I've not had many reviews for chapter 10, but I thought that I'd update before my friends killed me! This chapter moves around a lot, and I'll leave it to you, my awesome readers, to keep track! So here it is, chapter 11; hope you enjoy it! Review! X

Chapter 11: Restraint

Claire's POV:

Slowly, I open my to see Myrnin's smiling face. My breath hitches - how can he look at me with such love in his eyes, eyes usually filled with rage or boredom? - and I take in my surroundings. I'm in his - our - bed. I sigh, content, and snuggle up to him, peace overwhelming me. I haven't felt this happy in - had I even been this happy? Probably not.

I sleep with my head against his chest, not knowing that this may be the last time I feel this way...

Myrnin's POV:

She falls asleep and I stroke her perfect hair, taking in her scent. I felt shame cloud my happiness and try to shake it off, telling myself that now was not the time to think about Lauren, now was the time to appreciate Claire, after nearly losing her. Before I told her.

Before I lost her.

Eve's POV:

I wake up again, after blacking out from the pain. I've been moved, to somewhere with lights, but still no windows.

Damn, there was nothing around me that I could use to defend myself against Sh-Shane. I mentally stutter, the memories almost overwhelming me. I shiver and begin to cry again, pointless, desperate tears that soak my skin - no shirt, that was gone - trying to calm myself, crying will get me nowhere.

I look around again as my sobs die down and there is movement from a corner. Oh shit, he's back. I try to make myself smaller, hoping against hope that he'll just pass by, but no. He walks over slowly, not a care in the world, and leans over me.

I smell alcohol on his breath, making me cringe. He simply grins and plants a damp kiss on my forehead, making me tremble with fear as he untied me and walks away, laughing and leaving me there.

Bleeding.

Bruised.

Broken.

Claire's POV:

I wake sometime later, not understanding what woke me. Then I realise that I am alone. Where is Myrnin? I look around; he isn't here, and his vampire bunny slippers are missing, too. Where is he? I get out of bed and get dressed, unsure of how the clothes came off in the first place. Oh well.

I examine the lab - well, everywhere in the lab that I know exists - and find it empty. I try to use the pull that we have, through shared blood, and get a general direction. Outside. In the middle of the day. Sigh.

I retrieve a coat from the rack and venture outside, thinking, I'm going to kill you Myrnin...

Lauren's POV:

"Hello, father." I say bluntly, trying to get this over with, his face is so full of emotion that I can't face it, I just want to go home. Forget about this.

He blinks and it's as if a mask drops down, covering his emotions perfectly. He finally speaks. "Hello Lauren. How did you know?" I shake my head. He didn't know? Maybe this wasn't Oliver.

Sighing, I tell him "Oliver sent me a letter", to which he looks down and swears, in Welsh. Welsh. This is too weird. I wait for his eyes to return to mine and continue "Who is my mother?" I ask, assuming that she is here as well.

He frowns and is about to speak, but we are cut off.

Mother?

Eve's POV:

I limp towards the exit seconds after he leaves, fearful that he's just waiting there to pounce again. But the hallway is empty. I follow it to an unlocked door and go through it, blinking for a few seconds to clear my vision.

I'm at the edge of town, near the welcome sign, and for a second, I let myself soak up the sun, grateful for the relief that it brings to my cold skin. I'm so cold. I can't get warm. It's like a part of me has frozen, leaving me numb and un-reachable. I'll never be the same.

I begin the long, agonising journey to the Glass House and one thought keeps me going.

Revenge.

Claire's POV:

I'm about to walk into the Glass House but another vampire beats me inside, closing the door with a final click. I bang on the door and yell "Hey! Open up! It's my house!"

I can tell that there are three vampires and one human inside, not who they are, though. Human. I realise that I haven't fed and the dull ache in my throat peaks, leaving me defenceless against the wave of bloodlust that engulfs me, destroying my self control in an instant. My mind cries out for Myrnin to stop me, but too late. My fangs snap into place and I growl, a primal sound that would invoke fear in any victim.

A human is near, one not guarded by the frustrating door. The smell of blood is intense; she is bleeding. I recognise the gender from the sound of her weak footsteps. I smile and begin to stalk my prey. She makes this easy; she is coming my way.

I see a woman, covered in blood, and I bite her before my conscience can scream her name, a name I know too well.

But all that matters is the blood.

So, can you all guess the parents? Who's Claire attacking? Not a long chapter, I know, but oh well. Review and I'll update! No updates until I have at least 40 reviews in total. I'm at thirty something now. So... Yeah, if you review, I'll update! Love you all my glorious reviewers! Xx