"Alyssa Collins." I whispered.

She stood there with her right hand still sticking out, waiting to be shaken. "Yup, that's me." She reached over and grabbed my right hand with her left and clasped it with her right and shook it. I yanked my arm back and took slow steps backwards.

"You're lying." I said.

She looked confused and walked towards me. "Why would I be lying?"

"You're lying." I repeated.

"I'm Alyssa! I swear! Why would I lie about being who I am?"

I shook my head. "No, Alyssa Collins died in that fire." I said pointing to the house. "Alyssa Collins is dead."

She pulled out a folded up picture out of her pocket and handed it to me. "Do you know my brother? Shane Collins?" I nodded."Here look at this."

I unfolded the picture and there she was. She was younger, shorter but she looked the same, and right there beside her, was Shane. Younger but it was him. I felt a tear slide down my cheek.

"Your Alyssa. Your his sister. But...but how?"

"She took the picture back. "I don't know. I thought I was a goner. I was unconscious, but when I woke up, I was in the tree house, and I was...different.

My head was spinning. What was going on? Was this a joke? "But...but...no one knows your alive?"

She shook her head. "Well, I guess not. I mean, Amelie does, but other than her not many humans or vampires. I try to keep myself on the down-low-"

"Amelie knows your alive?" She nodded. 'She knows your a vampire? And that your alive?" She nodded again.

Anger began to build up inside of me. "How could you do this!"

She was taken by suprise. 'What do you mean?"

"Why didn't you tell your family! Your dad? Shane?"

"By the time Amelie found me, they were gone. And ever since I've been living here."

"W-where?" The house was burnt.

"That house." She pointed to the house on the lot beside the burned down Collins house. 'I've been living here for about 5 years. My family was gone. And I can't leave Morganville. I don't even know where they are now. My mom or dad, or Shane. Whether they survived or not. I don't even visit town really. I just stay here."

She didn't know. She didn't know about her mom, or dad, or that Shane had come back, and he had been here before he left. She had isolated herself all along from civilization. She probably just fed on the odd stranger that wanders down the street. Besides that, Alyssa was alive. Shane's sister was alive!

I grabbed her hand. "Come with me." I said and began walking, pulling her along.

"What? Where are we going?"

"I have to show you something."

While we talked, she told me about her life, how she survived the fire, but didn't tell anyone. How she saw the newspapers, reporting her death, and Amelie finding her, gving her the house beside her old one. How she missed her family, but she doubted any of them were alive. She remembers hearing Shane scream for her and blacking out.

When we got to the Glass house, she stood before the steps, looking up. "I feel like I know this place."

I nodded and lead her forward. Before we entered, she stopped. "Who are you taking me to see? I don't want to see anyone."

"No, you will want to see this person, trust me." She followed me into the main hall. I told her to stay put and that I would be right back.

I walked into the living room and saw Michael tuning his guitar and Eve reading a magazine. Michael looked up. "Claire."

Eve's head shot up. 'Claire where have you been! We were worried about you!"

I walked towards them "You guys, don't freak out, but-"

"Claire?" I spun around and Alyssa was standing right behind me. I stepped to the side and turned back towards Michael and Eve.

Eve looked at Alyssa. "Hey who are-"

"Holy shit." Michael stood up. He instantly lost any colour her had in his skin and was bleach white. Pale.

Alyssa and Eve looked confused. "What?" Said Eve.

Michael stared wide-eyed. Eve concentrated on Alyssa's face then yelled out. "I know you. I know you! Oh my gosh. Wait. What?"

"You guys, this is Shane's sister. This is Alyssa."

Michael looked like he was about to faint.

Eve stood up as well and ran up to Alyssa. Then she proceeded to poke her in the shoulder.

"Holy shit. You're...you're real." Her eyes began to get watery. "Oh my gosh I remember you now! B-but, how? What? I d-don't understand! I...how are you...?"

Michael had a tear run down his cheek. "Alyssa?" He whispered. "Alyssa is that really you?"

"Yes. But I'm sorry, you guys look familiar but..."

"It's me. Michael. Michael Glass. I-I'm your brother's best friend? I always use to uh, me and your brother, we woud play hide-and-seek with you whenever I came over."

Alysaa looked confused but then it hit her. "Oh my God! Michael! And Eve!" She ran over and hugged Michael, whose eyes were still wide with shock and confusion, but he hugged back, he squeezed her as he began to cry.

"Your alive. Shane is going to be so happy."

Alyssa jumped back from the hug. "Shane is here? Where!"

I stood beside her. "Shane's gone. He left town. Sorry."

"Wait how do you know Shane?" She asked me.

"I'm his gi- I'm his friend, sort of."

Alyssa frowned. "Well do you know when he's coming back?"

"No, sorry." As Michael, Eve and Alyssa kept talking, I grabbed my keys to my car and left. They knew her, they had known her. They have catching up to do. But I stil can't believe it. Shane's sister is alive. She's alive! I knew I had to see Amelie about this, because she had some explaining to do.

When I arrived at Gramma Day's house, I knocked on the door, and Gramma Day was there. "Well look who it is! How are you dear? My my your face is lookin' more pretty every day!"

I gave her a slight smile. "Thanks. I'm here to see Amelie."

She opened the door and smiled. "Sure. Come on in. You know where to find her."

I did. I walked down the hall and opened the door. There in the small room of overcrowded books and files, was Amelie, leaning over her desk, filling in what looks to be paperwork. I walked in with my arms crossed and she didn't even looked up.

"I'm not expecting you back to work today and neither is Myrnin. Go home and -"

"When were you going to tell me?" I interrrupted her. She hates that.

She looked up now with cold eyes. "I beg your pardon?"

"Alyssa Collins is alive. When were you going to tell me? Or Michael, or Eve or Shane?" I raised my voice. She didn't speak, but she didn't have enough time to. "Alyssa Collins is a vampire, Amelie. Don't you think this is something you should have told me? My boyfriends-" I stopped myself. Shane wasn't my boyfriend anymore. I lowered my voice and spoke calmly. "Shane's sister is alive, and you never told him. He had to suffer thinking she was dead and that it was his fault that she died. And you knew. You knew he felt like that. And you didn't tell him, or Frank. Or anyone." I turned around and began to walk out when I stopped. "I'm sorry I barged in. I just thought you had more compassion than that." And with that, I walked out, not even giving her a chance to speak.

As I walked out of the house, I mumbled a thanks to Gramma Day and left.