I didn't say anything. I couldn't. What was there too say? Of course, I knew that the resistance members would kill Claire. I just hoped that they wouldn't. Which after all, was extremely foolish of me since if there is one thing that I have learnt over my years, it's that hope hurts.

Oliver continued, "We can call off the search parties, then I suppose? No use in trying to get back a dead girl, it's far too costly and it does not really matter anyway."

Suddenly, the doors to my office swung open and Myrnin stood in the doorway looking furious. My guards momentarily jumped up, to protect me but stopped when they saw that it was only Myrnin. He was my friend and dramatics like this were not exactly what you might call 'few'. However, he did look different this time, serious.

"No." Myrnin stated abruptly, "I need her body."

"You cannot save her again." I told him, agreeing with Oliver "It was a miracle the first time. To try and bring her back to life again would be foolish."

Myrnin burnt red with fury, as he told me through his teeth, "How can you be so heartless, Amelie?" He sithed my name with utter distate and anger.

"I cannot risk the whole city and all the people in it, to save one human. Claire would understand that" I explained

"She's more than just a human Amelie, she was a person. She has friends and family. She was loved!" Myrnin raged, but got more gentle towards the end of the sentance. He sighed on the word 'loved'. It was obvious, too all but Claire that Myrnin loved her. Even through his times with Ada and Jesse, he never loved someone as much as he loves Claire.

And he lost her, again, I heard a voice inside me argue. This would be killing him, it must be. Maybe he was right, it was too late to save Claire but I could offer him closure. Peace. I owed him as much.

But at the same time, he was an important part of Morganville. The most important part. If we lost Myrnin and Claire, the town would fall apart. No machine, no borders, no portals, no funder houses, no lights. It would be a disaster, which is entirely the opposite to what we needed right now. It would allow the resistance group to win, because if Morganville fell apart, they would be able to sweep in and take control. That was mostly likely their plan, anyway.

"No, Myrnin" I decided, "It's too dangerous." I waved my hand at him, shooing him out of the room.

Myrnin's POV

How could she say that? Did she really not care? Especially after Sam, I would have expected to try at least. This was Claire we were talking about, not a random, meaningless human. Amelie had a soft spot for Claire, why would she give up so easily?

I ran around the lab, collecting together a bag full of weapons. Flamethrowers, liquid silver, bullets, stakes. Anything I thought I might need. Alive or not, I was getting Claire back. Even if she was dead - I would have to see it to believe it - she deserved more than this after everything she'd done. She didn't deserve to rot away in some cell far away, she deserved a proper goodbye.

I felt a tear drip down my face, but I quickly wiped it away. Now wasn't the time for emotions to get in my way. I needed to be 100% alert whilst I was doing this Even a second lapse in concentration could be fatal.

I was going to rescue Claire, and I would do it alone. Amelie and Oliver were both obviously unwilling to help and when I dropped in to the Glass House before, Claire's 'friends' didn't look too happy. They told me to leave it all to Amelie, that they trusted her.

They were so laidback about it, too. They were watching TV, as if nothing was happening. As if Claire wasn't about to die any second. As if they didn't even care. They just waved me away and went back to watching zombies or whatever.

"Hold on fy cariad," I said to the air, somehow hoping that Claire could hear it wherever she was. I didn't know where they had her but I knew Oliver did. He'd been acting sucspicious lately, even more than usual. Amelie didn't see it, but I did. I saw right through his facade, he knew exactly where they were situated.

I set off,it was still daytime. Just about. The sun didn't bother me too much, I was old enough to handle most of it and everytime it burned, I'd remind myself as of why I was doing this. It was all for her. Claire. I would burn to death,if only it meant I could see her one last time.

I arrived at the Common Grounds and managed to sneak past the barista. She was on her phone, oblivious to the fact that I was going out back. Good, it needed to stay that way. I didn't want to have to kill the girl, but between her and Claire? We all know who I'd choose.

Now, I thought. If I was murdering, possesive freak, where would I hide a map which held the keys too my reputation with the most powerful vampire in town. In a book? Within a sock drawer (that made me shudder)? No, I knew Oliver, I knew where he'd hide it.

He had a medieval portrait on his wall, it came over with a light pop and behind it hid a safe. The password was 'CROMWELL', as I'd suspected and the safe opened. There were jewels and money hidden inside, along with some letters from Oliver's past affairs. The thing that I was looking for though, was a map. I almost didn't see it, it was taped to the top of the safe. I picked it out and flicked through it, wasting no time.

There was a building with a circle around it. The building itself was quite common, but below it, there was plenty of torture chambers and tunnels which would lead to Claire. I did a small happy dance and span around.

"What, exactly, do you think you are doing?" Oliver asked.