Chapter 50:

50 chapters! Half a century of chapters! Enjoy!

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Claire's POV:

Seduction. That is what Myrnin would win a degree in - how to bring someone slowly around to his way of thinking, through kisses and touching, so that when they acted, he wouldn't be the one who caused the events. He's a sneaky bugger...

... I also absolutely adore him.

"Oh, baby, you're the best," I whisper into his ear as he kisses my neck softly, a break in the passion between us whilst I remove his shirt surreptitiously.

"Well, I do my best," he murmurs back, his hands moving rather close to more private areas... Well, I may as well enjoy myself here!

I pull him over to the bed and hear the satisfying sound of clothes ripping – they're not going to be rewearable, but I don't really care, to be honest… mmmm… it's truly perfect!

OoOoOo

Many hours later, I manage to wrench myself away from the smugly hot vampire who has just been congratulating himself on managing to bed me... I mean, that isn't what normally happens – you don't normally say to yourself, oh yeah, well done for getting your wife to go to bed with you, do you? Then again, this is Myrnin; I knew he was at least slightly crazy when I married him and I think that this could simply be the resurfacing of this – well, he has been sane for a long time!

"Come on, time to get back to work!" I say with a grin, knowing that the work I have to do is a lot simpler than his – I just have to fine tune some details whilst he has the entire tonic to make…

"Oh, Claire, can't you stay in bed with me?" he asks, pouting in a near irresistible manner. However, I remember back to only a few weeks ago, when we got back together after the separation, and when we got literally no work done so Amelie got really pissed. Then he ended up putting ecstasy in her tonic so that he could speed up the making of it, meaning that this entire thing happened! So I don't think I want to be particularly repeating that cycle!

"No, we have to work and you have a bloody potion to be making," I say with a sickly sweet grin, pulling on one of the looser tops that I can find in my wardrobe - I have a feeling I am going to be doing a lot of experimental work today, and I don't want to be wearing something that could give him an excuse to 'jump my bones'… haha, I mean, it's a little ridiculous, but who cares?

"You are such a spoil sport, my love," he grumbles but gets up anyway and proceeds to get dressed.

"Blood?" I ask him, conversationally, as I tie back my hair again (it got pulled out rather a bit during the past few hours) and I realise just how much I have accepted this lifestyle. It doesn't sicken me to drink the blood I need anymore – I may not like it, but I won't turn it down, and, if I'm honest, it's rather good being a vampire… that sounds wrong, but I don't care.

"Yes, please, dear, you are rather too energetic for an elderly man like me," he mocks me, making me roll my eyes.

"Says the man who was-" I begin before he cuts me off.

"You don't need to go into such specific details; we were both there, were we not?" he says, a blush covering his cheeks slightly. I laugh at him, moving over to squeeze his cheek (coloured deep pink now) and watching as he squirms away. He stands still as I touch him, halting in his dressing, until I smack his cheek with a grin.

"Get ready, mister, as otherwise you won't be in Amelie's good books anymore, as I'll be doing all the work," I say, rushing out of the room and down the stairs before his frozen body can even react. I set myself a bloodbag up in the microwave before draining it after setting his up in it to warm up slowly, and then head back into the lab to carry on working.

Parallaxes… the thing that has apparently made Amelie pregnant. Who knew that such a menial thing, something which contains trigonometry (the worst thing on this earth), could end up meaning that a vampire would be able to have a baby… I never considered that before, but evidently it is what has happened.

You have a text message from Michael:

I dumped Lindsay. Anyway, anything interesting going on down at the lab?

Oh my god; how can he have such a blasé attitude to dumping someone he thought he was going to live with forever? I mean, I know that he always loved Eve (and never stopped) but I mean seriously, he's a bit chilled out, isn't he?

Michael, are you alright? I mean, dumping someone is usually pretty stressful. And nm, just may have found out how she is pregnant – nothing exciting! Claire x

I send this before continuing to work… maybe I could like… oh I don't know! I have to say, Myrnin is the one that needs to take this work forwards now – I can't do anymore. After all, he is the one that knew that something was going to happen on this day and he has like an extra millennium on me, so I think he'll have found something in that time that will render it possible for him to think of something to help further this theory.

I sigh deeply, knowing that he is probably going to be all superior and think that he is amazing because I need his help, before calling on him.

He appears in the lab instantly, a smear of blood left on his lips from the blood bottle, and looks at me confused. He cocks an eyebrow, causing an expression that cannot allow me to do anything but smile.

"My lovely Claire, whatever is it?" he asks me, with a tone to his voice that makes me want to laugh at him. However, I simply move closer to him and play on the seduction techniques that he used – as well as the flattery that I know works extremely well with someone with such a big an ego as him.

"Well, you know because you are so amazing at science and you have so many more years experience than me?" I say, playing with the front of his shirt, a movement that makes him grin without particularly wanting to. "Well, I thought that you may want to like take over on the part, so that we can get somewhere faster."

"Translation: you don't have a clue what to do next so you want to rely on your amazing husband to do the hard and sluggish work," he unfortunately guesses my motives, getting himself out of my seductive stance, but spinning me around so he is holding me between his arms, his mouth on my neck. "However, since I do have so much more experience, and I do not particularly wish to continue working on that damned tonic thing, I shall switch with you… only if you let me claim half the credit," he drives a hard bargain, causing my eyebrows to raise… however, the kissing of my neck makes me instantly want to agree.

"Fine, you have a deal," I say under the mirage of the kiss, which he suddenly stops as soon as he has got his way.

"Good then," he says swiftly, moving away from me and over to the machines to begin work. I roll my eyes – he is like a child when he gets to work – but then get cracking on the anger potion… I get nothing done before Michael texts me back.

I didn't love her and it wasn't working – she knew it wasn't as well. Now, are you serious? You found out why? Omg, Sam is gonna be thrilled. Have you told him yet?

I set the phone to the side for a minute as I weigh out the ingredients that Myrnin has specified in his latest ingredient list… they all seem pretty safe so far.

Fine, whatever, I'll talk to you about that later. And I haven't told them yet, no, we're working on it! X

I begin to add the ingredients in and in to the pot slowly, making sure that they don't produce poisonous gases – Myrnin cannot be entirely trusted, if I am honest! However, by the time that I go to add the final one, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong.

"Claire, what are you doing?" he asks worriedly, as I throw the lavender into the pot, making it sizzle slightly.

"Testing out your latest one," I say with a grin, already feeling more relaxed until…

BOOM!

The pot explodes and the last thing I remember is a piece of pot piercing through my skin… and then nothing…


Sorry for the length of this chapter… atm, the chapters seem to be really short, but that will soon be stopping soon – I mean, with what I have planned for these chapters, there isn't a chance that they can probably be short… I hope!

So, like, review please! I'm getting on the ferry to Calais to go to BARCELONA shortly, so I hope you enjoyed the chapter and review please! You want to make me happy when I return to England and check my emails, don't you? :D

Vicky xx