Chapter One

a/n – Ok so I've still only read up to book nine so far so if any of this clashes with any later books – Sorry, however I still doubt it will as I have said in the summary and in the prequel to this fan fic 'Open Wounds'–

Shane didn't, doesn't and won't move into the Glass House, Clair doesn't come to Morganville there for Shane never meets her. He will however meet Michael in this story.

I do not own anything but the idea and the character of Elizabeth all other Morganville vampire characters and locations belong to Rachael Cane

This is my first published fan fiction ~ please R&R ~ thanks peeps

"Do it" he whispered, moving so that his neck was on display,

"I…" she breathed, before she licked her lips and lent up allowing her fangs to descend as Elizabeth gently kissed at Shane's neck once, before her teeth broke the skin, Shanes hands gripped onto her shoulders.

The blood flowed into her mouth, Shane's fingernails dug into her shoulders breaking the skin, she released him her chest heaving, Shane looked down his eyes fixed, Before she could register what she was doing she ran her own nail across her wrist breaking the skin, before forcing it against Shane's partly open lips.

It took a few seconds but Shane began to suck greedily at the blood that flowed from the wound. Elizabeth was surprised at how much this turned her on.

The bedroom door slammed open, Shane pulled away from Elizabeth's wrist, blood running down his chin, he could feel the changes in his body, but those where the least of his troubles, the least of both of their troubles, because standing in the doorway stood Frank Collins.

Frank was armed from head to toe, a crossbow in hand. His eyes glowing with anger,

"What the hell are you doing to my son?" He yelled,

Shane without thinking moved faster than he had ever been able to in the past acting as a shield between his father and his lover,

"Stay away from her" Shane hissed his voice strong and commanding. Frank was not intimidated so easily and began marching across the room, before Frank had reached the Bed Elizabeth had left the bed and sent Frank flying across the room, Shanes blood flowing through her veins, making her feel stronger,

"GET OUT" She hissed, Shane appeared at her side, "NOW" Her eyes glowing red, Shane could feel the change, he could hear his father's heart beating, he could smell the blood seeping from the wound in the back of his father's head, Shane bared his new fangs,

"This isn't over! You have infected my son and you will pay!" Frank hissed fleeing from the room. Elizabeth turned to hold Shane from chasing after his father,

"Shh" she whispered holding him close their nude bodies pressed together, "Here" she said pulling away slightly and bringing her healing wrist up to his lips, Shane took it sinking his teeth in and reopening the wound, he swallowed greedily, he let go as he felt Elizabeth sag, he managed to catch her before she fell to the floor, he lifted her to the bed,

"Liz? Oh god what have I done?" he said kneeling beside the bed,

"Shane…it's ok…I…I just need to feed…in the fridge." She whispered, Shane, stood grabbing his Boxers and left the room running to the fridge missing twice adjusting to his new vampire speed. He grabbed the blood bag and ran back up stairs fully mastering the speed by the time he reached the bedroom.

"It's ok 'Lizabeth, I'm here now, look I have the blood, I…" he looked down at the clear bag filled with the red substance he now craved,

"Shane, Give it to me" Elizabeth said pushing herself up, "Please, you've had enough, I must feed" she said reaching a hand out, "You can do this my love" She whispered, Shane pulled his gaze away from the bagged blood and looked into her eyes, he took the remaining two steps to the bed before dropping the back in her hand,

"I…" he began,

"Go Shane, I understand" she smiled, waiting for him to exit the room before she pierced the bag with a nail and drained the liquid from inside.

Shane entered the bathroom staring into the mirror, his reflection wasn't there, he sighed and turned the tap on and splashed water over his face, cleaning the blood from his mouth and then his neck removing the final visual mark of his transformation, the bite mark was gone healed by Elizabeth's blood. He splashed his face again and stared at his nonexistent reflection in the mirror and realisation rushed over him…

"Shit!" he mumbled

His dad was back, Frank Collins was back in Morganville…

"Shit!"