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Claire froze, not taking in the words – all her mind screamed was: 'What? Amelie's after me? Why? She's on Bishop's side? Oh snap! I have to get out of here – now!' Shane gasped and reached for Claire, and Eve was with Michael until Bishop and Oliver started to rise – she sprayed them again with her gun, and she heard their cries of pain. "Claire, hurry!" she heard Michael gasp and Claire felt herself spun on her feet and being hugged by Shane. He raked his fingers through her hair; "Claire, hurry! Amelie will come, and me and Eve will fend her off! You need to go now – escape and go to Myrnin's and hide there...I'll come get you, I promise! Now go please, hurry" he whispered and when they pulled back, Claire could see tears swelling in his eyes.

Shane had made everything a dozen times harder, Amelie – the leader of the vamps were after her, she could run – but for how long? She no longer had the bracelet [AN – This bit only fits in after Fade Out I realised!] but that meant no protection. Bishop was Amelie's father, but she had attempted to overthrow him as long as Claire could remember. Sam had died – for nothing – that was surely pathetic, considering she tried to kill herself and cry over his grave.

Everything about this didn't make sense, Amelie just couldn't do this, want this...but Michael probably wasn't lying, he was one of her best friends. Her best guy-friend! Claire suddenly snapped out of her invisible trance and caught a gun that Eve conveniently threw at her. "I filled it up for you!" she yelled and gave a thumbs up when Claire mouthed her thanks. Shane pointed to his neck, he was implying the necklace. Claire fumbled in her jeans pocket where she found it; she grabbed her backpack off the sofa, quickly unzipping it and chucking out some textbooks and made an escape for the door.

Bishop tried to stop her, 'Man, he recovers fast!' thought Claire but wasted no time in spraying him with her silver gun, and she got a mini stake out and quick as a flash plunged into where his heart would be. Well, more or less around about that area. He shuddered in pain, then froze and fell onto the floor.

Claire than ran out of the door, away from the Glass House, away from her belongings, away from the most awesome vampire she knew, away from her best friend and away from Shane. How could she let them be separate yet again?

She kept on running until Myrnin's house appeared in view and different thoughts jumped across her mind:

Should I go in? Tell him? What if he knows? What if he's on her side? Is he feeling okay?

But Claire took a deep breath, and went in, and she gasped loudly when she saw that Amelie herself was standing there, and Myrnin had a stake through his chest and he was lying on the floor...

***

Back at the Glass House.

Bishop lay limp on the floor and Oliver was furious! Claire had gotten away, and managed to harm Bishop. This was not good at all. He could see Eve coming at him with another one of those bloody guns and managed to get to the other side of the room within 2 seconds...Shane helped Michael up.

"You OK man?" asked Shane but didn't quite believe it when Michael nodded very weakly, and Eve hurried out from the kitchen (Shane didn't notice she had gone in) and came out with a dark sports bottle with a straw. She hurried over to Michael and said "Drink!" Michael weakly kissed Eve on the cheek as his thank-you and gulped it down. Shane and Eve looked away, disgusted.

Michael's eyes flashed red and his cheeks flushed pink, he looked apologetic. "Sorry guys, sorry about that!" he muttered and then all three of them stood up and got ready to kick evil vampire asses!

Michael went for Bishop but soon Bishop pulled out a stake and Shane attacked him from behind. Eve squealed – for once, she was really, really scared. This was not good. She couldn't see Oliver anyway, where was he? So she ran upstairs to get more useful weapons...

On the way upstairs, all Eve could think about was Michael. Recently, that was all she'd been doing...things didn't feel right anymore. She had liked him since she was little, and got jealous whenever girls came up to him after the concert at Common Grounds, desperate to look at him, feel him, touch him. He was a vampire now, did he still like her? Could they ever, well, advance?

Eve had already started rummaging her backpack without realising it, she didn't even realise when she got upstairs an went into her room. 'Better hurry' a voice inside her head thought.

She pulled out another three guns she had stolen from Shane's room whilst he was busy with Claire having a love-fest. Two stakes she'd gotten from Father Jonathan ages ago but didn't keep them too close because of the old rules, the way things were run in Morganville...

Just then Oliver appeared his nasty cuts and burns healing – and fast! Eve didn't see him behind her as he hit her over the head with a silver, rusty pipe and the last thing Eve felt was a blinding white light, throbbing pain in her forehead – and then darkness...

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