Chapter 20

                                    

                                          
Video above is a song that's supposed to go with the second half of the chapter (AKA when Electra/Eliza gets home and talks to Jared). Hope you like the chapter.
                          
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A woman I'd never seen was in the infirmary. She was probably the only other person here, which meant she hadn't been out in the field. It shouldn't seem surprising they would have a designated nurse, or doctor, or whatever her title was, and it should be obvious they would have her here on an evening they'd planned to go after an entire pack. Though one would think with that logic they would have more. 
                          
"She needs a full examination. Possible concussion, and she needs to be looked over for any marks by werewolf," Isaac said as he helped me to sit down. 
                          
The woman put latex gloves on and made her way around a rolling tray. She looked up at Isaac and that one moment of eye contact told him everything. Go. 
                          
"I'll be outside if you need anything."
                          
"All right. Do you think you can stand on your own?"
                          
"Probably. I can try at least."
                          
"Okay, because I need you to strip down."
                          
"Whoa there, Doc. Shouldn't you take me to dinner first or something?"
                          
"You need to be assessed for any markings. I can't do that very well if you're fully clothed."
                          
"It's always straight to business with you people." I huffed and put my feet on the ground. The world took one lap in my head and I steadied myself on the examining chair. 
                          
I started taking my clothes off, having to peel off layer by layer. The blood had become tacky, causing it to stick to my body. Red smears stayed behind on my skin, the only visual of what I'd done. Another reason I liked to wear black. Blood wasn't visible. 
                          
Completely exposed, I wasn't really sure what to do. I wanted to cover myself, but that seemed a bit out of the question. 
                          
"The name is Brax by the way," the woman said as her cold hands started to run over my body.
                          
I jumped back, nearly falling over. 
                          
"I'm sorry, but with this much blood, I'm double checking which marks are healed to see if there are any fresh ones."
                          
I stood still, tolerating her roaming hands with a clenched jaw. I never liked doctors, and Org doctors were even worse. Nosey little...
                          
"You have a lot of scars. How long did you say you've been doing this?"
                          
"I didn't." My back went rigid, though I knew being completely exposed and her at my back put me at a disadvantage. 
                          
Silence was the only thing that came from Brax, silence and the feel of her hands roaming down my legs. 
                          
She made her way back up, moved the hair at my neck to look at the back of my head, and then made her way around. 
                          
"What's this?" She asked. 
                          
My heart jumped when her finger touched my skin. I knew exactly what she was talking about, and I'd been a fool to let her do this examination. I should have insisted on seeing if I had a concussion only. 
                          
"I was attacked by a vampire a while ago. He'd managed to sink fang in, but I'd been able to kill him before anything too bad happened."
                          
"That's funny," she looked closer at the mark Jared had left behind on my skin. "The width would lead me to believe that it was a werewolf."
                          
"Trust me, I remember everything about the night it happened. It was a vampire."
                          
"Vampires in California? I wouldn't think there would be many of those." Brax tilted her head to the side.