[Evil Tink]

Jack nodded, hurrying over to Alicia and grabbing the blood, "I've seen him get into some hairy things, but nothing so severe. I mean, I've seen him loose an arm from Zera when we first got her. Go, I've got Solomon." He carefully opened Solomon's mouth, wincing as the vampire let out a pained groan, "Quit being a wimp Solomon." He tilting the bottle to pour the blood down his throat. He repeated this with four different bottles.

Solomon fell out of consciousness as his bones started to reset as the blood was poured down his throat. Once they got as far as they could, he was jolted away by intense pain in his hand. He wanted to pull it away so bad, but he couldn't. He let Holden continue to hold his hand, no matter how much it hurt him to do so. He couldn't help but groan in pain as Holden held his hand. Live with it Solomon. Not to mention, that hand was partially burned, but not bandaged for whatever demented reason.

He clenched his eyes tightly, trying to block out the pain, but without his power it was damn near impossible. He twitched his hand slightly, even that small movement sent him reeling for consciousness. He hoped Holden would let go now. He really wanted him do.