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Aug 18, 2013 05:28PM

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((Mads, editing my profile now. Can I put you in it? :) ))

Beven sighed softly. "Maybe we can try the cure now?" she offered quietly, not knowing what else to do

Hayden nodded slowly, fumbling in her pockets for the vial. "What does it say?" she asked as she handed it to Beven in a shaking hand.

Beven shook the vial from Hayden and read the name aloud, several attempts to pronounce the name of the content.

Beven looked the vial over, turning it in her fingers. "Doesn't appear to be," she said slowly. "You drink it I think," she added

Hayden bit her lip. "I don't know if that's a good thing or not..." she said softly. Her sense of taste was hypersensitive.

"It's better then a needle," Beven said softly, lowering the vial from her face to her side.

Hayden bit her lip. "I guess it is..." she agreed, wringing her hands. "What if it's not the cure?"

Beven frowned slightly. That question had crossed her mind more times then she could count. Yet, she still didnt have an answer. "But what if it is," she said softly.

Hayden frowned. "But what if it isn't?" She asked, her voice rising in panic. "I can't take something that could make me sicker."

Beven sighed. "Is there really a way to tell for sure," she said softly. They couldn't ask someone, and they couldn't test it

Hayden bit her lip. "What am I supposed to do?" She asked softly. "Just take it? It could kill me."

Beven but her lip. What to do? She had no idea honestly. "I guess you shouldn't take it. Shouldn't take that risk," she said sadly. What happened to the confidence they has back in the school when they first found the cure? Was that confidence or just worry? Desperation?

((I know! Such a jerk!))

Beven bit her lip, hating seeing Hayden like this. "Maybe try a small bit of it, just to see that affect. Don't take the whole thing," she offered softly cradling her against her chest and stroking her hair softly

"What if that makes me sicker?" Hayden asked softly, climbing into Beven's lap and wrapping her arms around herself, trembling.





Beven bit her lip. "We won't let you die," she said firmly. "We won't take that risk. We can do some research, something to find out what this vial does," she said softly. She wasnt going to risk that chance, not with Hayden.

Hayden curled up in Beven's lap, whimpering softly. "Like what?" Hayden asked softly. "If I take it and things go awry, I'm not going to make it, likely," she said softly. "So what would we research on?"

Beven shook her head. "Don't say that, your not going to die. Not like this, I won't let it," she said firmly, refusing to even have that cross her mind. She cradled Hayden in her lap and rested her head on Hayden's soft blonde hair. "The medicine, the name, what it does. Someone has to know something about it," she said softly. Her mother had been in the medical field of some sort, if she remembered correctly-- which she did. Too bad she was dead

Hayden bit her lip. "But it's possible. What can you do to stop it, Beven? You may be amazing, but no one can prevent death. Not even you. If I'm going to die, you can't do anything about it," she pointed out, sighing softly and dropping her head into her hands. "Who?"

Beven shook her head. She watched her sister and parents die, she refused to let go of Hayden. "No, I can do something. I'm not going to sit around and watch it happen. There's always something, there's always a plan," she said softly. "We can find someone, a doctor maybe. Do some research on the computer."

Hayden curled up in Beven's lap, closing her eyes tiredly. "I don't feel good..." she said suddenly, abandoning all of her previous conversational threads. "At all..."

Beven bit her lip. "We'll get you better soon enough," she said softly, stroking Hayden's hair. They could go to Maine, where she was from and seek help there. But it would be too far, neither of them were in condition to go that far. And besides, the others would be looking for them

"How soon is that?" Hayden inquired so softly it was near silent. Any noise, any movement hurt her head so badly she felt like it would split in half.

"As soon as we can, whenever that is," Beven promised quietly, stroking Hayden's hair softy. Sooner or later, she would need to make a splint or something for her wing. It was killing her, the movement she did earlier wasnt helping. She was just hoping it would heal right.

Hayden curled up closer to Beven, her eyes sliding shut. "Leanne said the cure could give me my sight back," she said softly. "And take away my hearing..."

Beven frowned slightly. "Would you want to lose your hearing if that mean you could see?" she asked softly, wanting to know what Hayden thought about it.

"No," Hayden said quickly, shaking her head. "Not in the slightest. I've become so dependent on my hearing that even if I could see, I'd be much more vulnerable. It would be horrible."

Beven nodded slowly. "Did she say for sure that you would lose your hearing?" she asked curiously. Would Hayden even take the cure if it would cure her sickness, and blindness but leave her deaf?

"She said it was likely, almost certain," Hayden said softly. "Balance. I can't have both sight and hearing. And I don't get to pick."

Beven frowned sadly. "Would you still take the cure," she said quietly. She had to, Hayden had to. She couldn't keep getting sick, facing death each time. Beven had lost her family once, she wasnt going to loose another.

Hayden bit her lip, curling up closer to Beven. "If it would render me deaf?" she asked softly. "No. Never."

Beven bit her lip and closed her eyes. "Should we even look onto the cure then?" she asked, knowing even if Hayden said no, she would still go

Hayden bit her lip. "No," she said softly. "We shouldn't."

Beven shook her head. "Too bad, we are still looking," she said quietly, refusing to just give up like that. She wasnt going to that, she would rather die then loose her sister.

Hayden sighed softly. "Beven," she said after a moment. "I don't want to. Not if it'll take away my hearing."

Beven shook her head. "I'm not letting you die Hayden. I can't stand to see you get sick all the time. I know you don't want to loose your hearing, but we can find away to keep that from happening," she said softy closing her eyes

Hayden shook her head. "If it'll take away my hearing, I won't do it," she said firmly. "I mean it. There's no way to stop what'll happen. It'll happen, whatever it is."

"If we find it, you can make the choice of taking it or not. I cant make you take it, but I promised you I would find it. I wont just agree to letting you get sicker and sicker. I promised i would find it, and you can decide to take it or not, but i wont just sit here," Beven said strongly