Just so you know Eron is pronounced Air-en. Not like how you pronounce Aaron. My friend made that mistake and I'm just making sure you don't.

Claire.

The silence was almost painful. Shane had left as soon as he saw her. Eve had tried to get a conversation going but Claire didn't feel up to talking. Claire wished she could just wake up. And it would all be just a nightmare. But she couldn't. This was real. And she was a vampire. Claire could feel the dull burn in her throat and rose from her seat to find Myrnin's fridge. Eve looked at her as she got up but quickly understood. Claire poured herself a cup of….Cranberry juice. That's what it was. Cranberry juice. It wasn't that Claire found it disgusting, considering her new lifestyle, she just didn't want to think that she was drinking someone's blood. It tasted delicious. So sweet. Yet with that metallic spark to it which may have tasted awful had she been human.

Claire heard the door open. Claire rushed to see who it was, like she didn't already know. Straight away she saw him and enveloped him in a hug. She pulled away to plant an eager kiss on his lips. He tasted sweeter than the blood that was, most likely, still on her own lips. He seemed to sigh against her lips, relived. His hands entangled themselves in her hair, pulling her closer.

"I think I may vomit." Said an unfamiliar voice. Claire pulled away, opening her eyes slowly to see a woman standing just a few steps behind Myrnin. Claire looked back at Myrnin to see him looking very annoyed. He breathed a calming sigh and turned to face the stranger woman.

"Eron, this is Claire. The girl I told you about." Myrnin said.

"As I can see. Hello Claire, I'm Eron, me and Myrnin used to…know each other." She smiled shooting a glance at Myrnin. She held out her hand to Claire, which Claire took slowly. Eron shook her hand and then walked away to look at the many books that were in Myrnin's lab. "You haven't changed a bit have you Myrnin."

"I could say the same for you." Myrnin said. He followed her as she stroked the book spines. He watched her as if he wasn't sure if she might suddenly find a way of killing him with a book. Or he was just worried she might hurt the books. She looked around again and looked at Myrnin's old chalkboard. It was currently covered in equations from a long forgotten experiment. She ran over as her eyes darted over the equations. "For someone so smart you do make the stupidest of mistakes. That is wrong." She pointed at the board. She then rubbed it out with her hand and grabbed a piece of chalk to change it. Myrnin watched intently. He then slapped himself on the forehead.

"Idiot. How did I miss that?" He said, amazed by himself. Eron just smiled and said,

"What would you do without me?" Claire couldn't help but step forward, wrapping an arm around Myrnin. Claire didn't like the way she looked at him. Myrnin took one look at Claire and wrapped his own arm around her. No one had noticed Michael and Eve watching them. Siting together on Myrnin's sofa. Eron looked over at Eve and her eyes shone a bright red. Myrnin quickly grabbed Eron's arm. He turned to Claire, giving her a small nod. That was all Claire needed to know. Claire made a break for it, rushing to the kitchen and grabbing the nearest blood bag. Claire took note that they were starting to run low on supplies. Claire didn't hesitate to throw to bag to Myrnin who had a reassuring and restraining hand on Eron's shoulder. He grabbed the bag out of thin air, not taking his eyes off Eron. Michael had got up to stand in front of Eve. Eron managed to peel her eyes away from eve to look at Myrnin, the blood bag in his hand. She nearly tore his hand off as she grabbed it. She quickly bit down and drank. Myrnin watched until he was sure she wasn't going to pounce on anyone. Claire looked over and gave him a quick heads up,

"Stocks are low."

"I'll go. I'm the least likely to be killed." Said Myrnin simply, once again grabbing his coat and pulling it on. Claire wasn't letting him go that quick. Just as he was about to reach out for the door she flashed over and stood between him and the door. He looked surprised for a moment then smiled. Claire gave him a mischievous grin; maybe being vampire did have its advantages.

"Be back soon." Claire said softly, she would've said be safe too but she was quickly cut off by Myrnin's lips on hers. Soft. No longer cold to her anymore. It was a quick kiss. But it left her wanting more. She prayed he would actually take her advice and be back soon.

