After an hour of pacing in the tent, back and forth, Natalie finally heard Raven stir on the stretcher he was lying on in the makeshift hospital room. She flew to his side.
“Raven?”
“I’m here…” He said quietly as he winced with pain as he tried to sit up and caused the wound to stretch.
Natalie smiled. “Everyone is willing to give you their blood, pick one.”
Raven blinked and gave her a small smile. “I don’t want to make the rest jealous.”
Natalie chuckled. “Welcome to my world…”
Raven laughed and then winced again. “Ouch…that hurt…”
“Do you have a preference?” Natalie asked.
Raven looked at her with a strange look. Natalie grinned. “Of course…I’ll get Carlos…Londo will not be a good idea…” She walked out of the tent as Raven smirked and rested back on the pillows.
“Carlos, bab
