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Jane had gone home and worried that her mother or Cassandra would wonder about the bandage on her neck but Dr. Cullen did a good job and no one noticed.

Though she found her dreams were slightly richer as if there was something strange and full of passion inside her. She would wake up and try to write them but they slipped from her hand like the morning fog.

When a door to Milliways appeared, she at first hesitated but then went through to order a pot of tea and keep trying to write what she could not quite grasp.

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Her eyes widen.

"My lips are definitely sealed, then."

"Thank you. Though I was simply trying to write a moment from a dream or a memory that I cannot recall."

Gingerly, she reaches up to touch the bandage that is becoming more visible on her neck.

Kate takes a seat, her expression shifting to concern when she spots the bandage.

"Are you hurt?"

"Oh not terribly no, simply a rather a strange experience but this is Milliways."

Jane is trying to sound brighter than she feels since it disturbs her greatly that she can't recall what happened.

Kate glances around the bar; she hasn't heard of any strange goings-on since the virus Kate Beckett warned her about, but then again, she and Bill have only just gotten back from Provence with Boo.

"Is everything okay? I mean, if you don't mind me asking?"

"I am recovered, yes just missing some time."

She gives Jane a quick once-over, her eyes pausing briefly on the bandage.

' ... a memory that I cannot recall.'

"Do you remember what happened?"

"Only things that are so light that I cannot hold onto them. I was in the library and then somehow fell asleep. When I awoke, my hair was down and I had a bite while the candle had also gone out."

"Like a bug bite? Or an ... an animal?"

"Those who looked at said that it was probably a vampire. Though that feels so strange to me as if I was in a rather odd sort of novel."

"Vampire."

She nods, feeling a little cold as her eyes fall to the bandage once more.

"Did you see someone here? In the infirmary?"

"Doctor Cullen, yes, who I do know is one himself but not the sort that bites apparently."

A line appears between her brows.

"I don't think I know him," she says softly. "What did he say about the bite? I mean, as far as aftereffects go?"

"That I should be fine in time."

"Good -- that's good."

Concern still clear in her features, "Is there anything I can do? Get you anything? Even if it's just some more tea, maybe?"

"I would be grateful for some more tea, thank you. You could perhaps tell me about yourself, Miss Warner."

She requests the tea, grateful that Bar seems to know just what Jane had been drinking earlier, and a second cup appears for Kate.

"There's not a lot to tell, I'm afraid," she says with a small smile, pulling her steaming mug closer. "I'm from Los Angeles, California, and it's 2005 for me."

"Might I ask what you do? Since it seems that most women from later dates than myself have fascinating lives."

"Of course, I don't mind. But it's not really that fascinating," she adds, breathing a quiet laugh.

"I'm in finance -- I work for my dad's investment company. I'm pretty much a glorified accountant; I manage client accounts and oversee our in-house expenses."

"Is it something that you enjoy?"

"I do," she says with a nod, ignoring the twist in her stomach that reminds her just how long it's been since she's been home.

"And I get to travel quite a bit -- we have offices in several countries, so it definitely has its perks."

"That does sound rather wonderful and your father must trust you greatly to put you in such a position."

"He's a good man -- a good businessman, too. He's taught me a lot."

"How wonderful. My own father tries his best but I fear at times there are too many women in the house against him except when my brothers are back."

Stirring honey in her tea, she looks up and smiles.

"Tell me about your family, Miss Austen."