He sat by her bedside watching over her sleep and wondering when did his life had taken such a wrong turn? no matter the exact moment he knew that somehow it was HER fault, it was always HER fault and now looking back he could not help but wonder if maybe he was cursed and that the vehicle chosen to carry out said curse was her...he sighed and stirred in his uncomfortable metal chair -What am I doing here? I`m no doctor, there is nothing that I can do here except sit and stare at her like an idiot...! To hell with it!! he spoke to no one in particular and rose with determination, but as he started to walk away from his...´´curse`` he seemed to hesitate because the med-bay was not a large room and yet instead of walking directly toward the doors he just paced around arguing with himself, apparently he lost the argument because after releasing an exasperated grovel he walked back to his chair and resumed his place at her side. Oh, how he hated that this was ´´his`` chair now when he had a perfectly nice throne back home, it was bad enough that he ostentate the lowly rank of General but now to be reduced to the position of a nurse? well, that was just unacceptable...- I blame you, you know that right? he said to the woman lying next to him, but the only response she had for him was the steady hiss of the respirator and the bleep that came from the heart monitor to which she was hooked up...- Of course, the one time I want you to talk back to me you say nothing, typical! I swear to you, you are doing this just to piss me off! he recriminated her. HISS and BLEEP...damn you he whispered while he leaned back on ´´his`` chair. Apparently his mind could not be shutdown easily because after a while of staring into nothingness he began to drift through memories and being the methodical, well organized vampire that he was a patron soon emerged and under the excuse of tallying up all her crimes and offenses against his noble self he started to recount his history with her. He was surprised to realize that they in fact had know each other for over seven centuries

-We have quite a history you and I, don`t we pet? he spoke to the slumbering lady at his side, he leaned over her and said - Hey! is not that the perfect pet name for you? ´´pet``, yes, I like how it sounds and it fits you like a glove my dear...´´pet``, he chuckled and while he knew that it was not healthy to receive such a satisfaction from taunts like this he cherished them dearly and were nothing compared to the exalted pleasure he got from pulling rank on her, because although he knew that the title ´´General`` was beneath his sublime station the fact that he was above her and could rub her nose in it at every chance he got, well...that was just...delicious...and why should he feel ashamed over this? did he not have to put up with her nonsense on a daily basses? had she not being the mother of all thorns on his side for years, nay centuries? did she not give as good as she took? - She is by far the most exasperating creature, male or female I have met in my entire existence on this forsaken world...even now that she lies in a coma, helpless as a newborn babe...oh, it would be so easy...I would just have to reach out my hand, wrap it around her neck and feel...feel the life escaping from her...but no! she had to go and spoil it for me, somehow she sucked away all the thrill from ripping her miserable throat out and bathing in her blood...and I`m well in my right to do so! he complaint to pale figure prostrated at his side -You have earned your death at my hands at least a thousand times...that is why I could not leave you to your death back in the Isle of Mona...you belong to me, he vehemently announced and then imediatly emended it by adding -your life is mine and I will collect on this debt once you are healed and back on your feet...