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EPOV:

I still couldn't get my head round the fact that Claire was a vampire. Like Michael. It was absurd. Claire had been human only a few hours ago. But I guess the same thing had happened to Michael. But the thing was, Michael was different. He was a ghost before he had got turned, and Claire was a normal teenager. I hadn't even felt her coldness when I'd hugged her yesterday. I was too caught up in Claire arriving home safely. But whatever! Even if Claire turned out to be a green alien, I'd still love her. I stopped thinking about Claire for a moment and finished washing the suds off, before Shane started hitting on the door again, even though I had a feeling that Claire had told Shane about what had happened yesterday.

I finally managed to get out of the bathroom and hurried to get out of the house and not be late again for my new job. As it was summer vacation, I'd gotten a job at Oliver's Café. After having tried all of the other shops near the house, I went to Oliver's and asked for my job back, but only temporarily. After I'd finished my shifts today, I was hoping to go home and find Claire there by herself and talk to her. Just to make sure she was alright. I could almost imagine what it felt like to change so dramatically in a day.

SPOV:

Claire was a vampire. We now have two vampires in the house; Claire and Michael. My girlfriend was a vampire. But I still loved her. I think. But over time, I was going to have to learn that Claire was the same person as before. I had to. I couldn't let the fact that Claire was a vampire get to my head. It was still the same Claire. I turned over on my bed and looked at my alarm clock. 9:00am. I'd spent nearly an hour just thinking about what Claire had told me last night. I didn't have anywhere to go today, but I couldn't spend anymore time in bed. I got off the bed as slowly as I could, trying to pass the time because I didn't think today was going to be so much fun, more like quiet and serious. And then something occurred to me. What would everyone else think about Claire? Myrnin, Oliver, Amelie. Did they even care? Stop! Stop thinking like that. You love Claire. You didn't care what people thought about her before. So why should you care now? I went to Claire's bedroom and knocked. Nothing. I knocked again. I waited and still: nothing. I tried opening the door but it wouldn't budge.

"Claire? Claire? Are you alright?" I listened for something, even for the slightest noise on the other side, but nothing came. Claire wasn't sleeping. She never slept this long. But she couldn't go outside either. She'd burn. So I guessed she didn't want anyone near her or with her. I was going to let her stay in there for a while but eventually, I was going to find a way in. Either through the door… or another way. I went into the bathroom and had a slow shower. If the hot water hadn't run out, I wouldn't have even gotten out of it. Then, after that, the hours and minutes just went by as slowly as it could have possibly gone. After waiting for what felt like days to me, I went and tried Claire's door again.

"Claire, can I please come in. I'm worried about you. Don't you remember what I told you last nigh…" the door made a little squeak and Claire stood on the other side, with tears steaming down her face. Her eyes were red-rimmed and her hair looked as if she hadn't combed it for days. Neither of us said anything, but Claire took a step forward and wrapped her arms around me and cried. I carried her over to the bed and put her down. I climbed in next to her and stayed there, rubbing her back and just waiting for her to let all her tears out. I had all day and night. As long as Claire needed me, I was here for her. Claire pulled her head up, off of my wet t-shirt and she looked a bit better than she did before, calmer, as if she had pulled a heavy weight off her shoulders.

"Shane, I'm sorry. I…I didn't mean to ignore you before. I just… sorry." She looked away then and stayed quiet.

"I think I deserved it. After what happened last night, I deserved it." After that brief conversation, we stayed quiet, just enjoying the quiet atmosphere. I didn't think anyone was home. I hadn't been downstairs to check. But if anyone had been, then they would have come up to see if either I or Claire was sleeping, ill, or awake. Eve had probably gone to her summer job at Oliver's and Michael was probably doing something for Amelie. We had another few hours left until Eve arrived. And they passed quickly. Both of us had a shower (separately) and went down for late breakfast of coffee and toast with butter. While we ate our late breakfast we sat in front of the TV and watched some of the comedies that were on, to cheer both of us a bit more.

"I love you," I'd been so enclosed, thinking about what Claire was thinking, that I almost missed it. She pushed me down on the love seat and kissed me. At first it was soft and light, then it turned deep and both of us we breathing deeply. And by the end of it I could barely breathe at all. But I didn't care, Claire still loved me and I her. After that, she cuddled up with me and we both sat there, watching film after film, until Eve arrived. We hadn't talked about what had happened to Claire, but I didn't think we needed to; we both were fine with it. We just had to ignore everyone's reactions when Claire went out tonight, or whenever it was that she would, and as long as Michael, Eve, Claire and I stuck together nothing was going to hurt us.

