Claire awakens in Myrnin's bed. The grogginess of waking up fogged her emotions. Myrnin's hand is on her waist and she's facing him. Myrnin seems to be sleeping or dead. Claire checks her phone, it was a little after 10 AM, and she has a text message from Eve. Dread briefly washes over Claire, she didn't want to read it because it may be Eve telling her that she hates her. The anticipation of death is worse than death itself… Claire thinks.

"CB - Meet me at the café for lunch? Around 12. Much to discuss. Xoxo. 3"

Claire sends back a reply, "Okay. See you then."

Claire looks back at Myrnin, "Hey." She pokes his chest with her finger. "Myrnin."

Myrnin rolls on to his back, "Grug."

"Myrnin!" Claire shoves his arm.

"Huh?" Myrnin sits up, "What's going on? Claire, what are you- Oh, yes, that's right. Sorry, I'm not used to waking up with someone."

Claire nods, "Yeah, neither am I. Shane and I haven't really slept in the same bed in a long time."

"You seem to be doing better…even if it's only marginally."

She shrugs, "Now that I don't have to hide everything I am a lot less stressed. And after you fell asleep, I woke up and cried for a couple hours. It was good to just be able to cry and get it all out of my system. I feel like I've just been so mopey this last month, I just want to get it out and over with. It's time to deal with everything."

Myrnin grins, "I'm very glad to hear that."

"It still hurts though. But I deserve this hurt." Claire stands up and walks to the doorway.

Myrnin shakes his head, "No, you don't."

"Myrnin, I do. I hid the fact that his father is still somewhat alive, and I kissed you." She opens the door.

"Well, I kissed you." He corrects.

"And I could have stopped you."

"That hardly matters," Myrnin adds.

"No, but what does matter is that I don't regret it. And what matters more is that even though it's hurting Shane so much, I wouldn't take it back." Claire walks out of the room, "I'm going to do some homework and then I'm meeting Eve for lunch."

Myrnin quickly gets up and follows her, "Claire!"

She stops but doesn't turn around, "What?"

"It's hardly appropriate to tell me something like that and just leave!"

"I'm not leaving, I just went out to the lab. I didn't even close the door."

Myrnin glares at her, "You made it clear that the conversation was over."

"Okay, so if it's not, then what would you like to add?"

"Will you just look at me?"

Claire rolls her eyes and turns around, "There. Now what?"

"You're acting like a pratt."

"That was just lovely, Myrnin, I feel like the conversation has come to a real closure now. Thank you."

"Let me finish. I'm beginning to think I prefer mopey Claire. At least she didn't snap at me for no reason. Anyway, if you don't regret it and you wouldn't take it back then what does that mean?"

Claire sighs, "It means that I don't regret it and I wouldn't take it back."

"Don't be so glib, Claire."

Her face softens a bit, "Can't this wait?"

"For how long? Long enough for me to snap into a moment of weakness and kill you, an action that I am destined to repeat? Or long enough for you and Shane to patch things up so you can move on and forget about me?"

Claire puts her hand on his face, "Myrnin, shut up."

"Claire, just give me something. Anything. So I can shut my thoughts up and do anything else."

She wants so badly to kiss him right now, but resists, "Myrnin, do you think it's possible to love two people at the same time, romantically, that is?"

Myrnin nods, "If you truly love someone then you love them forever, but that doesn't mean that they're right for you. I love many people romantically. But I ate most of them…"

"I am in love with Shane but I may be falling in love with you too. For now that's all that I can give you. Please, please don't ask for more."

"I won't. You have my word. When you're ready, we'll discuss this further. But not until then." He kisses her forward in excitement. "You know, I'm very excited about this. I may even play that Portal game. It's a bit elementary for me, but I really do like that GLaDOS. Finish your school work, go talk to Eve. Do whatever is that young women do."

Claire smiles at Myrnin's excitement but misses Shane's zombie killing. But she quickly puts thoughts of Shane away and cracked open her textbook. After a while she loses her concentration, wondering why there's a lack of Frank. Shane couldn't have killed an image, could he? Although with how angry he was last night, Claire certainly couldn't rule it out.

"Have you seen Frank today, Myrnin?"

Myrnin shakes his head, "No, which isn't at all unusual. I'm not entirely sure what he does when he's not being a bother, but he only checks in on occasion more recently."

"Odd. I'm just wondering how his conversation with Shane went."

"Hoping to make a quick reunion?"

Claire rolls her eyes, "I think he's more upset about our kiss than Frank. He's always been oddly suspicious of you. You more than other vampires."

Myrnin smiles slyly at her comment, but focuses on Portal, "Bloody turrets!"

"I'm going to head out to see Eve. I'll see you later."

"I count the minutes until we are reunited, Cariad."

Claire arrives with record time. Eve spots her immediately and waves.

"Hi." Claire smiles as she walks up to the counter, "So, you don't hate me?"

