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Claire.

Claire eventually managed to get dressed and joined everyone downstairs. Shane kept and firm grip on her waist as they walked downstairs. Myrnin was sitting on the couch, watching as Oliver and Hanna discussed where they could find Naomi, he had a sullen look on his face. He didn't really look interested.

By the looks of things, Naomi could be anywhere. Plotting what she would do with Morganville first. Obviously Amelie's escape must mean Naomi is either hiding or gathering p her army. Either way, it was looking bad. Amelie eventually spoke after a while of quiet listening,

"I we must protect Samuel at all costs. He is her only leverage and she knows it." She then turned to look at Claire and Myrnin. "I need you two to take as many vampires as you can and keep guard over Samuel. I will follow. Only vampires, this task is too dangerous for humans."

"Then why does Claire have to go?" Shane butted in.

"Because she and Myrnin know the machine, which is valuable knowledge for this operation. And I would prefer it if you did not argue with me Collins."

"Well then tough luck, either I go with or she's not going."

"It's ok Shane." Said Claire, reassuringly. "I'll have Myrnin and the others to protect me. There's no point fighting each other."

Despite Shane's protests they still went through with it. Myrnin opened a portal to the Lab. Oliver grabbed Shane's arm as he tried to follow, giving him a warning glace. Claire blew them a kiss as she stepped into the darkness of Myrnin's lab. Claire could smell the strong scent of parchment and chemicals. Claire gripped her stake just a little harder. She looked over to Myrnin, who was standing next to her, but she couldn't see him. She couldn't see anything.

She then felt a hand grip hers. Myrnin. He stroked her hand comforting, his hands as soft as rose. He guided her as they walked through his lab to the next room. She smiled all the way. That was until they got to the machine room. Naomi stood exactly where she had been when she took leadership from Amelie. Only this time she looked a little more desperate. Around her stood many of her followers, including Jason. Again she had her hands on the container that held Sam's brain.

Claire felt a sense of de ja vu. It was all going to happen again, only worse. If a miracle didn't happen soon they were domed for sure. Claire's hand tightened around Myrnin's. Amelie stepped forwards,

"Naomi, you can do what you like, even kill me if you have to. But you will never be the queen you want to be. My people will never bow to you willingly. So take Morganville, but don't underestimate the people you are ruling." Naomi faltered for a moment, but Claire still didn't think for a minute that she would give up. Naomi simply regained herself and stared fiercely at Amelie.

"I already have my own followers and anyone else will bow to me or die. I will be queen."

"No you won't. You never will. Not of my people. No matter how many you kill."

"Well I can sure try." Said Naomi, defiantly. Then Sam appeared in front of her, making her jump. Claire could only see his back but by the looks of Naomi's face his expression must've been terrifying. Claire could hear the electronic growl emanating from the Machine's speakers.

"Not if I have anything to do about it." Suddenly there was a flash from the Machine. Claire could hear the crackling sound of electricity as blue streams of electricity ran up the wire to where Naomi's hand was. She screamed out in pain and tried to pull her hand away desperately.

"Let me go!"

"No. I have set off emergency protocol 1. I believe Myrnin is familiar." Sam stated. He turned to face them. Myrnin took in a sharp breath as he took in what Sam had said- not a good sign. Claire looked over to Myrnin, who looked slightly worried.

"What's protocol 1?"

"Self-destruct."

FUN MYRNIN FACT! In the book Carpe Corpuse he said the he "Gasped my last breath wen Magna Carta was still drying on the page." I looked it up and if he was turned vamp at the age of 25 then I have worked out that he is exactly 822 years old this year.