A/N- I do not own anything in this apart from the plot, the characters are sadly Rachel's L

Claire's POV

I woke up outside Myrnin's lab. Thirsty. I wasn't ready to go and face him yet, I didn't think I ever would be. He ruined my life. I wouldn't go to Amelie either. Or the glass house. Yet. My life sucked. I tried to ignore the burning feeling in my throat. It was dry and I knew what I needed… I just wasn't ready to face it yet. I stood up slowly and wiped the dirt off my jeans.

"Crap," I muttered under my breath. I took in a deep, Shaky breath and tried to pull myself together, but I missed Shane's Warm breathing against my neck. I missed spending the night snuggled to him. I wondered what he was doing now, probably going crazy. But the wedding is Tommorow and I'll have to reveal myself. I took out my phone and dialled mum's number, then drew in another breath.

"Hello?"

"Mum, It's claire."

"Claire! We miss you."

"I know," I sighed.

"Can't wait until you come to Dallas, your dad's getting better."

"Mum, I really have to go, I just want to know if I can use the house tomorrow, my dress for Eve's wedding is there and I need to get ready anyway."

"Why don't you go back to the glass house?"

"I can't explain it mum, just please say yes, I really have to go." The burning in my throat was now more severe, I smelt human blood other than my own and tried to take a deep breath. I managed.

"Yes. The keys in the mat. Ring me soon. Love you baby girl," I sighed impatiently.

"Thanks. Love you too, bye." I hung up, then picked up my bag and walked down to the blood bank. Thankfully, it was raining, but I still put my coat over my head to stop anyone seeing me. I walked past the Coffee shop and noticed Shane talking to Oliver. That was not right. Then, with a sick feeling, I realised he was desperately trying to find me. I carried on walking as he stepped out of the shop. His face was Tear strained, he really did miss me.

I finally stepped into the blood bank, took a few bottles and shoved them into the bottom of my bag. I kept one and drank it down slowly, then smacked my lips together and closed my eyes. I was full- but the burning wouldn't't go away. I simply ignored it Then I hastily ran, using my new speed, to my parent's house, opened the door and let myself fall against the bed. I hated this. And I hated what Myrnin had done to me. I let myself fall asleep.

I woke up early, looking over at my alarm clock, then sighed and rolled out of bed. I was thirsty- but put it aside. I really did not want to do this. I Reached into the wardrobe and grabbed the black floral, strapless dress I'd chosen with eve. She didn't't buy hers at the time so I had no clue what she'd be wearing. I stripped down my Trousers, pulled off my top and stepped into the dress, pulling it up slowly and gawping at myself in the mirror. I looked amazing, but was having serious thought about going to the wedding. I ran down stairs, took a beaker out and began sipping it slowly- there was no time to warm it up, because I only had half an hour until eve would be walking down the Isle. I chucked the bottle in the bin and ran back upstairs, then began experimenting with different shades of foundation. I finally found the right one and began. I still looked pale, just a bit better though. I looked amazing with make-up and It felt good to be wearing non gothic make-up for the first time in years. I used to love it when I was 12, but I guess I grew out of that stage. I now admired myself one last time and walked downstairs, peering out of the window before I opened the door. The Chapel was just down the road. I could already see floods of people waiting outside. So I hastily Grabbed my dark coat, dark clover, dark hat, and sprinted down to the Chapel, I stood in the shade, keeping my dark things on, I was planning on removing them at the party later, I didn't want to frighten Eve yet. I felt sick inside. But I bravely held back tears and walked in as the doors opened. I took a seat on the middle row. When everyone was seated, The doors opened and Michael walked in slowly, clinging onto shane's arm's. I looked down and closed my eyes, letting tears fall. It seemed like ages, but finally michael was there, shane stood aside, watching as eve came down the isle, she was georgeous, and to my surprise, dressed in a lovely white dress. I should be holding her hand now, I thought to myself, but quickly put the thoughts at bay when she walked down and her own and gripped onto Michael hand, I saw them looking into each others eyes. Michael, shane and Eve were there, and I was missing. I felt my heart shatter into two, I missed Shane the most, missed his warmth. More warm tears slipped down my face. I wanted this to be us. I looked down at the Cladah ring- it wasn't silver so it didn't't burn. Then I looked up at Eve and Michael, saying their wedding vows. They pulled each other in for a kiss. Everybody clapped and cheered. I blinked back my tears and joined in. Then followed them to the after party.

Shane's POV

I'm trying to stay strong for Eve and michael, but I'm really losing it. Claire's missing, she should be here, I wanted it to be us. But now she's dead. Wow. That sucks. Eve and Micheal are now dancing in each other's arms, I think I'll go to the rest room.

A/N - Thanks for the Story Alerts guys, and I hope you enjoyed chappy 2, might put chapter 3 up tonight, depends if I get reviews? Do you want it to be back up? :D x Peace out!