*~ Would You Donate For Me? ~*
*~ Chapter 2 ~*
It had been four days since Claire had been to the lab and Myrnin had called her a few times to either teach her things over the phone - which she found she couldn't quite concentrate while watching T.V., reading a book or listening to her housemates - or just to chat because he was in fact very lonely without her there.
Claire didn't much mind the calls, in fact she found it quite cute that he had chosen to call her out of the many others that he knew from all his years on this world. But there had been few times when he had interrupted things. Things like a dinner with the others which she had walked out to take the call and ended up eating alone when she returned or the other night when she was getting rather cosy with Shane. That had resulted in Shane storming off to his own bedroom because she couldn't ignore the lonely vampire reaching out and by the time the call had ended, Shane was already asleep.
She had apologised to her boyfriend today when she went to make herself some morning coffee and he also apologised for leaving so abruptly. So they were perfectly fine which was a relief to Claire who had over thought things the night before, just before drifting off to sleep.
The day had been a slow and boring Monday as far Claire was concerned. She wasn't needed at the university due to professors being ill and such, and everyone else had been busy, leaving her alone in the house - Eve was working at Common Grounds, Shane working at the barbeque shop and Michael performing a short afternoon gig at Common Grounds as well.
Although Claire enjoyed a little 'Me' time every now and then, today's 'Me' time was way too long. The first person home was Shane, since Eve was waiting for Michael to finish, and even he arrived at six PM. Roughly eight hours of 'Me' time eventually turns in to 'Urgh' time and Shane had come home to find her on the second disc of the second series of 'How I Met Your Mother'.
"Jesus, you must have been bored," he had commented and she sighed as he wrapped his arms around her before presenting the leftovers he had brought home today.
They had decided to eat without Eve and Michael as they still weren't home by half seven and Shane's stomach was already complaining from lack of any substance. Once finished and full, Claire had decided to take a shower before bed and when she returned to her room she found Shane spread out with his arms behind his head, staring at the ceiling.
He had turned to smile at her as she entered the room. She was secretly thankful of the fact that she had already dressed in some pyjamas in the bathroom, so unfortunately for him he wouldn't have the pleasure of watching her undress and change tonight. It may have been silly to some because seeing her naked wouldn't be anything new for either of them but it was still a little embarrassing sometimes.
She had climbed in to bed with him, kissed him good night and then snuggled up to him before falling asleep.
Now it was around half three in the morning and her mobile was buzzing on her dresser. She groaned turning to look at the thing slowly crawling to the edge of the table with every vibration. She yawned as she rose to a sitting position stretching and Shane grumbled beside her, being roused from his sleep also.
"What time is it?" he asked with a groggy voice.
Claire glanced at the digital alarm clock on bedside table as she got up to go retrieve her mobile phone that was just about to jump off of the side of the dresser, "It's 3:42."
He groaned as if the notion of being woken this early was physically painful. He turned on to his side facing away from her and the offending light that shone out from her phone. He growled, "That better not be who I think it is."
Claire sighed and made her way to the door to take the call downstairs, "I'll be right back."
"Tell him you're busy," Shane grumbled, "Tell him you're with your boyfriend."
Claire rolled her eyes as she hit the answer key and closed the bedroom door behind her. She began making her way downstairs as she answered, "Do you realise what time it is?"
"It's 3:44 AM, my dear, now do you realise what day it is?" Myrnin countered, missing the point behind Claire question.
She ignored his question and instead continued with her intended complaint as she made her way to the kitchen, "This may be the happy hour for you vampires when you decide to go out and have a good old time under the rays of the moon and such, but I'm a girl - a human girl - and I need my sleep to function properly during the day, Myrnin!"
"Then why are you not asleep right now?" Myrnin asked making Claire fume with anger, "Maybe this is the reason why you were so slow at grasping the basics of alchemy, my dear. Now, do you know what day it is?"
She growled angrily, "Tuesday morning."
"And I still haven't had any delivery, Claire, I've gone a week without feeding," he sounded bored and then he added with his voice lifting a little, "I hope you're proud of me. I feel ever so uncomfortable. I've decided to lock myself away in here for the time being but you know very well that even if I were to literally lock myself away with iron bars that I would still escape when I became too hungry to care anymore."
Claire remembered when she first started working for Myrnin. He would sometimes sit in a cage because he was afraid that his illness would cause him to temporarily forget and end up killing her. She shivered at the scary memories of how terrifying he could be sometimes.
She was still mad at him for waking her though, "What do you want? A medal?"
"What? No, what a ridiculous idea! See, if you were sleeping the right amount of hours that you need you wouldn't come out with such nonsense," he commented taking her seriously again.
"Myrnin, what do you want?" Claire growled in a warning tone.
"Well, I've explained to you the problem, I need blood and the Blood Bank keep telling me the same thing. They'll get to me as soon as they can but they have other priorities!" he huffed as if he was offended, "After everything I've achieved and done for this god forsaken town and that's how they treat me. On the bottom of a waiting list it seems."
Claire sighed and shook her head trying to rid herself of all the irrelevant details he was telling her. She asked, "Are you asking me to talk to them?"
"If they're not listening to me, they're hardly going to listen to you, child," Myrnin scoffed on the other end of the phone and Claire glared daggers at the fridge as if it was most disgusting thing she had ever seen and she hated it with all her being.
"Then tell me what you want me to do!" she almost screamed in to the phone, the only thing stopping her being her sleeping housemates.
"You wouldn't donate for me, would you?" he asked very quietly, almost as if he were nervous of her answer.
The glare lifted off of her face as the anger and irritation was completely replaced with an odd sense of nervousness and a completely understandable fear. There was a pause before she could conjure up a response for him, "Um, well, I guess so. If you're really that hungry."
"Claire, I understand that you are not a fan of vampires but it is something that we need to survive," Myrnin pointed out to her, "I apologise for us disgusting you but I wouldn't ask if I wasn't desperate."
"Of course, I get that," Claire mumbled nodding and closing her eyes with a hand on her head. After a moment's thought she sighed heavily and told him, "I'll go to the Blood Bank tomorrow and then head to the lab shortly after. Okay?"
"Oh thank you, my dear Claire," he cried in to the phone and she could just hear the smile on his face, "You're such a lovely little thing. Now go to bed, I don't want you tripping over and spilling my blood because you haven't had enough sleep to coordinate your steps properly."
The glared returned to her face and Claire growled again, "I think you mean my blood that I'm donating to you for nothing!"
"I wouldn't call my darker side nothing, my little Claire," he told her, "and I doubt that you would be any different," with that he simply said, "Good night, my dear," and hung up.
Claire lowered the phone from her ear and stared at the now blank screen after she had hit the end key. She sighed deeply, she had just agreed to donate her blood for a crazy old vampire. But then when she thought about it, that crazy old vampire was actually a really close friend of hers now after all the months that they had worked together. Even if he could be so remarkably insensitive and oblivious to sarcasm at times, he could still be endearing and oddly sweet at others and she loved that about the madman.
As she made her way back to bed for at least another four hours sleep - if she could slip back in to unconsciousness quickly - she worried that if he tasted her he might want more but then again, its not like he's never drank her blood before. He once did bite her in a weak moment but since has never done so. So with that horrible memory and the events afterwards in mind - the point being that he had never come close to biting her since - she decided that her concerns were mere paranoia and that it wouldn't come to that.
She climbed back in to bed with her boyfriend who was fast asleep again and return to sleep herself about twenty minutes later.
Apologies for any spelling mistakes - please note that I British and so somethings will be spelt differently if you have American English in mind ;)
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