<a class="link link--external" href="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i39/Karinina/images-174.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Emi Ganstein</a>was tending to a young 15 year old girl that had caught the infection.  It was so sad when they caught it that young.  The poor girl had caught it in her pregnancy but the boosted immune system was able to hold off the infection until she gave birth to a bouncing baby boy.  She had only three more days before the infection would have fully run its course and she would have to be placed in a holding cell until their ship was able to land.  She wouldn't be able to interact with her son, and it was eating at her.  She had spent the first four days of her transformation in tears.<br/><br/>Emi held back her tears as she ran an icy cool cloth over the young girl's forehead.  "Emi, this must be hard on you.  I'm sorry, I should have been more careful."  The young girl said in a raspy voice as Emi changed out the IV with blood.  The girl wouldn't be able to drink blood yet on her own until the transformation was complete.  It made the transformation easier on the infected person though if they were given blood after the fourth day.<br/><br/>"It's harder on you than it is on me, May, and none of this was your fault."  Emi said as she felt a pang in heart for the child that could never see his mother.  The poor girl would never die after her transformation, unless she was killed, but she would never be able to interact with her son.  She would also be adding to the forces of the infected.  This meant that there was one last human.  This was no good but they would have to take it as it came.<br/><br/>"Emi, do me a favor, and take care of Emerson, please."  May pleaded and<a class="link link--external" href="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i39/Karinina/images-291.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Sepia</a>couldn't help but feel bad for the girl.  It was a complete accident that May had even become infected.  The girl had been Emi's assitant, and she had volunteered to help propagate by giving birth.  She had gotten pregnant with her son Emerson and was cleaning a hallway that had a person that had just caught the infection, but hadn't told anyone yet.  They had coughed on May and she had contracted the infection.  Ever since she had caught the infection she had been isolated.  She was only able to be around those with immunity or that had the infection, or Emi for 7 whole months.<br/><br/>"Of course sweetheart.  I'll be back to check on you later.  Try to rest."  Emi said as she left the room and washed her hands, in water, and then in fire.  Sepia wrapped Emi's hands up tight in cloth to douse the flames and prevent burning and blistering.