Update
Claire's pov
She left. Just as she came, muttering under her breath. Something that sounded suspiciously like Shane. We sit just silent, her appearance has sparked fear in the others- in me it's opened a door to a history.
"Claire…" Michael stammers. In all of this he has stayed frozen.
"Michael I know. I know it's Morganville stuff; but tell me one thing what was she saying before she left?"
Looking at the floor, he knows. Knows it something that will bring with it a fight or at least drama. Eve's in her corner just slowly sobbing; Shane… well Shane is still blank. Slouched like normal on the couch, but with nothing behind his eyes. With shock. That's all.
"Claire, she said Shane… then that we'd come, that we'd beg her to let us come; I don't know what she meant but I know it isn't good."
"Why my name? Why not your or Eve's? What does she mean?"
Shane's whole posture has changed. He knows something is about to happen, something we don't know yet, but she has a plan. And basically we don't.
"Shane…I don't know." I wish I did. Wish I could stop her but I can't.
"I do." Her words make us all turn. In honesty I forget she was there. My worry for Shane was my forethought. I don't care what happens as long as we're together, the four of us.
"What do you mean Eve?" Michael's worry is etched in his voice. This is his girl. But honestly we're all staring.
"It's simple… she wants revenge." She waits as each of our faces plays our reaction. "She wants Shane because of his dad, because she is going to fight. Guys she's going to fight Morganville!"
"No way Eve!" Michael is trying to backtrack. Trying to erase each of those singular thoughts. But the doubt in his voice can't be hidden, anxiously running his hand through his thick blonde hair; he looks first at Shane till resting his eyes on me. "She's right isn't she?"
"Yeah. I never thought. The perfect plan. But…" Broken by the strum of guitar strings Michael retrieves his phone from his pocket answering with a swift "yep." His next doesn't play well.
"Amelie… no." Hushed static of Amelie's words. "Amelie?" Again hushed static this time faster and louder. "We're on our way… wait."
"Michael?" I know before he even says it.
"There's a connection. A connection between our new friend and Bishop's mutations. Amelie wants to know everything. Guys we're in…"
"Trouble." Shane finishes. "Nothing new there."
Morganville were nothing is ever similar to simple Texas life. Who wants boring? Me… now.