Testing a doctors patience {Marcus || Elizabeth}

I walked into the hospital posing as a volunteer for the blood drive. Little did the dim-witted Staff know I was here to steal the blood secertly. I guess I was the Robin Hood of Blood for the Mystic Falls vampires. Yes it was extermly hard to resist the temptation but I found out how to do it, even for an hour or two.

After the drive was over I loaded up three cooler fulls of blood and started on my journey to leave the Hospital. Little did i know I was being followed by some unkown human or vampire who watched my every move.

The nerve of some people, vampires to be correct. I was beyond frustrated with the countless imbussels who call themselves my staff. Half the force of nurses are compelled at least once a month, some don't even recognize that the 'volunteers' are as white as paper. I didn't have any surgeries for the next eight hours, so I decided to help supervise the blood drive in the west wing.
There were few nurses, which, quite frankly, pissed me off. I glanced around, seeing no more than two volunteers, one of which was acting quite sketchy. I kept my eyes on her, watching as she made her way towards the refrigerator where the blood was stored. Immediately, I put two and two together, figuring out by her pale skin that she was carting away blood for feeding. Trying to remain in the shadows, I followed after her, seeing her place the blood into the car.
At this point, I was infuriated, but managed to keep my cool. Stepping out of the shadows, I sped in front of her car, making her have to slam on the brakes, "And where do you think you are going?"

I got into my car after placing the cooler in the trunk. This didnt feel right. Stealing blood from a hospital where a little kid could have needed a transfusion and I could have taken their only match. And that the air just didnt feel right. I got into the car, the first time since the accident. I looked at my forearm, happy to see normal skin there. i was healed with Klaus' blood, from a vial.

I began to leave the parking lot untill a figure ran infront of my car, making her slam on my brakes. I turned it off. His speeds were of a high rate, and he wore doctors clothes. Was he posing as a doctor or is he really a doctor? I asked myself. I stepped out of the car and shut my door. I stood by it as I had my arms down. "I am keeping this town from more 'animal attacks'. Instead of feeding off of the source, I'm taking the next best thing. If you want me to buy it I will. How much do you want?" I asked pulling out about 1,000 dollars out of my purse.

Being frustrated, I narrowed my eyes, holding my hands up, "I don't want your money. All you had to do was come to my office and ask." Glancing to the car, I asked, "Do you know which types you took? I have three patients in need of blood transfusions within the next forty-eight hours after their surgeries."
Margaret, six years old, was in a terrible car accident along with her mother, both in need of blood transfusions. An older gentleman was the victim of yet another 'animal attack' in which I was far too frustrated with. I couldn't take seeing the victims being rolled in on gurneys, half of them pronounced dead before they even reached the hospital. It was sickening that my own race was tearing them to shreds. It seemed that I was the only brave enough doctor to examine the badly torn bodies. Others would shudder and turn away.

I walked to the trunck and pulled out the cooler. I walked to the front of the car and placed it on the hood, opening the lid. "I'm not a mind reader, take what you need." I said as I stepped aside and leaned back up aginst a car. I had one power and right now, it was just getting it's touch back. Stupid bite weakend it. But now thatg I am all cured up I feel better than ever.