She awakened herself by coughing here and there during the night, but it was the darkness that awakened her. It should have been morning by now, her head was sore, had it all been a dream? Chuckling she looked up at the ceiling and smiled, â€œDamn dad, what did you give me?â€ Ferra awaited to hear that deep hardy chuckle, and that strong calloused hand that would reach over to ruffle her hairâ€¦but it never came, not ten minutes after, nor an hour after. Tears streamed down her face in the darkness as realization hit her like a two ton brick. She tried to quieten her sobs, but her father had been there for her, even when she had been so close to death after the bomb, he stayed by her not giving up. Ferra should have done the same, and died there with him.<br/><br/>The vampire, wiping her eyes she felt her head and felt the bruised area upon her head, swallowing she looked around in the darkness looking for the vampire. Where had he taken her? Standing she felt her way around the area and found a door, slowly opening it she felt for a light and found one. Flicking it on she looked at the bathroom. It seemed like a dream in itself, there was a shower! Not caring much for decency she began to strip turning the water on and plugging the bath. Her head still throbbed, but as she eased herself into the tub the aches and pains that had taken over her body seemed to slowly go awayâ€¦