Disclaimer: I don't own either TMI or the Morganville Vampires, but I wish I did.

Claire had a nice life, except for the vampires, of course. She had good pay, an amazing boyfriend and a group of great friends. If the vampires weren't such a problem, she'd enjoy each day a lot more.

She groaned and rolled over in her bed, bashing her alarm clock with the side of her fist. She didn't want to get up, but she had work. And work meant venturing out to see what Myrnin had cooked up today, and it wasn't always pleasant.

Later that morning...

She wandered down to his lab, letting herself in. it was messy as usual, with all sorts of mad scientist type things thrown around. The mad scientist himself was sitting in a rocking chair, talking to his pet spider, Bob.

"Claire! How lovely to see you!" he exclaimed, putting the spider back in its jar.

"I'm meant to be here Myrnin. I'm working today, remember?"

"Yes! Yes, of course! Since your working, can you go get me one of those lovely Mochas from Common Grounds?" he asked brightly, waving her away.

"Of course Myrnin. I'll be right back." She sighed and trudged back up the stairs. She hated it when Myrnin sent her for coffee. It was like she wasn't good enough to be his scientific assistant.

Common Grounds was busy, and Eve was darting around behind the bar serving drinks to waiting customers.

"Hey Eve. Two Mochas, you know how." Eve laughed.

"He got you on a coffee run again Claire? I thought you were his pet scientist, not a Saint Bernard." Claire laughed, as Eve made up the drinks.

"I wish! All I do is errands for him at the moment. I think he's a little bored and lonely now Ada's gone." Claire smiled at Eve. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a boy leaning over the counter. He looked uncomfortable, like he felt like he couldn't trust his own skin.

"Oi! Rat boy! Are you coming or not?" a very sparkly, very colourful Asian looking man was standing in the door. The boy jumped, before turning to face the man.

"I don't think so Magnus. I'll see you guys all later, okay?" the boy called back, and the Asian guy, Magnus, ducked out the door. Eve wandered over to talk to him.

"Seems like you've got some great friends there, huh?" she said. He smiled.

"Some of them are all right. Clary and Isabelle, the girls, are both really nice. The boys, not so much. I only run with them because Clary is my best friend. I'm Simon, by the way." He held out a hand to shake. Eve grasped it, before jerking back.

"You're a vampire!" she exclaimed quietly. Surprised, he nodded.

"How do you know?" he asked, curious.

"Grew up in Morganville, duh." Eve responded, rolling her eyes. Claire looked at her watch, grabbed the two coffees and left.

"Why does that make a difference?" Simon really was confused.

"Morganville is full of vampires. I live with one, work with at least one and know a good many more." Eve explained.

"I knew that. But I grew up in New York which is swarming with all types of critters and I've only known about them for a few months. It's against the law to tell mundanes about the shadow world." Simon said, wishing one of the Shadowhunters were with him. They'd be able to deal with the situation much easier.

"The law? What are you on about?" Eve frowned, confused.

"Obviously Clary was right. Morganville pays no attention to the laws set about by the accords and the Clave. Jace is going to be so unbearable tonight." Simon muttered.

"You aren't exactly making sense right now Vampy."

"I know I'm not. My friend however, Clary, should be able to explain it all a lot better than me. She is one of the Clave, so she knows what she's talking about." He handed her a slip of paper. "If you see a red head come in who looks out of place, ask her if she's Clarissa Fray- if she is, say I left that for her."

And then he hurried out the door into the sunlight without looking back over his shoulder.

Eve looked down at the piece of paper in her hand.

I think the problem is bigger than we thought.

A few hours later, there was still no sign of a red head, and Eve was beginning to think she wouldn't turn up. But then, a girl with long red hair tied back into a neat plait walked in. there was something about the way she walked that was different, and Eve knew this was the girl she was looking for.

"You're Clarissa Fray, right?" she asked as she made the girl's drink.

"Let me guess, Simon left me a message." She laughed. She seemed like a nice girl, about the same size as Claire and with the same fierce attitude. Eve handed her the piece of paper. She read it, chuckling. "Ahh Jace. I don't even want to know what he's done now." She picked up her drink. "thanks." She said, and disappeared out the door.

"No Myrnin, we can't experiment on a patient at the hospital. It's not ethical." Claire told him, shaking her head. He pouted, before skulking off to look in one of his microscopes. She pulled out her laptop and starting typing up her notes, before Myrnin told her to go on yet another errand for him.

"Claire, you can leave now. I think we are done for the day." He said, and she got up and packed away her things as quick as she could. She didn't want him to have time to suddenly turn around and tell her actually he needed this that and the other doing. She text Michael asking him to pick her up, and it turned out he was just around the corner, so it was no bother for him to swing by and grab her before any other vampire could sink there teeth in, literally.

"I'll see you soon Myrnin. Be careful, okay?" she ran up the stairs and jumped into Michael's vamp car. They drove home in silence, mainly because Michael was singing along to the radio and Claire didn't want to interrupt him.

He dropped her off at the front door, before driving round the back to park his car in the garage. She pushed open the entrance to the Glass House, only to be swept off her feet by Shane. She kissed her boyfriend tenderly, before he set her back down on her feet and pulled her into the kitchen, where the familiar smell of his chilli wafted into her nostrils.

He found a spoon and pulled out a bit for her to taste, even blowing it for her so that it was a nice temperature. As always, it tasted delicious.

The housemates all gathered around the table, digging into their respective portions- Shane had the biggest, then Michael, then Claire, then Eve. They chatted about the little things, the bits of their days that had made them laugh, silly little stories about each other from when they were younger, except for Claire, of course, because she had moved to Morganville when she was sixteen, and was only seventeen now.

The phone went off, and Shane excused himself to answer it. He came back in with a disgruntled look on his face.

"Apparently Claire and I have to go to Common Grounds and meet Oliver about something. Stupid vampire." He complained, grabbing his house keys off the side. "I'm guessing I'm not allowed to borrow the car?"

"No way. Not my baby." Eve said, shaking her head. "You'll be fine walking. Go, shoo." She waved them away. Claire grabbed Shane's hand, and they set off into the twilight, armed with stakes and holy water spray. Morganville by day wasn't too threatening, but Morganville by night was something completely different.

Common Grounds was in the middle of a lit area of town, but to get there, you always had tot think about the dark areas, the spots where the dangerous ones like Morley lurked. But Morley was gone now, and other dangers lurked in his place.

It was a relief when Shane pushed open the door of the coffee shop. It was dark, but then again, it was supposed to be shut. Claire could just make out the shapes of tables and chairs to avoid tripping over them.

Oliver was waiting for them in a back room, along with a tall young man with soft grey eyes, slightly troubled. Claire doubted he was a vampire by the way he shifted uncomfortably around Oliver.

"Ahh, Claire Danvers, Shane Collins, this is Ryan Moore. He's going to be hanging around town, and I thought that perhaps you two would be the best guides, and guards, Morganville could spare. Well, the Founder did, anyway." Oliver sounded acutely bored.

"Sure." Shane sounded resigned; as if he thought that he had better things to do than babysit some random guy because the Founder said so. But because the Founder said so, he had to. Because he knew the price of disobeying the Founder.

Today had been a good day. His girlfriend hadn't slapped him more than once, and his sister had been too tired from the move to cook. Therefore, a good day. Simon hadn't come along with them on their tour of town, so he'd had the pleasure of not being around the Bloodsucker.

Life was good today for Jace Herondale-Lightwood.

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