Hey! Thanks everyone! I am updating this every 3 days. I hope everyone is enjoying it, I know I am. Love this story so far. Thank you Alicia.

Disclaimer: Nothing in Morganville Vampires are owned apart from the story line and (of course) the zombies.

Chapter 2:

"A what?!" Claire, Shane, and Eve all asked, spinning to face Shane.
He rolled his eyes and said, "A zombie. You know, Night of the Living Dead?"
Claire tried to compare the zombies from Shane's video games, to Phil. The video game zombies just shuffled around, aimlessly. Claire wasn't sure that Phil was a zombie. He was strong. He was able to pin down Michael. Vampire Michael. Claire's thoughts were cut short, because Phil started moving and groaning. Before she could even react, she felt the back of her shirt being yanked. She was pulled up to her feet and another loud shot rang. Phil collapsed again, a bloody hole in the side of his head.
"I told you not to get close to it, Claire!" Shane spun her around and shook her shoulders.
"Sorry. I just wanted to see what it was," she replied, scooting closer to him, forgetting that she almost got attacked.
"Uh, guys," Eve cut them off, standing up. "Maybe you should make out later. When there isn't a zombie lying on our kitchen floor. We should figure out what we're gonna do."
"I'm gonna make a call. I don't think we should stay in here with that thing." Michael said.
Claire ran upstairs to put on more suitable clothing. She pulled on pants and put on a regular sized black tee, checking the time on her alarm clock. It was 5:24 a.m. The sun would be rising soon. Claire could see the red and blue lights of a police cruiser reflecting against the house from her window. She ran back downstairs. Everyone had moved to the living room. Claire couldn't sit down, she started pacing.
"I called Hannah. She said she'd be here soon. I tried to get Amelie, but Bizzie said she was out." Michael explained to Claire.
"Good. Did either of them know what they are?" She gestured to the kitchen.
"They're zombies." Shane said.
"How is that possible?!" Claire yelled, throwing her hands up. If she wasn't terribly confused, she would've laughed at the expressions on her housemates faces. "A town run by vampires, I can deal with. Ghosts, I can deal with. Shane's short stint as a werewolf, I can deal with. Zombies? No. It's not possible. That thing in there was as strong as Michael. It's like a vampire or something." She ran out of steam to rant anymore. She sat down on the couch in between Eve and Shane.
She twisted the ring around her finger. It had barely been a month since the wedding. A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. Michael got up to open it.
"Sorry." she mumbled to Shane. He put his arm around her and said,"It's alright. You get to freak out every once in awhile. Eve does it at least three times a day."
"Bite me, Collins." Eve said, giving him the bird.
"Oh, my God! Where are my shoes?! Where are my keys?! I'm gonna be late for work!" Shane said, in his best Eve voice.
"At least I have a car. And a job." Eve held out her fist to Claire, who bumped it.
"I have a job, in case you haven't noticed. I don't dress in an apron and rubber boots, willingly, Gothica." he said.
Eve was about to say something, but shut her mouth when Hannah and Amelie came in. Amelie sat in Michael's recliner, like a lady should. Crossed ankles, hands on her lap and back straight. Claire, realizing how bad her posture was at the moment, straightened up. "What's going on?" she asked.
Hannah said, "Well, we've got a problem."
"Really?" Shane asked, sarcastically, and Claire hit his arm.
"Where is it?" Hannah asked.
"In the kitchen. What is it?" Claire replied.
"I don't know. We've killed at least five." She turned away to say something in the radio clipped to her uniform.
"Claire." Amelie said, speaking for the first time.
"Yes?" Claire turned to Amelie.
"Something is happening," was all she said.
Well, obviously, Claire thought. "What do you mean? You know what they are, don't you?"
"Someone is trying to change humans into vampires, but they do not know how. The bodies get stuck in between human and vampire. So, they are pretty much..." For the first time ever, Claire saw that Amelie was at a loss for words.
"Zombies?" Shane supplied.
"Zombies." Amelie repeated, slowly.
"So, who's doing this?" Claire asked, becoming irritated with the word "zombie".
"We have yet to find out. They're doing it out of Morganville. They are getting through our borders without being noticed." Amelie said.
Hannah went to the front door and opened it, letting in three more people with a stretcher and a body bag. They disappeared into the kitchen, and came back a few minutes later, with Phil in the bag. The three went back out the front door.
"How'd you kill it?" Hannah asked, looking tired.
"Shot it. In the neck first, then in the head." Shane answered.
"Nice shot. Went straight through," Hannah complemented. Shane beamed, happy that someone noticed his shooting skills.
"So, what do we do?" Michael asked, running a hand through his hair.
"We have to wait, for now. Stay inside. No school, no work, nada. Especially you, Claire. Don't go out charging, trying to save the day. We have no idea what these things are or what they can do. Got it?" Hannah asked. They nodded. "Alright, get some sleep."
Claire walked them to the door, then followed Shane up to her room. She fell back asleep, curled against his chest.

Please Read & Review. Thank you guys.

Liz xox