Connor felt sudden fear grip him, and he looked back, but there wasn't anything there, and Connor knew what he was thinking. "No, I don't plan of telling him" He said softly. He paused again, and licked his lips, wondering if he should re-tell her about what he had figured out. 

Eventually, he gave in, knowing it would be best if she did know. "There have been a string of attacks on humans, bitten but not turned. A bitten human can always be turned, all it takes is a drop of vampire blood" And for some, like Connor, not even that. "I think, and Marl agrees that someone wants to create a mass vampire army, that can be turned at the drop of...of well blood"

Here he paused again as he took out stakes, daggers, knives, and the two guns, setting them down, but putting one gun in the waist band of his jeans, wanting it out ready just in case someone else was around. 

"it means I can be turned easily. It means...that the blood on my hands in the dream could be human. And I could have been turned. I'm given these dreams, I think, in order to prevent things from happening, so yes, I am worried for you. I'm worried for me. And I'm worried I might not be quick enough to stop it from happening"