Chapter Two:

Claire

I woke up with quite a startle. I blinked a few times to realize it was only five in the morning. I didn't have to wake up until six thirty, but my mental clock was set at five. I sighed and glanced at Shane who was sleeping away. Shane's bare chest looked inviting, but I had to hold it back. I wanted to run my hands over his chest and kiss his soft lips. I sighed. He looked to peaceful when he was asleep, like an angel. Except everyone knew my Shane was no angel.

"Claire," a voice whispered from my doorway. I turned over and saw Michael's golden locks. I blinked a few times to make sure it wasn't my imagination. "Claire!" That I time I was sure it was Michael. I sighed and slipped out of my bed. He inched open the door so it wouldn't creak and wake up Eve or Shane.

"What?" I hissed crossing my arms over my chest. He wasn't wearing a shirt like Shane and his hair was messed up. Either he had been sleeping or doing stuff with Eve. That thought made the heat rise to my cheeks. I adverted my eyes from Michael to the wall. I noticed that the secret entrance to upstairs was open which made me wonder. I peered up the stairs, to see if anyone was up there.

"She's up there," Michael said quietly. "She wants to speak to you." I blow out hot air and trudged up the stairs. I heard the door make a soft click when I was halfway up. I looked back at the door and walked the rest of the way up slowly. I stood at the top of the stairs staring at vampire goddess. She sat on the worn-out couch in her perfectly pressed white suit. Her blond almost-white hair was pulled into a tight bun without a loose strand to be seen. She stared at me with her cold icy blue eyes and padded the space next to her on the couch.

"Come sit, Claire," she coaxed pressing her thin lips together. I sighed and walked over to the couch, sitting as far as I could away from her. Amelie looked at me and showed no emotion what so ever. "I presume Michael told you the news I gave him to tell?"

I glared at her and said, "Yes, Michael told us all at dinner. Shane was furious. I was going to come talk to you after my classes today, but it seems as if you came to me. What does bring you the pleasure to come see me, Amelie?" I thought that statement did me well. It was quite fun to play a smart ass to the ice queen.

Amelie sat up straighter and smiled coldly. "Well, as you see since you'll be here for a long, long time, I think you should be going back to Myrnin's lab daily; to help him with a little project."

I gaped at her with a little bit of shock and amusement. There was no way in Hell I was going back to Myrnin's lab everyday. I was okay with going every other week, but daily? Not again. He was psycho and had tried to kill me too many times before. I loved Myrnin like a really, really distant cousin or something, but I hated being near him. I wasn't safe. "Your kidding me, right? You can drain me, rip my heart out, or turn me before I'm ever stepping into that lab everyday."

She sat there a few moments; speechless and thinking. "Well, either way, your going to step foot back in the lab. So the choice is yours; undead or alive?"

I gaped at her some more. She was asking me if I wanted to be undead or alive to work in Myrnin's lab. She was not going to stop at any cost. "Why? Why do you need me so bad, Amelie?" I ran a hand through my hair, staring at intensely at the wooden floor boards.

"Myrnin thinks he can bring people back after they've been killed. I want to bring Samuel Glass back," I heard her voice fill with emotion, which wasn't like her. She was like a goddess with her poker face. I glanced up to see her look ghostly. She looked haunted with thoughts about Sam. It was a very tragic day when Sam Glass died. When Bishop killed Sam, I thought Amelie was going to give up her life too at that moment. Sam's death almost caused my death too. When Bishop was killed, I thought Amelie was going to scream above all with joy. But as expected, she didn't. "Please Claire? Please."

I bit my lip and thought about it. I never had heard someone full of so much sorrow in my life; and she was a vampire! I had to conjure up a deal to help her and save me. "I'll do it, but you have to make a deal with me."

Amelie suppressed a sigh and said, "What do you want?" The coldness was suddenly rushed back into her voice, making me feel less sympathetic for her and want to help her.

"If I help Myrnin figure out how to bring Sam back from the dead, you have to let me leave Morganville after I am done at TPU." It was a simple deal; a life for a life. If I could help bring Sam back to life, I should be able to not live in Morganville forever.

"Deal," she said quietly. I smiled and stood up, overjoyed. I wasn't sure if this deal was going to hold, but at that point I didn't care. I was just told I could leave Morganville after I was done at TPU. I was going to be able to raise a family with Shane outside of Morganville. No more vampires. I smiled and dashed down the stairs. I heard Amelie click the button and the door opened.

Michael's blue eyes flickered to mine as I came into the hallway. I gave him a big hug and grinned ear to ear. "I get to leave, Michael! I get to leave!" I heard the door click closed behind me as I stepped back from Michael. I searched his face for a joyful expression, but I didn't get one.

He smiled half-heartedly and said, "That's good, Claire. When are you leaving?"

I stared at him. He should've been happy for me. He knew Shane wanted me out of here, so we could be safe. And now it was happening and he wasn't happy for me. I pursed my lips and said, "After I'm done at TPU. I can leave Morganville with Shane, Eve, and you."

He looked at the floor and leaned against Eve's door. "I can't leave Claire, you know that. I'm a vampire, remember?" He opened his mouth and his fangs were fully in tact. I nodded and he closed his mouth. "But you, Shane, and Eve should leave Morganville. It'd be good for us all."

"Michael we are not having this coversation!" I pulled at my hair and walked into my room. "We'll talk at dinner with everyone." I closed my door and slid down to the floor shaking me head. He should be so happy, but he's not. If I was him and he was I then I'd be happy. I sighed and leaned my head against the door. I sat there like that for a while watching the minutes tick by.

A/N: Hey guys I really hope you liked chapter two! I had it all done like earlier then I accidently clicked the 'delete' button and it deleted :( So I had to re-write it on memory and made some changes. But I hope you liked this chapter and I'll try to get another chapter up ASAP!

-ShaneCollins'Wife