#menarestubborn

                 "God, you're so stubborn. Your ribs are clearly broken or at least bruised and there's internal bleeding. I can smell it through the wound." she sighs, holds her wrist up again and there's an insistent tension in her arm that says either he takes her blood, or she feeds it to him, "We've lost too many people, Sam. I'm not losing you, too, and I'm definitely not knocking on that bunker door and so I can tell a vampire slayer that I let her boyfriend die. Stake in the heart? Not today, thank you. Drink. This is my resolve face."