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I had a random idea in my head that wouldn't fit into my Claire and Myrnin story (struggles with what's right and what I want, guys!) and I thought, why not write it anyway, you need to take a break from that story! So here it is!

Claire's POV:

Being dumped sucks. I mean, it really sucks. As in, way more sucky then Monica Morrell forcing you to do her stinking homework for you… but not quite as suckish as being attacked and drained (so most likely murdered) by one of the bloody vampires in this town. Trust me to have moved to the only town in the world which is run by vampires!

But back to the dumping; why did he have to go and break my heart, only months after we sealed our relationship together? I thought that he loved me… I thought that I was the one for him, just like I think that he is the one for me still, no matter the fact that he has dumped me and left me here with nothing. How awkward is it going to be, living in the same house as the boy who dumped me without a second thought for my heart? Something tells me that I already know the answer to this…

I move slowly through the house, wiping my tears as I pass the mirror. I look an absolute state; my hair is wild and loose, my eyes have massive rings around them from crying – would you believe that only three hours ago we were happy together? Only three hours ago, we were together and he hadn't gone and broken my heart. If only I could create a time machine to go back in time and stop him making this flawed, stupid mistake then I would.

Unfortunately, I haven't created this yet. I haven't got a hope in hell of creating a machine that does anything of the sort. All I am is a lab assistant to the craziest (although we cured the damned disease) vampire in town: Myrnin. I haven't got a clue what the last name is to what could be the hottest vampire in town – besides Michael, of course! I mean, he's my boss and until three hours ago I was in a relationship so I never could really admire his curly brown hair properly or look directly into his jade green eyes without him thinking something was up. But now… I mean, all there is left is that the man is my boss. It's not like it'd go anywhere – hello, he's a vampire! – but I can dream, can I not?

My phone (archaic and needing desperately to be replaced… just with what funding I don't know) beeps with a text and I have a bad feeling (which also turns to be pretty good for this slither inside of me) that I know who this is from already.

You have a text message from Myrnin:

Yep, as I thought. The crazy vampire boss calls on his assistant at the least convenient time… what a surprise.

Claire, I need you in the lab RIGHT NOW! It is important! Myrnin :P

Yes, because finding Bob the scary spider is really important, isn't it? Of course, whatever Myrnin has decided is important will be ranked lower down than baking Oliver, my bestest friend in the whole world, cookies… but I have to go; after all, it's what I am paid to do.

I will be there shortly. I need a portal.

I send this message back, with no name or emotion because I cannot face the nicities. I begin to look in the mirror, thankful that neither Eve nor Michael are home. It would have been too hard to explain what's gone on with Shane and I... Why did he dump me?

I don't know, but it's time for some rebound action. I smooth my hair down to looking semi presentable, and carefully practise smiling so it doesn't look like my heart is breaking. I rub at the circles under my eyes and hope more than anything before that Myrnin doesn't notice that I've been crying.

I walk towards the wall where a waiting door lies and step through it, to the lovely and welcoming embrace of Myrnin's lab. I can see the tall, statuesque, figure of the scientist I have grown to adore over the months.

"Claire, you are here… I was fearful that you had been caught by the devil and forced to barter for your life to get here," he says, turning with a smile on his face. This fades as he processes my mood and my (probably obvious) downcast face. "Good heavens, child, whatever happened to you?"

"Nothing," I lie, walking up to him. He smells so damn good… it would be easier than anything in the world to wrap my arms around his neck and press my lips to his gently. It would be easy… but it wouldn't work – he doesn't have any feelings for me whatsoever, other than the platonic affection you have to have for someone you have rescued so many times and work in such close a proximity to. Anyway, it'd just be a rebound… what harm could there be in taking a risk, a chance?

"Liar," he says, moving and doing something that I would never have expected. He wraps his arms around my waist and hugs me in a way that he has done only once before – the other week, when I was really upset about something, I just cannot remember what.

I rest my head on his shoulder and breathe in and out deeply, trying to hold back the tears. After all, if I want a rebound the best way to go for it is not to be crying! So I control myself and pull away slightly, but making sure that I still remain in Myrnin's arms. This feels surprisingly good, to be held by Myrnin. He may not hold any warmth for me but I have to say that he is pretty nice and has an amazing body! He looks into my face for a moment and in that flash, I see some emotions that I know used to be in my eyes whenever I looked at Shane. However, before I can ascertain as to whether or not I truly am seeing them, Myrnin turns away. Dammit, that'll make it so much harder to kiss him!

"Myrnin, you have something on your face," I say, trying to find a way to make him look at me again.

"What is it?" he asks, turning back towards me. His eyes are shut so that I cannot read them, but he is facing me and it will be sooo easy…

"Me," I reply and pounce. I stand on my tiptoes and press my lips to his with all my might – more than you would expect from a rebound kiss. My lips smash against him and I feel his giving slightly, in shock of the kiss, before he responds. Instead of pushing me away, he pulls me closer to him, wrapping his arms even more tightly around my body than I could possibly have imagined could be viable. And me… well I expected to be pulling away instantly, saying that the kiss was rebound… but I am not. It's like I'm superglued to his lips and I cannot remove myself: every single thought of Shane is gone now, I can only see Myrnin. He feels so strong beneath my roaming hands, his chest a brick wall that I cannot indent whatsoever.

He continues to kiss me back, fireworks erupting each time that our moving lips interlock with one another. I bite down lightly on his lip and feel a sense of exhilaration that I have never felt before… fireworks continue to erupt and for another second he holds me tightly in his arms.

Then I wrench myself off him (hello, I need to breathe) and look into his eyes.

Rebound kiss, my ass!

So what did you think? Yeah, yeah, maybe a LITTLE rushed from the whole 'I miss Shane' to 'maybe a rebound with Myrnin' a little fast before 'maybe this ISN'T a rebound' but it's only a fic…

Please tell me if you like/dislike & well, yeah, your thoughts!

Vicky xx