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into her blood stream. With a small vacuum pump I sucked the dark liquid out of the wound until I could find no more. The wound was clean now, but how much of her blood was contaminated?
    I checked her vital signs again. Her pulse was still high, but seemed to settle. Suddenly she shivered again. I covered her with a clean sheet, but knew it wouldn’t be enough to keep her warm. As fast as I could I closed the incision site.
    I took a warm blanket out of a cabinet and wrapped it around her. I needed to examine the object I had removed from her body, but I didn’t want to leave her alone upstairs. I wanted to make sure that if her condition changed, I would be there to act immediately.
    I took the capsule from its tray and placed it on the microscope. I knew immediately what it was. The capsule had a special coating which acted as a time release mechanism. It was very simple and very effective. But what was it supposed to release?
    I didn’t have time to investigate any further.
    “Uh, where am I?” I heard the girl utter. I rushed to her side grateful for the fact that I still wore my lab coat.
    She was too weak to lift her head and could only stare into the lights above her. I bent over her so she could see me. Her big brown eyes looked up at me.
    “You were attacked. You’re alright now,” I assured her and smiled at her softly. I was surprised at how calm and quiet my voice was. It betrayed nothing of the storm raging inside of me.
    She looked at me, and a painful expression suddenly crossed her face.
    “I can give you some more morphine for the pain.”
    She raised her hand slightly. “No, no more. I, I …”
    “What is it? Are you in pain?” I probed.
    Please, please, let her be alright.
    “Doctor, I have no insurance,” she admitted and closed her eyes seemingly too embarrassed to look at me.
    That was her problem? She had no health insurance? I had to control myself in order not to break out in laughter. She refused morphine even though she was in pain, because she couldn’t pay for it? Who was this girl?
    I put my hand on hers. I justified it to myself that a doctor in the hospital would probably have done the same, even though I knew I was looking for any excuse to touch her. I instantly fantasized about what I wanted her hand to do, how I wanted her to touch me.
    “Don’t worry. This is on the house.” How true it was. As I prepared another syringe I continued talking to her. So far she didn’t seem to be too worried about who I was or where she was. From her vantage point it truly looked like she was in a surgery suite at a hospital.
    “Is there anybody you want me to contact for you?”
    She shook her head. “There’s nobody.”
    Wrong answer!
    She had nobody? Nobody would be looking for her? Nobody would miss her? What was my incentive now of taking her back to the real world? Could it get any worse? I could keep her and nobody would know.
    “Are you sure? No relative, colleague, friend, boyfriend?” The last word hurt as I spoke it.
    “No, there’s nobody,” she insisted. I was relieved she didn’t have a boyfriend, but this didn’t make things look any better for her. She had no idea what danger she was in. I could keep her locked up here and do anything I wanted with her.
    Anything!
    I felt how my two sides launched into another fierce battle within me.
    “It’ll hurt just a little.” I showed her the syringe, and my voice sounded normal, not revealing the war inside me. She barely flinched. “It’ll take the pain away.”
    “Thanks.”
    I didn’t want her to sleep yet.
    “I don’t know your name.”
    “Annette. My name is Annette.” I smiled at her and she smiled back at me. Her eyes locked with mine. I felt as if I could look to the bottom of her soul. I had to tear myself away quickly.
    “Have we met before?” she asked shyly.
    Oh, no! She remembered me?
    It was impossible. I hadn’t been entirely human when she had stared into my amber eyes during the attack. My