He gave her one last parting smile and Claire stepped out the way to let him through. The door shut with a small click, leaving Claire to face her friends again and not to mention the new girl. They talked for a while as Claire sat on the sofa. Eron didn't talk much to them, more like watched in amusement as they all chatted amongst themselves. It wasn't really about much in particular. Claire wasn't really listening; she was too busy trying to keep her eyes open. She felt so tired after everything that had happened. And, sure enough, minute's later sleep took her in a dark black wave.

Shane.

Shane watched s Claire's eyes closed slowly. Unlike humans her chest didn't rise and fall slowly in sleep. Just remained still. Like the dead.

Well that's what she was anyways. Or at least that's what he told himself. He felt his heart break just a little when he thought of her being a vampire. The very thing he had never wanted. Shane could almost feel the migraine coming on. Everything was going so fast and all at once. Claire and Myrnin. The house burning down. Claire being kidnapped, again. Claire being turned. And now this new vamp that looked almost as crazy as Myrnin. Only with more toned down clothing. But he had to admit he outfit did have a travellers vibe. Her jeans were baggy and patched up in places where they had been ripped. Shane had already seen the billowing hat she had been wearing minutes ago, that was nearly five time the size of her head. She was wearing a pirate style shirt, only less dirty. It was long and puffed out at the sleeves and came complete with a huge brown belt. Shane couldn't really tell if it all went well together, he was a dude. He didn't really care if his jeans were the right shade of blue to go with his t-shirt.

He watched as Claire slept. He distantly heard Eve say something about hitting the sack but he wasn't really listening. He just saw eve and Michael find a comfortable spot on the floor and lay down their quilts and bedcovers. In a matter of minutes they were all set for the night. Shane didn't feel like sleeping. How could he? He just watched Claire sleep. He even walked over a pulled a blanket over her. He knew she didn't need it but he still felt the urge to take care of her. Even though what she had become threatened to make his insides churn. He kneeled by her side and pushed a loose strand of hair from her face. If she hadn't been so still and pale he could've been fooled into thinking she was still living. He hadn't noticed he had been watched until he felt a cool breath on the back of his neck.

"Fancy some? It'll calm the mind." She held out one of small two bottles of century-old whiskey. Shane took it gladly and got up from where he was kneeling. He took a sip, embarrassed to have shown such weakness in front of a bloodsucker. Especially one he didn't know. (Yet taking a bottle of Alcohol from one was perfectly legit in his mind.) He sank down on the other end of the sofa while the new vamp, Eron, jumped and landed stretched out on Myrnin's armchair. "You really do like her don't you?"

"Yeah, I do. But it's too late now, she doesn't want me."

"You feel better eventually. There's always someone else. I've lived long enough to know there's no such thing as a soul mate." She said, chugging back the last of her whiskey in one quick gulp.

"Sure I will." Shane said, they both knew he didn't believe her but she had that look on her face that said that she knew he wasn't anyway. "So how do you know Myrnin?"

"Do you want the short story or the complicated one?"

"Depends on how many drink there are left?" He said, and shot her a smile. She flashed up and came back with a whole box full. Shane's eyes widened as he looked at it all. "Since when does crazy drink this much?"

"He doesn't, that's why they are all still here. It's not like he's going to miss them." She smirked and threw Shane another bottle, then proceeding to open one for herself. She sat back down. Shane suddenly remembered the question he asked her. "Come on then, spill."

"Not much to say really. He became friends with my sister. Then when we grew older we were together for a while. Until he left me." Shane looked at her, as in really looked. He hadn't really seen her as anyone more than just another vamp. But in an instant Shane realised see had been in exactly the same position he was in now. He could see it in her face when she talked about it.

A few more drinks later and Shane was starting to feel the impact. It had only been ten minutes since they had opened the first drinks. He and Eron had been talking for a while and suddenly they heard a slam as the door opened. Hearing the sound was like getting his head split in two. He could already hear everyone springing to life. Claire was up in a flash and so was Michael. Eve as her usual groggy self when it came to getting up but she was much more awake than usual. They were all on full alarms except Eron who was still lounging on the armchair. She swings her legs off the arm and her leather boots land on the floor with a heavy thud. We all turn to look at a very distressed and angry looking Myrnin.

"It seems you will be of use to us Eron." He said through his teeth.

"I never planned to be anything less." She smiled.