"Please try to relax, Carter. It's harder for me to get to the vein if you're all bunched up like that." Laura had taken a lot of blood in her time, so she was pretty experienced with a needle. All it took was a smooth insertion and...
The needle bounced off. What? Laura's brows knit in puzzlement. So much for a smooth insertion. She tried again, but the needle wouldn't even scratch Carter's skin - it was as if it were made of a hard, impenetrable substance. A small smile flashed across her face. Ahh. So it wasn't the flu after all.