Eve opened the bedroom door and flicked on the light to reveal what would be Claire's new room. It was beyond any of the motels she'd been crashing in through the past few months with a four poster bed; a desk with a lamp; mahogany wardrobes and a bed side table.

"Well this is it." Eve said. "It's not much but I'm sure it will look great once you add some of your own touches."

"It's quite nice." Claire mumbled, still feeling like she was intruding.

Eve put a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, don't worry you're going to fit in here just fine. I know I want you here and I'm sure the boys do too, ok?" She waited for Claire to nod. "Ok, I'll leave you to get settled in."

Eve closed the door on her way out and Claire was left in silence. She just stood there for a second- taking in her surroundings and situation- before letting out a sigh and grabbing her bag. She opened it and began dumping its content on the bed. Soon the bed had a few sets of clothing and a candy bar spread out on it. Looking at the clothing she shook her head- seeing how pitiful it was to have so little possessions. On the bright side she did remember one thing in her bag that could change that and smiled as she dug it out of one of the pockets. Her smile continued as she held up the huge pile of cash held together by an elastic band. The last gift from the parents she'd never had the chance to know.

Feeling a little better she put the money back before walking over to the window. She looked out- away from the town around her and up at the sky. The moon was out, shining a soft barely noticeable yet reassuring light on her as she stared at it. It wasn't quite a full moon but it was still large enough that the feel of its influence on her was strong. Closing her eyes she let its power lull her into a relaxing trance. Through this time her mind wondered through the last few months, avoiding all the bad moments and concentrating on the few moments that had given her the strength to keep going.

After just a couple of minutes she snapped out of it but for some reason was left feeling uneasy. As her mind quickly began to clear she soon realised why. Someone was in the room with her, right behind her in fact. The sudden realisation didn't settle well with her as she felt like she'd been snuck up on. She instantly thought it was a vampire which made her naturally want to react in a not so friendly way.

As her eyes flashed yellow and her claws grew from the tips of her fingers she spun around and lifted her hand to slash at her assumed attacker. Her eyes caught sight of who had scared her and she realised that it was the boy she now knew as she. His eyes widened at her looking like she was about to kill him but luckily she stopped herself.

She gasped and fell back against the wall as tears welled in her eyes at the shock of the fact that she could have killed him. "I'm- I'm so sorry."

Although still shocked Shane seemed fine. "It's ok, it wasn't your fault. I shouldn't have snuck up on you like that."

Claire shook her head frantically. "No it's not ok. I shouldn't be here, I shouldn't be around people at all. I need to leave."

She tried to move around him- planning to run from the house- but he stepped in her way and tried to calm her down. "It's fine really, you didn't do anything."

"But at some point I might, I can't just react like that every time I get caught off guard."

"I'm not surprised you reacted like that after everything you've been through and besides it better if you do react like that in this town. I bet it will save your life more than once." Shane tried to point out.

"But it could also endanger someone else's."

"You won't. Once you're settled in and have gotten used to everything you'll be fine. We'll help you."

Claire did feel better, especially at the prospect of having people beside her helping her instead of being alone trying to deal with things she didn't understand like before. After a moment she managed to calm her breathing and stop crying.

"Are you Ok now?" Shane asked.

Claire just nodded in response. After this neither of them seemed to want to say anything and instead they just stared at each other. Finally they both snapped out of it with confused looks on their faces. Shane was the first to speak again as he held something up in his hands that Claire hadn't noticed before. "Eve asked me to bring you these. It's some of her old clothes, there not really her style anymore so she wants you to have them."

"Is she sure?" Claire asked as she took the pile from Shane.

"Absolutely, I doubt she'll ever wear anything this colourful again anyway."

"Thanks, I really appreciate it."

"Thank Goth Princess not me." Shane replied as he turned to leave.

"No I mean for everything."

Shane turned his head as he reached the door. "Anytime... and I'm sorry by the way, about your parents I mean. I know how you feel."

Claire just smiled gratefully- unsure of how she should reply.