Tink]

Solomon didn't answer, however he swiftly pieced together Amanda's hand and arm to her body, closing his eyes as he focused intently on her wound. He's only done a few reattachments, but they were to his own body, and therefore they were not very difficult. He prayed he had enough power and could get this right, for Holden. He held the pieces together, trying to revive the cells in her arm and hand, but quickly discovering that would not work...in fact, there was nothing isnide her arm, save for the bones,blood vessels, nerves and muscles. "Son of a bitch..Holden.."

He removed his hands, dragging them along his face as he tried to think of a solution. "Ugh, I..I don't know how to get around this. There's..nothing in there, except what you see. No cells, no blood, nothing. I can't revive something that's not there." His body tensed as he became angry. He had to do this for Holden. He had to find a way.

[Bovice]

Holden stared at Solomon blankly, he didn't know what to say. He was pale in the first place but he was paler seeing his sisters blood on his hands. "I will kill her for this." He said looking down at his hands.

[Evil Tink]

Solomon closed his eyes, quickly sorting through the hundreds of years of information to try and find a solution. Without a word, he quickly moved her arm from the stump, remembering she was still bleeding. He stuck his index finger into Amanda's shoulder, and his pinky into her arm, not really concerned with her hand at the moment. He had a few hours to work yet..as long as Amanda could hold out. "Holden, I need you to be really careful, and try to do this for me. You need to go into her bone marrow telepathically and tell it to reproduce red cells at a tripled rate. I'll take care of the water so her blood doesn't get too thick for her heart." He would do it himself, but he couldn't multitask like that yet.

[Bovice]

Holden closed his eyes and entered Amanda's mind. He went all through her body until he reached her bone in her arm. He told it to start tripling its red cells. He opened one eye "I think I got it." He said closing his eye again to concentrate on Amanda.

[Evil Tink]

Solomon nodded, double checking his work as Holden went through it, "Very nice, send the signal through her entire body. I'm going to need a lot of blood flow for this., then stop once I remove my hand from her arm." He waited until Holden had done so, directing the blood through her body and over the floor to her arm to get the living cells in there. He would eventually repeat this for her hand when he was finished with her arm. Once he had a sufficient amount of fresh blood in her arm, he removed his fingers and placed the arm up against her shoulder, sending her body's repair system into triple overtime. It was risky, but he was sure Amanda would be able to handle it. She was a strong girl after all.

After a nerve wracking few minutes, the arm was completely reattached like nothing had ever happened. He quickly moved to her hand, repeating the maneuver. All the while, he was simultaneously manipulating the water in the air, sending it to her bloodstream to keep it at the right consistency. A few more tense moments and he was done.

Solomon was white as paper when he was finished. He was going to need massive amounts of fresh blood to replenish his strength, but for now, he would have to wait. He had to make sure Amanda was going to be okay. He moved his hand over her heart, closing his eyes as he listened to her heartbeat. "She's...stable..weak, but stable. Don't move her though..." Even though Solomon didn't require oxygen, he still sounded a bit...out of breath...and he certainly looked much more frail than a few minutes previously.

[Bovice]

Holden kept his eyes closed through the entire ordeal. "I wont, I will clean up the blood and I will wipe her memory when she wakes up." He said looking at the amount of blood on the floor. He looked up at Solomon with his gray eyes, "Go rest, I got this." He said trying to get the smell of his sister out of his nose. He stood up and went over to Solomon, "Thank you." He said placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. He looked back to Amanda. "She's so young how could I let her get hurt?" He asked himself as he punched himself in the stomach with TK.

[Evil Tink]

Solomon shook his head, "I'll take care of her memory, Holden. Not to insult you, but you've never done it before. You could cause serious damage," his tone shifted, as if he had personal experience from it. He shuddered slightly, placing his hand over Amanda's forehead as he worked through her memories, removing anything to do with Jalcynn; replacing them with the memory of Maggy putting her to bed and her falling asleep shortly after.

Afterwards, Solomon simply let himself lay back on the cool floor feeling rather dizzy, closing his blackened eyes, "Please don't hurt yourself Holden. She's alive, there's almost no difference in her arm and hand, and she won't remember anything. It'll be alright."

[Bovice]

"It isn't alright Solomon, if I wouldn't of found her when I did she would be dead. Do you know how small child caskets are?" Holden asked raising his voice in anger. He was shocked that he said that out loud. "No Holden you didn't just say that." He whispered, he backed up and sat in the chair. He hoped Solomon wouldn't call him out on that last bit of information.

[Evil Tink]

Solomon unfortunately nodded, "Actually, I do." A realization hit him. He sat up, giving Holden a worried look, "What are you talking about Holden? What did you do?" His tone was clipped. He wanted the truth and the flat out truth..no half truths. He knew Holden would be able to pick that up.

[Bovice]

"I um, when I was 17 I adopted a friends child, because she died. The child had the same disease as her mother. Her name was Abby, I treated her like my own child up to the day she passed away. It was the day after my 18th birthday. I didn't talk much with Amanda until that day. The casket was so small it was horrible seeing Abby in that casket, it was so small. When I saw Amanda half dead I instantly saw her in a casket. That's why Amanda can not leave my sights anymore." He scoffed "I was a father once and now I am again." Holden said not looking up to Solomon. "He's disgusted with me, I know it."

[Evil Tink]

Solomon flopped back down onto the floor, "I see. You know, regardless of anything that you could've done for her, Abby would've died nonetheless. I'm not trying to be heartless Holden, I'm simply stating a fact." He shrugged a bit, closing his eyes again, "Things happen that are out of our control, no matter if we're human or vampire. After about 200 years of being proven that consistently, you learn to just accept death; no matter who it may be, and move on."

[Bovice]

"I didn't challenge the doctors prognosis. I should have, yes there is nothing I could of done but I could of not just laid down and taken it." Holden said looking at his blood covered hands again. "Your starting to regret being with me aren't you? I have so much emotional baggage... I... Wait how do you know how small a child's casket is? He asked looking down to Solomon.

[Evil Tink]

"Holden, I would never regret my time with you. Like you always say, 'we all have baggage'. It can't be helped. Shit happens on a daily basis." He looked up to Holden, "I had two sisters when I was still human. My oldest sister died of Pneumonia. Back then, the caskets were..rather tiny compared to today's. It was..almost..I don't know how to describe the shape." And so he drew out the shape in the air, "..like that. My other sister and I were 6, and she was 9. She was very short though, compared to Hayden and myself." He tensed slightly for a moment before relaxing. "I remember helping my father dig the hole...and helping him lower her in after the family said their final goodbyes." He sighed deeply, there were many more instances when he had witness the death of a young child, but the one of his oldest sister was of course, his most personal.

Solomon rarely ever mentioned his family; not even Alicia knew he had sisters, not to mention, almost no one in the vampire community did at that. He watched Holden's expression as he processed the information, "Believe me, I know how you feel at the moment."