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– I can’t really say why, but I’m sorry okay. You don’t need to kill me. AGAIN!”
    “Oh, stop being so dramatic, we aren’t going to really kill you, just give your family a body so they can move on. Though now that you mention it, I am a little angry with you. . .”
    “What the hell, do you just decide to kill me on the days you get bored or what? Freakin’ vampires.”
    “Jules, do you ever say a real cuss word?” William was trying not to laugh again.
    “Hell is a cuss word, and I use it all the time. Like now, go to Hell.” This time he did start laughing at me all over again.
    “Ughh! Ana what’s the plan? I want to get this over with.”
    “Alright well, I have two plans really; I guess you get to pick which one you want to go with. I still have your car in the storage shed, so what I want to do is dump it for the police to find with a few bits of you in it. That along with the amount of blood they found at the scene of the crime will give the police enough to hopefully declare you dead, even though they won’t have your body.”
    “Ok, yuck. What do you mean exactly by ‘a few bits of me’?”
    “We can pull a few teeth since they’ll grow right back, some hair, maybe some skin –"
    “Alright, you’re seriously grossing me out! Stop, what’s plan two?”
    “Plan two, which is far less safe, is we dump the car near to the police station as soon as you wake up. We dump it with your body in the trunk. We do it as close to sunset as possible so it will give them enough time to get you out of the car and into the morgue before sunrise. You breathe all the time now, but you do it out of habit not necessity .  Y our heart rate is so low that it is almost non-existent, and you are becoming paler every day. As long as you can remain apneic and unmoving around that many humans , you will appear for all purposes dead. As long as we dirty you up , they won’t notice at the scene that you are actually healthier now than you have ever been.”
    “What about the medical examiner? Won’t he try to cut me open, find the cause of death? Won’t they notice the lack of wounds on me when they find my body to have caused that much blood loss?”
    “I’ll be going in as the M.E.; I already have an alias set in place for just such an occasion. I’ll be a transfer from another county working the night shift,” William said a bit solemnly.
    “The real concern is, like you said, the wound, and also the sunlight. I can protect you during the day. I’ve already gone in and modified one of the body refrigerators so that it can be locked from the inside and out. This way if they should cut off my lock, which I doubt, you’ll still be locked in and safe from the sun, until I can get back at sunset. We just have to make sure they get you to me before sunrise.” All playfulness was now gone from William’s features as he tried to emphasize the seriousness of this.
    “What about the wound and what will William do to get safe during the day should things cut too close?”
    “We both know that head wounds bleed the most profusely and are the easiest to hide. They also cause the most life threatening injuries. If we cause enough of a wound that can be hidden by most of your hair , it won’t be immediately discernable how bad it is or isn’t . I f you’re covered in dried blood it will automatically make it appear worse than it really is. You know this from the patients you see at the hospital ; they rush in because they think their scratch is a major wound because of the amount of blood they see.” Ana was explaining in her best doctor voice.
    “I’ll be turning in a fake Cause of Death report that will state that the wound was severe and the cause of the death due to blunt force trauma and hemorrhaging. Your family will think that you passed quickly and will be given a body. They will have their closure.”
    “Yes, let’s just hope that you never told your husband that you wanted an open casket