Cass sniffled and looked Bradin in the face, a small smile playing on her lip.

Bradin smiled and ran a finger down Cass's cheek gently. "I love you" he whispered.

Cass smiled. "I love you too" she replied.

Bradin smiled and kissed Cass softly.

Cass smiled and returned the kiss sweetly.

Bradin smiled cutely and hugged Cass

Cass hugged Bradin back tightly.

Bradin smiled and kept his arms around Cass. But he HAD to get round to figuring that stuff out.

Cass kissed Bradin gently. "You have research to do, and an entire library in the next building to look through" she said softly.

Bradin smiled and kissed Cass back. "Care to join me or would you rather not see what comes up?" he asked. He really needed help. Even if she didn't know where to look.

Cass smiled. "Of course I will" she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her forehead against his.

Bradin smiled back and took hold of Cass's hand. "Let's go then" he replied.

If it's not one thing, it's another
 

Cass smiled and squeezed Bradin's hand and nodded. "Lead the way" she said.

Ad coughed, then slowly lifted herself off of Justin's lap, waiting for the fit to pass. The coughing got worse and she begged that she wouldn't cough up any blood, but it was likely she would. She looked down at her hand and sighed. Blood. "One second...." she said flicking her wand at her leg and walked to the kitchen, coughing into the sink.

Bradin stood up and held his hand out to help Cass get up. Then he made his way to the library.

Justin looked at Ad, concern taking over. "Are you ok?" he asked.

Ad shook her head and she looked at Justin as blood dripped down her chin. "I...I don't know what's wrong" she said, and aother coughing fit took over. She resumed coughing blood into the sink.

Justin tried to keep calm but he couldn't. Panic was taking over. And fast. What should he do? How could he help? Who should he call?

Ad looked back up pleadingly at Justin. She turned back to the sink and choked on a mouthful of blood, and tears ran down her cheeks.

Justin honestly had no idea what to do. He didn't even know how to calm himself down. Which made him feel like a FAILURE! He probably was just for not doing anything to help Ad. But he didn't have the first clue as to how he could actually help her. He just continued panicking, looking for a way to resolve the problem. But nothing came to mind. Just more panic.

Ad coughed again, then calmed herself down enough to think to Justin. 'Dr. McKenzie? Why not call him' she thought, coughing as well.

The coughing got worse, and Ad started crying. "Justin...it's not my lungs acting up..." she got out between coughs, tears mixing with the blood.

She looked back up at Justin, who was panicking. She grabbed his hand before she started coughing more.

Justin looked up at Ad and took his phone out of his pocket and phone Dr McKenzie. And he'd better hurry up too.

He then looked back at Ad. He gulped and finally moved closer. It wasn't just the fact she was in a coughing fit that was panicking him. Blood! He'd developed a phobia over the years. He had a lot of phobia's but all for good reasons.

Ad cried more when she remembered Justin's phobia of blood. 'You don't have to stay in here, you know. Wait for Dr. McKenzie with Dreamer' she thought weakly to him. She coughed more, still crying. She coughed more and finally looked into the sink and saw how much blood was in it. Then blackness as she passed out from blood loss.

Justin bit his lip and gulped before covering his mouth with the back of his hand. He couldn't just leave her but he couldn't stay in the room with a lot of blood in. So he moved toward the doorway. He wasn't leaving Ad but the blood wasn't in clear view either.

Dreamer whined and approached his unconscious mistress slowly, licking her blood-spattered, pale face. He whined again, lying next to her, not leaving her side, nudging her arm occasionally.

Justin looked down at Dreamer then back up at the wall in front of him. He felt so guilty. He couldn't do anything because of his own phobia and that made things a whole lot worse.

Storm padded into the kitchen and nudged Justin's leg, in effort to calm him down a little. She licked his hand.