Soooo I've been absent from my Morganville stuff for a while Im so sorry. Hopefully someone will read this but this just came to me. I havent finished the books yet (still on 14) so this is placed after Eve and Michael's wedding. Hope you like this, there will be more coming soon!

Sitting on the couch, the remote in one hand, and a coke in the other, Claire stares into space. She didn't know what to do. Mixed feelings floating through her mind. 'What the hell? Why?' She screams in her head. She hears the lock turn in the front door which snaps her out of her thoughts. She gulps down her coke and tries to act normal as Eve and Michael walk into the house. Claire smiles at her two friends and waves half-heartedly.

"Hey guys." She calls out, Eve smiling at her best friend.

"Hey CB, what's up?" Eve says as she heads to the kitchen to get herself a coke before throwing her bag on the floor and sitting with the brunette. Claire shrugs and stares at the lame soap opera that was on and sighs.

"Waiting for Shane to get home." She says tiredly. Eve nodded in understanding before yawning softly.

"He'll be home soon." She says and Claire nods before getting up and telling her she'll be in her room. The teen tries to take her time going to her room but truthfully she wanted to just run there. Locking her room door she lays on her bed and covers her eyes with her arm. Images of her dream running through her head. His touch, his kiss, his smile. 'No. Stop it Claire.' She scolds herself. She had been having dreams of Michael lately and she didn't know what to do. She had asked Myrnin what dreams were, which led to a long explanation that jumped from topic to topic. Her basic analysis was that they were either hearts desires or coded messages between the dreamer and what's being dreamt of. She sighs softly before she turns over and tried to drown out the thoughts of Michael.

xXx

She wakes up with a start, another dream with him. This one however was more…intimate. She lays in bed thinking back to her dream, the way he held her, caressed her, kissed her. 'Stop!' she screams in her head, feeling herself grow hot from the mere thoughts. She turns over and looks at her phone. 'Great, it's 3am.' She thinks to herself. She knew she couldn't wake up Shane to help her with her problem. He was tired from working overtime and she didn't want to disrupt his sleep. She sighs softly before doing the only thing she knew would help her problem go away.

She imagined her hands were Michael's, exploring her body the way she dreamed. She felt guilty that she was thinking of her best friend instead of her boyfriend but she couldn't help it. Soft moans would escape her lips, occasionally mumbling his name as well until she was satisfied. She grabs a towel and a clean pair of clothes before going to the shower to wash herself.

"What's my problem? Why am I thinking of him?" She mutters to herself. She was so confused. "No. I have to forget this. I have Shane and he has Eve." She tells herself, trying to compel herself to forget her feelings towards him. When she was done in the shower she goes back to her bed, quickly falling back asleep.

xXx

The next morning she wakes up rather late, past nine. 'Shit. Well Shane's gone.' She thinks to herself. Luckily she didn't have class that day or work, one of her rare days off, so she lazily goes down to make herself breakfast. She heads into the kitchen and see's Michael with his sports bottle and the paper. She tries her best not to blush and head to the fridge to get milk and cereal.

"Morning." She says, Michael still engrossed in his paper.

"Morning." He says in a rather low voice. Claire pours herself her cereal and sits at the table with Michael.

"Where's Eve?" She asks, taking a bite of her frosted flakes. Michael puts his paper down and starts to do the crossword, avoiding eye contact with Claire.

"Work." Was all he said. Claire noticed his difference in personality and frowns.

"You Okay there?" She asks worriedly. He simply nods his head and she frowns more. "No you're not. What up?" She asks but he stays quiet. She sighs and taps her fingers on the table, something she did when she was getting mad. "Okay seriously what gives? Why won't you look at me? Or answer me?" She says, obviously irritated. Michael looks up at her before averting his eyes.

"I uh…" He stammers, trying to find the words. "I heard you…last night…" He says nervously, a light blush on his pale skin. It took Claire a moment before she realized what he was talking about. She blushes brightly and looks away from him.

"O-Oh...uh…" She says nervously before cursing under her breath. "A-About that…" She says softly. She sighs before looking at Michael and biting her lip softly. She didn't know what to say.

"Why did you say my name?" He asks her, curiosity and nervousness in his voice. Claire mentally curses herself for forgetting his vampire hearing and that he was nocturnal half the time. She stood quiet before he repeated his question.

"I-I…I don't know Michael…" She says softly. Before he could respond she continues. "I've been having dreams about you lately and the last dream I had well…we were…you know, doing that…" She says softly.

"O-Oh I see…" He says quietly. The two sit there quietly for a while, an awkward silence hanging in the air. She was about to break the silence before he spoke. "w-was it good?" He asks, averting his gaze from her. Claire was too dumbstruck to respond, unable to believe he wasn't angry at her or even feeling a bit weird about this. She shook her head before replying.

"Y-Yeah…W-Why ask though? You're married to Eve." She says, making him flinch slightly at the words. Michael sighs softly before looking at Claire with his heart warming blue eyes. It could make her get lost in his gaze, but she tried her best not to. Before she could react he kisses her, a gentle sweet kiss, making her freeze up in shock. He pulls away just enough so he could talk.

"I've always loved you."