A/N: Hello all you lot :P This idea came to me by reading two different fics, MadelynGrey's trio story, and Vicky199416's story, thank you both for such good influence, but the only thing I'm really stealing is Amelie and Claire's connection, everything else it out of my own mind. Oh, and in my mind, Claire was always blonde...deal!

Summary: Claire has moved to Morganville, and is living with Shane,Micheal and Eve. When she starts getting visits from the towns Vampire Founder and her husband, she suspects something's going on...but she never expected this...God Vampire's are confusing...

Musical inspiration:

Flyleaf, I'm so sick. Evanescence, Lacrymosa. Mozart, Lacrymosa. Zeromancer, Eurotrash. Shiny Toy Guns, Starts with One.

~17 years ago~

In a small town, in the middle of Texas, a woman with white hair and pale skin held a small, leather book, and read from a page. Her voice was like satin, as she spoke the old language she was taught as a child.

"...Igne versai gliyaye," she whispered,"Jernes fidelle kisnem." her voice wavered as she finished the...spell? Could she call it that? Surely it was witchcraft, but witchcraft so old, it did not deserve to be called something so mundane. The words she spoke now, were the words of the old religion; something not to meddled with unless you knew what to do.

The easy translation of what she had read was :...and by the time that the moon sets on this night, human I shall be, and bear a child.

Closing the book, Amelie realized that she had but four hours until the Magic took hold over her body. She needed to find her Samuel.

Carefully, she put the small leather-bound book on her dressing table, and flitted through the portal she had opened, into the dark hallway on the ground floor of the Glass House. A soft humming caught her attention, and pulled her towards the entertainment quaters. The voice belonged to her beloved, an she soon realized his musical voice was humming Lacrymosa, one of Mozarts most haunting compositions, and yet, possibly-one of his most beautiful.

Samuel Glass sat by the window facing Lot Street, a sorrowful look upon his delicate face, his red hair illuminated by the full moon; his eyes sparkling. Amelie stood like an angel, watching him, whilst he hummed the haunting composition. She knew she would have to do it soon, the moon would set at 6:12 that morning, and it was already 02:17.

She always knew the time.

"Amelie," the word slipped from his lips like water, a nessessity for him to say the name," Why leave me as I am? I sometimes think death would be preferable to my life of never seeing you." he paused shortly,"The love who never allows me to see her."

I've done this to him, Amelie realized, and now could no longer hold in her own voice. She for once spoke her raw emotions, no frosting covering them. "I leave you, because you were so angry, so disgusted at what you had become, and you blamed me." Sam's head snapped round, to see Amelie's pale face surrounded by her loose curls, and grey eyes struggling with tears-and his heart leaped. His beauty was here." I wish no death upon you, and I pray that you do not wish it either. For then everything that is close to me would be gone." A crystaline tear fell down her left cheek, as she stepped forward in her white gown, that flowed freely past her feet.

"Amelie...you're here. You are really here." He spoke softly, and slid off of the windowsill he occupied, to touch the face of his beloved. She gazed up at him in a most innocent of ways, and she looked like she once was; a nineteen year old girl, and completely in love. Sam gently touched her pale cheek, and wiped away the shining tear, then, ever-so-tentatively, cupped her face, and leaned his face in to meet her lips.

To his immense suprise, Amelie reached one hand up to Sam's neck, and pulled him closer, and rested her other hand upon his chest. She pulled him towards the portal, and because he had longed for her so long, he did not complain.

~06.12. Moon Setting~

Amelie woke with a start, a slight tingling sensation in her chest. Her arm lay across Samuel's bare chest, and her fair curls covered her neck and back. She smiled and tried to snuggle closer to her love, but the tingling in her chest - where her heart was - grew stronger, growing outward. For a few seconds it stayed just as that; tingling. Then, her whole body was on fire, engulfing her in invisible flames. A strangled noise came from her throat, barely louder than a whisper, but Sam stirred, opened his sapphire blue eyes, and saw Amelie curled in a tight ball, her arms wrapped around her head, and legs hunched up against her chin. Her expression was one of the worst kind of agony, the one you can't even scream through, and tears were falling freely from her eyes.

He instantly sat up straight, and placed his hands on hers, pulling them from her hair, then let go and pressed his right hand to her cheek. She gazed at him with such a broken, such an appologetic expression, he felt as though his heart would break if this was to be her end.

"Amelie, what's wrong? What's happening to you?" His voice cracked on you.

If she had meant to reply, it was quickly detoured, as a scream tore through her throat and errupted from her lungs. Her eyes squeezed shut, and she went limp, her scream echoing through the air. Then he heard it.

A beating heart...and it was coming from Amelie, who now lay as a sleeping ice nymph, breathing shallow breaths. Something made him look behind him, and on the dressing table situated on the east wall, he saw a leather-bound book, that only the Vampires knew of. Oh...Amelie.

And suddeny, his mind clicked as to what she had done. She had done...something to make her Human. For what reason, he did not know, but he would find out, he knew he would.

For now, he watched his beauty sleep from exsaustion.

A/N: How do you like it? Personally, I think this is v. original, but you might think not, so I would like to be told if it sounds like another story. Reviews make me happy, so any reviews I will wecome with open arms! Thanks for reading! xoxox