So I looked through everyones ideas I must say I got some really good ones. So anyone one did catch my eye that I like the idea of so I those it, but for some of the other ideas I'm thinking of doing some seperate fanfics about them in the future.

Shane's POV

I felt my moment of happiness sink away at the nurse's words. "One other thing?"I asked in an almost panicked voice.

What else could there be? I started thinking to myself. Oh my god, what if Claire's injuries have caused some kind of permanent damage? My mind was going crazy in just those few seconds it took for the nurse to continue.

When she did finally speak she seemed unsure and a little embarrassed. "Well, when the doctor tried to check her blood type for a transfusion he came across a problem... she doesn't have one."

Eve looked confused as she said. "Have what?"

"A blood type."

I honestly had no clue what this woman was talking about and was starting to think she was a little crazy. Eve made it obvious she was thinking the same. "Is this some kind of joke? How the hell can Claire not have a blood type?"

"Ma'am I honestly do not know but I assure you this is no joke."

That was when I cut in. "Wait, wait, wait. If like you say Claire doesn't have a blood type then that means you couldn't give her a blood transfusion even though she needs one."

"Oh no sir, please do not worry. You see we managed to get her a voluntary donor."

"Who?"

A familiar voice called behind them. "Me."

Claire's POV

The heavy darkness that had been constantly pressing down on me suddenly lifted from my body and I immediately began to see light through my eyelids. Though I struggled, I managed to slowly open my eyes so I could see my unfamiliar surroundings. I found myself in a room that didn't take me long to recognise. Bright light, uncomfortable bed, ugly chairs, boring white painted walls and that awful smell that reminded me of an old people's home... yeah I was in a hospital without a doubt.

As I tried to wriggle my body so I could sit up I felt awful aches and stings burn across my skin which only helped bring back the memories of the reason I was there. I started to remember being at college, the sound of gun fire, bodies everywhere, my confrontation with Dean, two gunshots followed by unbearable pain, Shane appearing beside me as the darkness approached... Shane... Shane had saved me. I couldn't help but sigh at that last memory, he seemed to be saving my life a lot these days.

I was pulled out of my moment of flashbacks by the door opening. I looked up to see two people stepping into the room, they weren't doctors or nurses yet I knew I didn't know them. It was a man and woman about the same age as my own parents. When the woman saw that I was awake she smiled at me apologetically. "I'm sorry dear, I just wanted to thank you for trying to help my son."

"Excuse me?"

"My son Daniel, a boy told me you tried to help him during that dreadful attack on the university."

I suddenly realised what she was talking about. The boy I was asked to help who'd been shot and crawled to the classroom. Only as I remembered I hadn't actually been able to do much for him.

"Well I would say your welcome ma'am but I don't actually think I did much for him."

"Oh but you did, if you hadn't shown the other students how to put pressure on his wound he wouldn't be here right now."

"So he's Ok."

The woman suddenly frowned as she replied to my question. "Well he's alive yes but unfortunately he slipped into a coma just over an hour ago."

"Oh I'm so sorry ma'am."

"Oh no no no, it's not your fault. Now, we will leave you to rest and again thank you."

I tried to smile as they both thanked me again before leaving me alone to think about everything that had happened. But all I could think about was that boy. I had been lucky, just a few bad injuries that just needed a little time to recover but him, he was in a coma and I knew that there was no telling when he would wake up or whether if he even ever would. I couldn't help feeling guilty for not being able to do more to help him.

Shane's POV

The three of us turned around at the same time to see where the voice had come from. Behind us we found Amelie standing there. Michael was the first one to express his confusion this time. "You gave Claire your blood? But you can't you're a vampire and she's human. She needs human blood."

"But Claire isn't human." She said that sentence in her usual calm, icy voice yet it just sounded like another joke to me and my need to see Claire was testing my patience.

"Alright this is just insane! How can you say Claire isn't human? She sure as hell isn't a vampire... unless... Amelie did you turn her? You fucking turned her didn't you?" My anger grew along with my voice as my worst fear seemed like it might have just come true.

"Of course not Mr Collins. Dear I must explain before this causes more confusion."

"Please do."

Amelie took a seat before she carried on her explanation. "You see, ever since Claire came to Morganville I've always had my suspicions about her, always thought she was a little more than your average human. After all have you ever seen anyone as smart as her?"

We all shook our heads because it was true. Never in my life had I come across anyone capable of knowing the things Claire did.

Amelie continued again. "And of course her amazing amount of compassion and loyalty is also just astonishing. But after a while I waved my suspicions away since no evidence ever appeared to confirm my thoughts. After today though I do not that I was right from the beginning. The lack of blood type, the intelligence... I've seen it before but not for well over a thousand years."

I realised after everything Amelie had said that none of this was some kind of sick joke and this was serious but I still didn't understand, no matter how much of it made sense.

Luckily Michael was the one who was trying to follow what Amelie was getting at. "So... what is she?"

"Well I believe that Claire is in fact a spirit nymph."

A long silence followed that sentence and the three of us all had a "what the hell" look on our faces. Then Eve burst out laughing. "A nymph? It sounds like some kind of fly!"

Amelie didn't seem too amused. "This is not a joke Miss Rosser, what I am trying to tell you is in fact the truth. And a nymph is not some kind of insect it is in fact a type of... well I'm not fully sure. I suppose almost like a fairy in a way."

Eve looked serious again. "Ok so what exactly are these nymphs? I know you say they are like fairies or whatever but what exactly do they do?"

"Well it's been a long time since I last saw one, I thought they were extinct but I do remember them all having the power of element control as well as other powers unique to each nymph. Yes I do remember them being rather powerful creatures."

I still couldn't believe I was hearing this. "Jesus this can't be right. For one thing I can't remember seeing Claire making water float or bring trees to life and I'm pretty damn sure she had a blood type the last time she was here."

"Yes well Mr Collins, for one thing I'm quite sure Claire is unaware of her real origins so she is probably unaware of any powers she may have hidden. And yes you are quite right about her blood type, my only guess is that this experience has brought out the hidden Claire within. Maybe the nymph in her has been dormant all her life due to her lack knowledge of it."

This was still crap to me so I folded my arms and shook my head. "I still don't believe any of this shit."

"Well Mr Collins, I suppose I will just have to prove it to you."

So thanks to Isla for your suggestion ;)