Taken Over (Book 2 The Ravening Series) (28 page)

   “Bishop.” He continued to ignore me as his fingers flew over the keyboard. “Larry.
Doctor
Bishop!” He finally glanced up at me
, surprise filtering slowly over his features
.
I shook my head in a
nnoyance. “What is
wrong
with my blood?”
I demanded.

   “Oh yes, yes, your blood. We need a fresh sample
Bethany
.”
  
I exhaled angrily as I folded my arms over chest. “I’m on antibiotics, remember?”

   “Oh yes, yes.” Disappointment flitted over his features, he dropped the syringe down. “We
’ll
wait until you are off the medicine.” He had already informed me of this fact two days ago, but he seemed to have forgotten.
“How is your shoulder? Let me take a look.”

   I sat on the edge of the table as he examined my wound closely. His fingers were gentle as he prodded me, but I couldn’t stop myself from wincing as they touched against the tender flesh of the burn. “It’s healing exceptionally well considering the amount of damage
,
and the means taken to close it. It’s a good thing you were so close to the hospital as you
’
re showing no signs of infection.”

   I caught a brief glimpse of a horse head and two front hooves before he tugged my shirt back into place. As the swelling, blistering and redness had gone down
the rearing horse burned into my shoulder had become more obvious. At least it was a horse and not a camel after all, I thought wryly. I shifted on the table I was sitting on, my hands wrapp
ed
around the edge of it as I leaned forward.

   “Yes, I was lucky. So what is wrong with
the samples
?”

   He glanced back at me, shoving his horn rimmed glasses further up his nose.
“I
told you it’s just
contaminated
, we’ll get it all cleared up in a few days.
”
  
I knew he was impatient to get fresh samples from me, and now so was I.
“What are
you seeing in the samples you do have
?”

   “Cell degeneration.” I froze; my
legs stopped swinging back and for
th as I gazed at him in shock
.
“Abnormalities.”

   “Excuse me?” I
squeaked
.

   He seemed to truly see me for the first time, seemed to finally focus on my fear and uncertainty. “It’s nothing to worry about Bethany. I’d let you know if there was.
The degeneration is simply because the
samples
are old and
were
improperly stored
. They were
more than likely contaminated.
”

   “Contaminated?”

   “Hmm.” He was
back at his computer, his head bowed as he read something on the screen.
“Due to lack of room we stored the alien
,
and
your blood
,
in the same fridge
at the warehouse.
There must have been cross contamination.”

   I
continued to stare at him in wide eyed horror, angered
by the fact that he seemed to be taking this so lightly when I was a tumultuous mass of raw nerve endings and terror. There had been so many changes going on within me lately, so many things that I didn’t understand. Could these abnormalities
in
the samples
be the reason why? Had that thing that grabbed me on the beach somehow done something to me?

  
“What
if it’s
not
cross contamination
!?” I
nearly shrieked
.

   He
looked up in surprise at my
harsh
tone.
My terror must have been evident
as he forgot about his computer to walk back toward me.
“I’m sorry Bethy I’m not explaining myself well at all.”

   “No, you’re not,” I agreed.

   “The blood samples I took from you were ruined when the alien was stored with them. Your cells are showing
a mutation
.”

 
My throat was completely dry, my heart lumbered
painfully
in my chest. That cold chill was back, it crept down my spine leaving a layer of sweat behind. Bishop’s eyes grew distant once again as his eyebrows drew tightly together.
I hated the fact that he seemed completely baffled by whatever he had discovered in my cells.
“
A mutation that resembles the cells of that thing we killed
?” I croaked.

   “No
not like that, it’s different
.” Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! My mind screamed over and over. I was trying not to shake, trying to remain
calm
, but it was taking every ounce of strength I had to do so. “The alien cells must have
mixed with your blood and
changed
it
somehow
while they were in the fridge
, that’s the only thing that makes sense.”

   “But you believe there’s something different about me? That my cells are different?”

   My voice was barely more than a whisper. “No Bethany
I don’t believe that. T
hey couldn’t be
anywhere near as
different
as what I’m seeing
. There are still many human characteristics
visible, but the differences are too much
,
and too startling. Your DNA would have been changed at a genetic level; it would have rendered you something that was neither human
,
nor
that creature
.
We would have noticed the differences
;
it’s simply not possible that we
would
n’t. That
you
didn’t.
”

   Of course it wasn’t po
ssible; of
course
I was completely human. My mother and father were entirely human; Aiden and Abby were entirely human. Yet I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something off; that I wasn’t entirely like him, like
them
.
Not anymore anyway. I had noticed differences, not many, and
I
could explain
all of them
away
by our strange new world and new existence
. Well my new eating habits were a bit strange, but even that could be explained away. I had eaten little red meat before all of this had started, but lately it seemed to be all I wanted. And I liked it rare, or at least a lot rarer than I had ever liked it before. I shuddered at the thought of the st
ill bleeding meat, but even as disgust rolled through me, my stomach rumbled in hungr
y expectation
.
However, e
ven that could be explained away by anemia or some other vitamin that my body was lacking
due to my increased exercise and lack of a consistent
,
and well balanced
,
food supply
.

  
My better night vision was due to my increased night activity, my hearing seemed better but I attributed that to the fact that I used the sense more now i
n order to survive. I was more graceful and faster because I had to be, because I had been honed into more of an athlete and had been trained to fight and move more quietly through the world. I was more aware of my body now than I ever had been, that was the only reason I noticed all of these differences in me. Even as I thought it though, I had the niggling doubt that I was wrong, that I was lying to myself.

   “You haven’t noticed anything have you Bethany?”

   His gaze was keen, sharper than I like. I swallowed heavily as I shook my head. “No, nothing,” I lied though he didn’t know that.
“Aiden and Abby
are normal
?” I managed to choke out
wondering if perhaps their blood was abnormal too
.

  
“Their blood’s normal
, I checked it to see if maybe there was some strange genetic flaw in the three of you.
”

  
“Am I…” I broke off as I nearly choked on the words. “Am I
somehow one of those things
?
W
hen that thing grabbed me on the beach, did it somehow do something to me that changed me?
”

   Bishop chuckled softly as he shook his head. “Not at all,
that thing
did not
chang
e
you I assure you
. There are others here, Darnell and Lisa Blake have been grabbed by those things and lived to tell the tale. Their blood is still perfectly fine,
I made sure of it
.
I
’m telling you it was just cross contamination Bethany
.”

   Though he said the words, I could tell that even he wasn’t completely convinced of them. He was troubled, that
much
was clear
,
but he was trying to hide it from me.
We both knew that my blood had never been like
anyone here
to begin with.
My stomach rolled over, I was going to be sick. But not in front of Bishop. I didn’t want him to know that there were a few doubts of my own rolling rapidly through my head. But they made no sense, they couldn’t.

   I
h
ad
to be like everyone else. Abby and Aiden were, my parents had been, and just what the hell else
could
I be?
If that thing hadn’t changed the others, why would it change me?
I had been hit twice
by one of them
, but these blood samples were from before that thing had gotten a hold of me in Plymouth. There had been no fresh blood samples
taken
since then.
There was no answer to
any of my questions
; Bishop had to be right
about
it just
being
cross contamination.