Claire.

Shane was, as always, playing video games on the couch as Claire walked in. He looked around, noticing it was her, and got up at once. He walked over to give her a big hug, which she accepted gladly.

"You're home early. What's the occasion?"

"Nothing." It came out slightly lame, like she was lying, (which she was). She didn't want to tell Shane about what had happened. She couldn't. She didn't even know why she felt so guilty. It's not like she let him kiss her. But she still felt guilty, as if she had had an affair with him.

"Are you alright? You seem different." Shane looked at her, concerned. She just looked away and stated,

"Just not feeling too well, I think I might go to bed."

"Ok…." Shane said, giving Claire a sweet, warm kiss before she walked upstairs to her bed. She laid there for a while. She didn't understand why she was thinking about this so much. Myrnin wasn't all that sane at the best of times, it was probably just a reaction to him being crazy. But as Claire tried to tell herself that she knew she was just trying to fool herself. If she hadn't have stopped him, he would've kissed her. And she had to talk to him about it. Claire pulled out her phone and dialled Myrnin's number. He answered on the first ring

"Claire, I told you. You have the afternoon off, go have fun with Shane." He said, it sounded slightly begrudged at the end.

"Myrnin, we have to talk."

"There's nothing to talk about."

"Yes there is Myrnin and you know it." Claire said, getting slightly more annoyed. Myrnin hung up on her. Claire growled slightly and threw her phone down on the bed. She got out of bed and ran downstairs. She said to Shane that she left something at Myrnin's place and had to go back to get it. She walked down the street on her way to Myrnin's. She was going to get some answers no matter how hard it was.

Then something grabbed her.

Michael.

I could hear all the way downstairs, Claire had come back early today. I could hear them talking, Claire sounded odd, like she was hiding something. I heard the quiet little steps she took as she walked upstairs- unlike Eve's massive clomping steps, but they were half due to her shoes. I walked out of my room, I knew something was up with Claire; I had to find out what it was that was bothering her. I was about to knock when I realised she was talking to someone. She must've been on the phone.

"There's nothing to talk about" I recognised that as Myrnin's voice on the other end.

"Yes there is Myrnin and you know it." A second passed and she made a frustrated growling sound and I heard a small thump which must've been her phone hitting the bed. I heard her footsteps again, getting closer to the door. I ran to my room, quick enough so she wouldn't see me. I listened in from behind my own door as she went downstairs again. She said she had left something at Myrnin's. Bullshit. I sighed as I heard the door close.

What had Myrnin done? He must've done something to make her act this way. What is it they need to talk about? Did he kiss her? Or tell her… something? I couldn't tell. Should I even tell Shane what I had heard? No, it might just be a misunderstanding, I was sure of it. I had to go to Myrnin's and find out what really happened.

I walked out the door, saying I had to go to the shops; Shane just shouted for me to get taco shells and carried on with his game. I began to walk to Myrnin's. I eventually got there and walked through the creepy alleyway. I opened to door to his lair. Straight away I heard his voice.

"Claire, go away. I told you before there's nothing to-" Then he turned the corner and saw it was me. He looked down, embarrassed. "Hello Michael, to what do I owe this pleasure?" he said, no genuine feeling in it.

"Isn't Claire here?"

"No. Why?"

"She left the house after talking to you. I thought she would be going to you." I whipped out my phone immediately and dialled her number. I placed the phone to my ear and waited for the ring. It picked up on the third ring. I sighed with relief as I spoke,

"Thank god Claire. You had me worried. Where are you?" I felt my heart drop as I heard the voice on the other end.

"What makes you think we would tell you?" the voice was dark and creepy, it sounded like it was Jason.

"What have you done with her?" I shouted. Myrnin looked like he was ready to pounce, even though the only thing he would have to pounce on is the phone.

"Nothing she's absolutely fine. For now." With that he hung up. I took a deep breath.

"We have to find her."

"I can do that." Myrnin said, I gave him a look, "I've bitten her before, remember. I can find her anywhere."

"Brilliant. But I have a feeling we are going to need reinforcements."

Eve.

It was my turn to cook dinner, not good. Had just got home and Shane told me that Claire was at Myrnin's and Michael was at the shops, all whilst not taking his eyes off the exploding zombies. I was just about to start chopping vegetables when I heard the door clatter open. Both Shane and I ran to see the emergency. It was both Michael and Myrnin standing in the doorway. Myrnin was the first to speak; it came out rushed and panicked.

"Grab your weapons, now! Claire's missing! Hurry!" Shane immediately sprang into action, he grabbed the weapons bags we held in the cupboard. We soon had out weapons and were ready for whatever. Myrnin had the crossbow in his hands. He looked like an avenging angel; he was wearing a long black dress coat, black trousers and a deep red shirt. I could honestly say I approved of his get-up. Michael drove us in his vamp car, with Myrnin telling him where to go. Shane leaned forward after a while and asked Myrnin,

"How do you know where she is?"

"I could explain, but I doubt you would be happy about it," Said Myrnin frankly.

"Well either way you're still helping find her so I can't complain, can I?"

"Fine, remember when I bit her? Well now I have a connection with her through blood which means I can find her anywhere." Myrnin explained.

"You were right." Said Shane flatly. I also leaned forward, joining in the conversation.

"Well I never thought I'd say this but I'm actually glad you bit her. Otherwise how else would we find her?"

Myrnin.

How could someone so small get into so much trouble? I concentrated hard on Claire, bringing forth every memory I could think, to help me find her. As I thought more I remembered over and over again the memory of dancing with her. But with that came the other memory, leaning in, foolishly forgetting myself. I should've thought about it more. I knew she wouldn't ever like me in that way, let alone kiss me. I knew she would reject me if I tried. But I did anyway and that's exactly what happened. I felt angry at myself for one pure moment. Why did I always want what I can't have? Why do I always cause myself and others so much pain all the time?

I felt a hot angry tear roll down my cheek. But I wiped it away quickly.

"Myrnin? Hello? Which way now?" The sound of Michaels voice snapped me into reality had to save Claire. I refocused myself I focused on Claire; I focused on our connection, so I could find her.

"The next right." I said. I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder; it must've been the Goth girl, considering she was the one sitting behind me. She leaned in and whispered in my ear,

"Are you alright Myrnin? Saw you crying in your mirror." I sighed and placed my hand on hers.

"I'll be fine….Eve." She smiled, happy that I had got her name right this time. I looked back at the road, focused on finding my Claire.