It was Claire who heard someone pulling into the drive, and as soon as she told me, we both went to the door, Claire behind it because it was still day, and I opened the door to let Eve in. and then quickly shut it because I could already smell Claire's skin burning, even though she hadn't been directly in front of the sun. Whilst Eve cleaned up, I brought Claire to the kitchen to cool her down a bit with cold water. I like it did help, as she did loosen up a bit after I was through with it. Eve joined us and we talked and talked about we'd done all day and after that Eve asked a question that I was hoping to avoid.

"Claire, who did this to you?" even though she said it softly, I felt Claire stiffen. It'd been worse last night, and ii could understand that, but what was so terrifying about her captor, or captors? And as much as I wanted to know, I didn't want Claire to be too uncomfortable an about telling us. She would tell us whenever she was ready. That much I was sure of. I looked back to Eve and signaled quickly and quietly for her not to say anything more. If Claire hadn't been so enclosed with what had happened yesterday, then she would have noticed for sure. She was a vampire now. And after thinking, Claire said,

"It doesn't matter, what matters is what happens from here, right?" she didn't sound so sure of herself but I agreed, just so we could get past this whole awkward situation. Claire would tell us when she was ready to, not when others wanted her to. It was just how she got through life.

After that situation, Claire was quieter and Eve didn't ask anymore questions about what happened-thankfully. Michael arrived an hour later while I was in the kitchen making my chilli sauce for dinner. He came in and got some water out of the fridge.

"How was it today? Claire alright?" he looked up after he'd drank two cups of water. He must have had a long day.

"Quiet, slow, and Claire has been really down, but she'll come round when she wants, it's better that way." I continued stirring the chilli, so it wouldn't stick to the pan and turned to face Michael again. And from that we told each other what we'd done all day, and that turned into us teasing and joking with each other, just like we always did.

By the time we'd all finished our dinners and chatted, like every other night, it was midnight and we all could barely keep our eyes open. And then Claire turned serious.

"I know how it's annoyed you all, me keeping what happened yesterday quiet. But I think I'm ready to tell all you guys." She was quiet for a few moments, probably thinking how she was going to tell us and continued, "I'm gonna tell you everything that happened, from the beginning. I went to the toilets and then I got hit over the head with something, and the next thing I knew was that I was in a manky room and it was light outside. I heard voices and then after a while I woke up again and found food next to the bed I was laying in and…" she paused during this part and I could see she was having a really hard time saying what she wanted, as if she didn't want to upset us.

CPOV:

How would they react when I told them that Sam was still alive, not in his right mind, and was one of my abductees? I could hardly believe it and I had him right in front of me, standing talking, moving. "Sam came into the room." I paused at this point.

"What do you mean 'Sam came into the room'? He's dead Claire, we all saw him, and he sacrificed himself for us all, so Bishop would leave Morganville alone." I looked around and saw that Michael didn't believed what I'd said and neither did Eve.

"I saw it with my own eyes, and don't tell me it was an illusion, he was also the one that changed me. But the thing is that he didn't seem to be himself during the time that I was around him, I don't know why, but he was really arrogant, and the Sam we knew was anything but arrogant." There was about a minutes silence and Eve spoke up.

"It could have been someone who looked like Sam, cause so far, I don't know anything that can bring back the dead, and as much as I like to think so, I don't there is a way to do that, but can we leave that for a minute and can you finish what happened to you?"

"Sure, so Sam turned me and I pushed him to the floor as he was weak from turning me and escaped, I navigated my way here as I didn't know where I'd been taken and then you all know the rest." Michael had been sitting there so quietly, and the only time that was, was when he was thinking about something important or trying to find a way to solve a problem, a difficult one. Then he spoke up.

"What we need to do is to find out whom they are, the people that abducted you and we need to find the reason why. Otherwise, we'll never know why they took you. It wasn't because they've been taking other people in Morganville. You're known here, you've got the Founder's symbol on you. Who would be so stupid as to do that? But we will find out… eventually."

And with that we all went to our beds and I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, even though I'd slept a lot last night. But the next few days were going to be busy, very busy.

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