"No, Michael and Shane told me that your fight with Shane is between you two. Michael told me the details. I wanted to give you lots of hugs, and some clothes from the house. Shane is working on moving past it and everything but he needs his space, so you'll have to be a couch surfer for a couple more days. Where are you staying anyway? With Myrnin? Shane mentioned that he was there when it happened, and I don't think Myrnin would leave you there homeless. Although he has done crazier things. I still need to steal his vampire bunny slippers!"

"Eve, how much coffee did you have?"

Eve laughs as though Claire just told the funniest joke in the world. Claire had never seen Eve hyper before, it was amusing… for now. "I made a mistake on a triple caramel latte, and Oliver just told me that I could have it. So I chugged it down. And then I started getting a little twitchy. And then he told me that I didn't handle my caffeine very well, and I was like 'Yes I do! That didn't even affect me!' so he challenged me to have another one! And what did I do? I did, 'cause I don't back down from a challenge. And then he got a headache on account of how hyper and annoying I am. So he left. And I'm here. No one else is here accept for you. So I've been cleaning. See how shiny the Monster is?"

"Did you breathe at all when you said that?"

"You'll never know. So tell me about what's going on! I'll be cleaning but I'll be listening."

"I'm stayed with Myrnin last night. Frank visited Shane last night, but I have seen either one of them so I don't know what happened. Since I don't have to hide anything anymore I'm in a much better mood. I just have to deal with everything. I'm much better with dealing with things than I am at hiding things."

"Well, you know that I love you, CB and I'll stand behind you no matter what you do. Unless you start doing crack." Eve says while viciously scrubbing a small spot on the counter, "Why isn't this coming out?"

Claire shrugs, "Good to know. I'm beginning to understand why Oliver left. I'm going to go discuss something with Amelie. But I'm glad you don't hate me."

Eve shrieks and runs in the back. Quickly returning with a very large stuffed bag, "Your clothes! I included the pink wig even though you never wear it out even though you totally should because you look totally hot in it. I don't understand why you never believe me when I tell you that! But ta-ta my love!" Eve gives her a quick air-kiss and wink before returning to her scrubbing.

Claire picks up her cell, "Hello?"

"Hello, Myrie. Mind opening a portal so I don't have to rent a pack-mule?"

"Claire, don't call my Myrie. Why would you be a pack-mule? Nevermind, there's a portal open. Just go through and explain when you get here." Click.

Claire goes through the portal and drops her giant, over-stuffed bag. "Eve says I'll have to be staying here for a couple more days, as long as that's alright with you."

"I don't see why it wouldn't be. Are you sure she said a couple days? It looks as though you packed for a two-week vacation."

"I didn't pack it, she did."

"You weren't gone very long," Myrnin comments.

"Eve had a lot of espresso, about six shots. It was scary to be around."

Myrnin chuckles softly, looking in the tote bag. "What's that pink fuzzy thing?"

"Oh!" Claire gasps, "Nothing. You shouldn't go through a woman's bag, Myrie."

"Claire Danvers, I told you not to call me that. And I'm hardly going through your bag, I peered in at the monstrously large thing that threatens to eat my lab and I saw a fuzzy pink think." Myrnin quickly disappears into his bedroom and comes out with a safari hat on, "Claire, I'm going in. And if I don't make it back… then I want you to take good care of Bob for me."

She rolls her eyes, "That's a bit dramatic, Myrnin. Even for you."

"I love you too, Claire." Myrnin dramatic sticks his arm in further than he needs, "Claire! It's got me! Help!"

"Where did you even get a safari hat?"

"I'm being eaten and your questioning my hat?"

Claire grabs the tote bag and pulls. Myrnin's arm and several other things released into the lab. And in Myrnin's hand he's holding the wig.

"What on Earth is this?"

"It's nothing! Give it back." Myrnin reaches his long arm out of Claire's reach.

"Oh my! This is a wig. Well, model it for me Claire."

Her cheeks match the wig almost perfect, "Myrnin!"

"Very well, I'll try it on." Myrnin uses his free hand to take the safari hat off of him and puts it on Claire's head. "That looks quite smashing on you Claire," he puts the wig on, "But more importantly, how do I look?"

Claire snickers, "Like you could win a drag queen competition." She takes out her phone, "Let me take a picture to show you." Myrnin gives a dorky smile as she takes the picture.

"Let me see."

"Here."

Myrnin laughs, "It appears that pink is not my color."

She beams brightly at Myrnin, "I know it's been less than a day since the Shane argument, but may I kiss you?" She asks.

"That's something I'd never object to, Cariad."

Claire stands up on her tiptoes, and reaches her arms around Myrnin's neck. He lowers his lips to hers and rests his hands on her lower back. The kiss is brief, but sweet. "I need to go see Amelie."

"I don't suppose that's code for moving this to the bedroom and see where things go."

"Why would that be code for that?"

"Wishful thinking." Myrnin sighs, "But go talk to Amelie. I'll be here finishing off GLaDOS."

Claire gives Myrnin a kiss on his nose, "Thank you. I'll be taking a portal."