Chapter 2:

Shadow kissed forever – your chapter because you were the first to review and the fav/alert (I can't remember). Also KelW-Hearts thanks for faving it as well :D

Sorry, I don't think that Myrnin will make it into this chapter but we'll have some Claire/Myrnin in 3 I think!

I smell the blood before I see the cooler or Michael for that fact. As soon as the door opens (a good half an hour after it last shut – I've been clawing my insides out) I can smell it, wafting in with the help of the breeze. Unfortunately, I can't get to it because the door is still open at the minute and the sun is up: I cannot risk it – Michael has the smallest resistance besides me and he can only be in the sun about 3 seconds before frying.

Once the door is safely shut however, it is a different story: I'm off my seat: a rocket on it's way to complete it's mission – I feel a little disgusted with myself for the way I am so obsessed with the blood, but I can't help it. It's natural.

Michael reaches into the packed cooler and hands me a bottle the size of the one I had earlier: it's cold but it's still blood and I gulp it down, but also noticing the difference between the warm light blood and this cold gunky stuff. Still blood is blood and I need to not be picky because this is what is keeping me alive and sane and normal so g

"You ok?" he asks as my eyes clear and I feel normal again.

"Great now – do you need any?" I ask, as I walk through to the kitchen with him and help unload the bloodbags into the fridge – it's easy enough not to drink it because I don't want it at the minute: I just want to be Claire Danvers, not Claire the vampire obsessed with blood.

"Oh shit!" I say, and Michael looks up in alarm.

"What's wrong?" he asks quickly, surreptitiously getting his phone out in order to be able to make a quick 911 call.

"My parents – they didn't even know about Myrnin and now I'm a vampire – what am I going to do?" I wail, beginning to cry – wait I thought I was meant to be keeping calm? That's completely out of the window!

"Ssshhh, it's alright Claire, you can talk to them tomorrow, just remember, keep calm and know we can all sort it out tomorrow," he calms me, moving me slightly to have a better angle if I decide to run for the door – why would I?

I nod in agreement and then we resume stocking up on blood. Then I hear a banging on the door – I freeze.

"Shit, it's Eve," he says and I wonder how he knows that!

"It's both improved hearing and also a distinguishment between people's knocks," he explains before moving to check the suns position – almost entirely eradicated.

"Michael, I know you're in there, so just tell me where the hell Claire is!" she roars through the door and I flinch at the volume – everything is just so loud!

"Do you want her to come in?" he asks me quietly and I shrug: I don't know what I want. "Let me rephrase that, if she comes in will you keep calm?" he presses and I consider this before nodding. He then opens the door to Eve, who barges in straight past him.

"Where is she?" she demands, "I returned to that lab today to see her and they tell me you took her home!" she continues, shouting so loud I have to cover my ears – guess there are downsides to everything!

"She's just over there but please don't make her emotional because she still has to balance out," Michael says but she doesn't listen once her eyes lock on me. She goggles – I don't think I look different, right? I mean, I am paler and have sharper more defined features, but I am the same size, height, have the same hair and eye colour – everything just with the vampire bit as well.

"You're a vampire," she gasps and I nod, not speaking yet incase I need to leave, if I breathe the scent of living human, breathing and having a pumping heart, could drive me over the edge.

"You're a vampire," she repeats with an edge and I guess she wants a response. I take a breath and realise that everything is fine – it's only when I am hungry that I have a problem.

"Yes, I was dying and there was no other option but death so Myrnin made me a vampire. I'm just trying to get used to it," I say softly and she gasps, her mouth in a 'o' shape: she falls into the nearest chair, unable to stand any longer – believe me, I have just had the feeling, it's not nice!

"What are you doing to do?" she asks after a long pause in which I move and sit down on the other end of the sofa.

"Be who I was before and try and stay sane, like Michael," I reply and she nods.

"Well I need to go, I'll call you when I can talk to you," Eve responds, standing up and heading for the door. Neither Michael or I move and she shuts the door softly behind her.

"I'm going to bed," I reply, not tired but unable to remain here much longer – I feel so different and yet the same in cannon. It's really disorientating.

"Ok," Michael says and as I slowly move towards the stairs he says, "Claire, I know you feel weird now – you are trying to be the same person but you feel as if you won't and also the fact you weren't changed willingly like I was is bound to have an effect on you and everything. So please, give it time."

"I know Michael, and I will – I'll see you later," I reply and trudge up the stairs, noticing that unless I really think about it, I make no noise whatsoever. I enter my room and don't bother turning on the light – I'm a vampire now. My phone buzzes:

You have a text message from Myrnin

Sweetheart, are you alright? Myrnin xx

I can't face replying and saying that everything is alright. So instead I set my phone on my bedstand – even though it is dark my vampire senses let me still be able to see – and get ready for bed where I lay for over an hour before finally dropping off to sleep.

Ahhh, Claire is all depressed here!

No updates for a week (unless I get access in France) so enjoy this chapter and please, please review and tell me what you think!

Vicky xx