Roger carried Lily back to an alleyway where it was nowhere near the gas station and started to give first aid and vampire antidote. He had seen vampire bites before, but it looked like Quinn was a little bit hasty and the bites weren't as neat as others. Roger wrapped gauze around her neck after applying the antidote to slow the bleeding and prevent a transformation. It wasn't bleeding dangerously, but he would imagine that hurt terribly. Once that was secure he sat next to her in silence, wondering if he could carry her back home without drawing too much attention. 

After a moment of thought, Roger decided that it would be best to let her wake up on her own and help her walk back to the apartment. That would be less suspicious and easier to hide the damage. He still wasn't sure what to do about Kurt and Jeremy, so he decided to leave it be for the moment. He would give Jeremy a chance to come clean and explain himself before talking to Kurt about it. Luckily, Kurt wasn't expecting to see Lily again for a few more days. 

Hours passed and Roger kept checking his phone. He had reported what had happened with the Rogue and how it was handled. He had received the general response of completion, but he was dreading an assignment. He hoped that he could at least get Lily home before he went out again to deal with more Rogues.

"Where am I?" a weak voice croaked beside Roger, who exhaled in relief. Lily tried to look up at him, but she flinched at the pain on her throat. Roger pursed his lips in concern, hoping she wouldn't accidentally open her wounds. "What's going on?"

"We stumbled onto a trap, and you got bitten," Roger answered apologetically. Lily brought her eyebrows together in confusion, surprised to find that he felt bad for her getting hurt. "And don't worry, you won't turn. I applied the antidote to the wound, so you should be good to go."

"That's good news," she whispered, leaning against the wall instead of his shoulder. 

"Also, I would also like to apologize about Jeremy. It seems that he, as he put it, accidentally marked you. He shouldn't have, and I should have noticed sooner. I am sorry," Roger informed, hanging his head.

"Am I going to die?"

"Um, no, being marked doesn't kill you."

"Then it's fine," she answered, relaxing again. Roger stared at her and sighed.

"It's not fine. Being marked means that, in vampiric law, that you belong to Jeremy, and that is highly dangerous in our line of work. A rival faction or a Rogue might decide to use you against Jeremy, and that usually never goes well. Not mention it's demeaning and generally rude," Roger complained, shaking his head.

"What does it mean to be marked, though? If I'm not going to die, what will happen to me?" Lily asked, growing concerned again.

"Nothing, if Jeremy keeps his word. However, being marked usually means two things. First, you might become a portable blood bag for the vampire for a short while. People usually don't last too long on that route. The other option means that the vampire intends to turn you and have you join their clan," Roger answered. "Generally, it's not the worst thing if it's the second option, if that's what you want with your life. However, the NHRO strongly believes that their agents shouldn't belong to any one faction. It creates... problems."

"The NHRO?"

"The Non Human Rehabilitation Organization. It's the organization we work for," Roger answered before looking toward the sky. "However, because you have been marked by an older vampire, the mark won't dissipate for a few months or so. We will have to keep under the radar during that time."

"That doesn't sound too bad. Going off the grid is my specialty," Lily grinned before exhaling dramatically. 

"Do you think you can walk?" Roger asked, starting to stand up. Lily nodded, accepting his help to get on her feet. "Here lean against me so you have some balance."

"Is this going to happen to me every time we go on a field assignment?" Lily asked as they made it back to the main street. Roger sighed.

"I would certainly hope not. I don't think I could handle a fainting partner," Roger teased, partly serious. Lily shook her head as she gripped his arm. While they walked down the street, Lily felt better and her head clearer. Although, there was one thing that she couldn't get quite out of her head. She couldn't seem to shake Jeremy's face from her memory. It was there, in the front of her mind, a constant reminder. She wasn't sure why, but she missed him. She missed him terribly.