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CPOV:

Myrnin was leaning closer to me, I could see each individual eyelash, and for some truly magical reason I didn't turn away from his advances. A tiny part of me, literally like a piece of rice in not a mountain, in a complete planet of rice, was shouting, and then screaming for me to stop, to pull away, to move my head, something. But, as he pressed his cold, but surprisingly soft lips to mine I felt something that I had never felt before with Shane.

With Shane it had been fierce passion, bordering on lust. Well, mostly lust towards the end. But, with Myrnin, there was no other word for it then Magic. There were no fireworks, not bursts of passion. It was all simply magical, like a soft, no not soft at all, a burning spell like a single flame had ignited inside me and turned my sorrow and worry into something magical, something right.

It was like alchemy, which was just so right now. I smiled as he kissed me, nipping my bottom lip slightly. It was magic. He nipped my lip again and I felt my mouth open under his. We explored each other's mouths, his cool tongue battling mine softly, not cruelly like Shane had. Neither of us won, we were equals in this I realised, unlike when I did anything with Shane, where he was dominating.

But, all too soon I felt my breathing become laboured; I needed clean air to breathe. Myrnin, noticing, pulled back slowly, keeping his arms wrapped round me. I took a few deep breaths whilst staring into his deep eyes, brown or black, I couldn't tell now but I didn't mind. The way he looked at me, like I was the thing he had been waiting centuries for, made me feel special, needed, wanted.

I smiled at him, and he gave me his own brand of a smile, a charming little smirk, that had my insides doing a conga as he leaned in again. He stopped short of my expectant lips, he blew gently onto them, and I inhaled sharply, the taste of him. It was old, and extravagant, more primal and hard. But, soft too, and sweet. Complicated to sum it. I wondered briefly in my scattered mind what I tasted like to him, like my blood did to him. Or different?

"Claire." He said, breathing me name against my lips. It felt more intimate then anything I had ever done before. Ever.

"Myrnin." I replied, my voice as soft and wanton as his, as I blew gently on his open mouth. He smiled this time, and it was like the sun blazing down on me. I smiled back, feeling more like a tiny flicker of a candle beneath his extravagance.

We were about to kiss again, our lips only tantalizing millimetres apart. Then, my phone rang, and it wasn't one of those sorts of ringtones you can easily ignore, it was a harsh beeping screech. Taking a deep, un-needed breath, Myrnin reached into my front pocket and pulled it out, before handing to me. I took it, in somewhat of a gaze, as he had just put his hand in my front pocket. My hands fumbled as I typed in the passcode before answering the still beeping phone.

The caller ID was Amelie. Myrnin has leaned in to see and his face, which had been soft and open closed with a snap a hard, angry mask in its place.

"Amelie?" I said, my voice was breathy, something which both annoyed me, and gave me slight tingles.

"Claire, have you thought upon your decision yet?"

"No, I haven't had time."

"No, I daresay you won't have done. But, I must remind you, your last mortal day is closing. Choose well." The call disconnected, the monotone voice saying

"your call has disconnected. Please, hang up." I let it repeat it, why had Amelie rung me? My hands were pried gently away from the phone, as Myrnin, with surprising knowledge clicked end call. Before putting the phone, on the arm of the couch. It was now a slightly tense silence, as he said,

"Well, have you given it any thought?" His voice was quite and filled with hidden, if not repressed emotion. It made me gulp as I answered,

"No- no, not really."

"Please Claire, make the right choice. I cannot go through the pain of losing you." His voice had turned rough, slightly husky and so full of love and adoration that I couldn't find the words to say. He smiled sadly at me, before glancing at a huge old clock. I looked too, time passed so quickly in the lab, or it didn't pass at all. I wondered if there was a reason for that. But, it was late, I wondered briefly if anyone was looking for me.

"Perhaps, Claire, you should go home now. Think about what is to come." His voice was gentle, as I nodded. He smiled sadly at me before adding,

"Claire, whatever you decide I won't blame you. It will be your death, however you decide it." He smiled, a little more sadly, it was the sort of smile that hid and spoke a thousand words. The sort of smile that made my small, tiny heart feel for him.

"Myrnin, I'm not saying for a definite, but who would be changing me? If I chose to become, a…" I couldn't bear to say the word. He nodded, as if he understood, and I once again tried to think how he might have been turned, an accident, love or a choice?

"Vampire? Amelie, so you wouldn't be able to revolt and cause mayhem." I shuddered a little. If Amelie changed me, it meant I was hers more then I had been when I signed the body and soul contract with her. She would be the entire reason why I still existed.

"Couldn't…Couldn't someone, anyone else do it?" I said, my voice trembling. Myrnin leaned forward and gently hugged me, so it was there but not intrusive. I liked that, a lot.

"Perhaps, if times were different. But, it will almost defiantly be Amelie." I nodded, thinking, biting my lip slightly.

"Now, go. Think, and be here when you have decided. Whichever you choose Claire, remember, is your choice. Don't let anyone try and tell you otherwise." He smiled a little sadly, before pulling me up and giving me a light peck on the lips, sending slight tingles running from my lips to my heart. I smiled into it, but he pulled back, before walking me, like a gentleman, to the portal.

He gently made it into the Glass house, I turned to face him

"See you tomorrow Myrnin." I whispered, before slipping from his grasp into the glass house.

The portal snapped shut behind me, taking with me, all my happiness.

Now only worry and nervousness remained…

HEHEHE! Ting Cliffie! Also, GO TEAM GB! I just saw the final for synchronised swimming, really weird, but absolutely amazing! Hopefully, like this chapter? Please review?! xxx