Author's Note: None of the characters belong to me, only the plot line of the one-shots.

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Chapter Two Summary-Eve is chased by a suddenly stalker-ish Myrnin and arrives home to seek comfort in the arms of Michael.

Chapter Two

Eve ran down the road, skidded round the corner and practically flew up the steps to the Glass House. She fumbled for her keys before retrieving them. Just as she put them in the lock, the door opened. She ran inside and the door closed after her. Eve lent against the wall, breathing hard.

'Eve?' Michael asked from his position by the door. Eve sobbed and Michael walked over, pulling her into a hug.

'What happened?' He asked, leading her to the couch. He sat her down and grabbed a blanket from the nearest chair. Eve tried to speak, but before she could she started to hyperventilate. Michael sat next to her on the sofa, rubbing her back in slow, soothing circles. When Eve had calmed down, she managed to speak.

Myrnin…I was walking home from Common Grounds and he just appeared…started following me…I thought I lost him about half way…then he just jumped out of an alley at me…I threw some holy water his way and ran…' Eve was starting to get worked up again. Michael stopped her, rubbing her back soothingly once more.

'I'll be right back.' He said, standing and walking into the kitchen. Eve heard him muttering on the phone and then he returned a couple of minutes later with a large mug of hot chocolate, which he placed on the coffee table in front of her. She smiled up at him and took the mug gratefully. Michael sat back down next to her.

'Who were you on the phone to?' Eve asked after a few minutes of silence.

'Amelie. I told her what happened and she said that she would talk to Myrnin about terrifying friends of Claire.' Michael said. Eve drained the last of her hot chocolate and Michael took the mug out into the kitchen. He returned and sat down next to Eve once again. She rested her head on his shoulder and he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Eve mumbled something unintelligible to even Michael's vampire hearing.

'What was that?' Michael asked, turning to face Eve. She mumbled again, and Michael smiled. He heard her that time.

'Are you sure?' He asked, already removing the afghan blanket from her shoulders discreetly.

'Why wouldn't I be?' Eve whispered, looking up at him curiously, a mixture of confusion and hurt in her voice and eyes.

'It's just that you have been in shock today and…' Michael was stopped mid-sentence by Eve's lips crashing onto his. She leant forward and gently pushed Michael onto his back on the couch. She straddled him and pushed his shirt up, exposing his chest. She kissed her way up, following the hem of his t-shirt. When she reached his collarbone, she bit down. Hard. Michael groaned and shed his t-shirt, dropping it to the floor. Eve pulled her t-shirt up over her head and ruffled her hair before leaning down and kissing Michael feverishly. She kissed along his jaw line to his ear. She bit down on his ear lobe and Michael growled low in his chest before grabbing Eve around the waist and practically chucking her to the other end of the couch so that their positions were swapped. He attacked her mouth with fiery kisses. She returned fire and tugged on his belt buckle, struggling to undo it. He smiled against her lips and reached down, undoing his belt for her before going back to his previous actions of tracing her curves. His fingers dipped down just below the waistband of her purple and black striped leggings. She moaned and arched up into his touch. He slipped his fingers further under her leggings and pulled them down to expose her, to his shock, pink lacy underwear. Eve popper the button on his jeans and unzipped them, wrapping her legs around his waist and using the heels of her feet to push his jeans and boxers off. Michael kicked them to the floor before hooking his fingers under Eve's underwear and pulling them down over her thighs. As he dragged her underwear down, his fingers lightly grazed her clit. Eve keened and raised her hips in an effort to get some friction. Michael pushed her hips back to the couch as he finished pulling her underwear off of her legs. He unhooked her bra and dropped it to the floor before swiftly entering her with a satisfied moan. Michael immediately started to move, Eve moaning under him. Eve looped her arms around Michael's neck and tried to match his pace, but failing miserably. Michael had set a hard, fast pace that had Eve's orgasm creeping up on her in minutes. She gasped when Michael hit that spot inside her. The spot that made her see stars. Her legs tightened around Michael's waist as her orgasm swept through her. Michael felt her walls clenching around him, which propelled him headfirst into oblivion, calling out Eve's name.

When the pair had both recovered, Michael grabbed the soft down rug and Eve turned on her side, still on the sofa. She leant over and picked up all their discarded clothes, tucking them neatly under her feet. Michael laid down behind her throwing the rug over them, making sure to cover Eve's feet to hide their clothes. He then pulled Eve tightly into his arms, placing a kiss on her temple. She switched the TV on and snuggled into the warmth of Michael's arms just as Shane and Claire came stumbling through a portal, tugging desperately at each other's clothes. Eve looked over her shoulder at Michael and smiled, before looking back at the couple and coughing pointedly. Claire saw Michael and Eve and straightened up, pulling away from Shane.

'Eve, Michael. How are you guys this evening?' Shane asked, suddenly very formal.

'Good. Didn't mean to interrupt anything by the way.' Eve smiled. Claire walked past the couch with a smile and Shane followed. Just as he was about to head up the stairs after Claire, he stopped and turned back to the couple on the sofa. His eyes widened as Michael serruptiously inched the rug off of Eve's shoulder as proof.

'Damn.' Shane muttered under his breath before walking back to Michael and pulling a twenty out of his wallet. He put it into Michael's outstretched hand before fist bumping and continuing on his original course up the stairs.

'What was that about?' Eve asked lazily. Michael startled for a second before recovering.

'Nothing. Shane just owed me money from something.' Michael covered quickly. Eve smiled and turned back to the TV, rolling her eyes.

'Thank you.' Eve said quietly, turning gently in Michael's arms.

'What for?'

'For not rejecting me due to me being in shock earlier.' Eve said, placing a kiss on Michael's lips before curling up in the safety of his arms and falling asleep.