Eternal Love

Welcome to Morganville, a town with a bite. Vampires aren't like in the books and movies so heads up- don't go looking for Edward Cullen for a life long whirlwind romance. It's Morganville not Sleeping Beauty, so instead of glittering hunks, it's glittering stakes and pointy, scary teeth. So first and last rule. DON'T FALL IN LOVE.

Yeah well Claire did well enough to break that rule didn't she? Everyone warned her not to go near him, he's dangerous and unstable. Yet Claire can't resist, she's drawn to the danger- how it makes her feel inside. Being with him is like standing on the edge of a cliff during a storm, not knowing whether the wind is strong enough to blow you over or just enough to let you feel like your flying. When Claire is with Myrin, most of the time it feels like she is flying, but then there's moments were he turns and it's like the winds are picking up and she's preparing to fall.

"Claire? Claire, will you stop this incisive daydreaming and come and help alphabetically arrange my German alchemical texts?" Myrin was stood up at the very top of the rail ladders, fanged bunny slippers barely hanging on to the smooth wooden curves of each step. The way he was peering down at her, was like he was peering right into her soul, like he could see what she feels when he looks at her that way.

"Are you kidding? I am not climbing right up there to Alphabetize books I cannot even understand. No I refuse, do it yourself" Myrin glanced at her in horror, then gave that quirky full teeth smile he did, Claire had to resist jumping for joy as her heart fluttered.

"As you please, Miss. Danvers" He gave her a little bow of appreciation, before leaping from the top of the ladders and swiftly, yet silently landing behind Claire. She felt her heart begin to pound, and wondered if he could feel it also. As he spun her around on the spot, her feet frozen in the spot she knew- he could hear it, and now he was having fun making her heart skip that little beat.

"Calm yourself little Claire, I won't harm you- not yet, anyway" There was a little reddish tint to his eyes, the way he gets when he's hungry, or angry. Or scared. But Claire had only ever seen him scared once before- down in the cave, when Ada was having her tantrum and dragging Claire by her hair. She saw it, there was a silver glint in his eyes when she was almost thrown down that sinkhole. When she had almost fallen into the earth, forgotten. Myrin would never admit he cared about Claire, and she had accepted that- but from that moment, seeing that he had feared for her life Claire couldn't help but think that he loved her, just like she was beginning to love him. It would never happen though- many people would not allow them to be together, never mind getting Myrin to admit his feelings. If he had any at all.

"Myrin, I don't have time for your games. I'm tired and all you've called me in for today is to help to alphabetize your books?" Claire let out a sigh, then confusion spread across her face "And since when are you so organized? Alphabetizing your books? You could barely dress yourself a few months ago" Claire knew she was now throwing her own temper tantrum now, but she was tired and worn out- she had spent the past six hours reading out titles then passing them to Myrin. Even though she had spent those long six hours with Myrin- looking at her and making the butterflies in her stomach swirl- she could no longer keep her eyes open, to make sure he doesn't snap and the first rule with Myrin, is to always keep your eyes on Myrin.

"Well little Claire, maybe you should go home to rest you do seem quite tired today" Myrin looked her over, quite pleased that he himself looked like he could run a marathon whilst she, well she looked like death warmed up.

"And how am I supposed to do that? No more portals! And Michael is out with Eve, so there is no way I can even get home, because I am not walking in the middle of the night, unprotected in fangville!" Claire took in a deep breath, and felt a little better after her grouchy rant.

"Well then, may I offer my gentlemanly services and escort you home?" Myrin held out his arm for her to take. As she stood up and linked in her arm, Myrin lifted her into his.

"Rest my little Claire, I give you my word you are safe were you lay" he just whispered softly to her as he began to walk slowly out the lab, up the steps and out in the alley way. Claire remembered seeing the Day House, from the weird angle from Myrins' arms, and him beginning to mumble but it felt far away, then nothing. She had fallen into a deep slumber, in the safety of Myrins' strong arms, as she began to dream she dreamt of staying in his arms- laying with him in bed, just listening to the silence around them.

Myrin looked down at Claire's sleeping body, and all he could feel when he looked at her helpless face, was overwhelming love. Myrin couldn't recall the last time he felt this way about anyone, let alone a human. What had she done to him? How had someone so small, so young made him feel emotions as strong as this. But he knew, somewhere deep down he knew, that he would lay down his life to protect her if it came to it. Looking at her small frame in his arms, knowing that he could never- ever! Cause any harm to her. He loved her.

"How have you done this to me little Claire? You have made me feel such raw emotions. I don't know how to act" Myrin let out an exaggerated sigh, as he walked through the darkened streets towards the Glass House. It took him about five minutes, to walk to the Glass House in that in-human way of his. As he knocked on the door, Michael answered as saw Claire's body in Myrins arms.

"What have you done to her?" Michael asked frantically, as he went to take Claire's sleeping form from Myrins arms.

"Nothing, she was tired and I was being the well-mannered boss I am to fetch my young, human apprentice home" Myrin moved Claire away from Michael's reach.

"Just let me take her to bed Myrin, she looks exhausted" Michael had never had time for Myrins games, especially when it came to the well-being of Claire.

"Hm, I'm afraid I cannot do that Michael. I promised Claire I would get her safely to her bed. Now if you don't mind" Of course he lied, but he just pushed Michael aside and went at in-human speeds once more to Claire's bedroom. He pushed the door open with his hand, still holding Claire. As the door swung open he took in a deep breath, and step inside. Walked over to Claire's bed and laid her gently down, pulling up her quilt covers and tucking her in tightly. As he turned to leave he heard her stir, as she cuddled into the quilt covers- he stood there for a moment, taking in her sleeping face before turning back around and planting a small kiss on her forehead.

"Till I see you again Miss. Danvers"

And with that, he was gone.