It was early when I woke up, I could tell. The light filtering through the curtains was barely there, I groaned and rolled over. Only to become irritated, almost at once, because of the scratchy sheets. Damn, no more sleep for this girl then. Sitting up I dragged myself out of bed and grabbed some clothes and a towel, before silently slipping out to the bathroom.

"And where do you think you're going?" came the unmistakable voice of Micahel, from behind me. Turning round I answered,

"Bathroom, you?" I said.

"It's 4:30 in the morning, go back to bed Claire." He said smiling at me, I smiled back and tried to stop looking at those abs, sure I had Shane, and god his was hot as, but Michael was all icy perfection.

"Can't sleep, and hey, why are you up?" I said, raising an eyebrow, even though I'd never been able to do that before in my entire life.

"Same theory." He said, smiling at me, before turning and walking away,

"Have a good shower," he said, before sloping back to his room. Smiling I opened the bathroom door and walked inside, my feet touching the cold floor…

Ooo

Standing in my room I was at a loss, what should I wear? I was just going to the lab, but somehow, I wasn't sure, but I felt I should wear something different, slightly better then my normal worn clothes. Pulling out a pair of black leggings I pulled them on before pulling on a smock like dress. Sure, it wouldn't win any awards for fashion, but it was comfy, and I had a feeling I'd need it. Pulling on my worn converse, I walked downstairs and had breakfast.

It was still far too early but I decided to go to the lab anyway, I wasn't tired, besides I felt almost compelled to go there, for some reason. Popping a mint in, I summoned a portal before stepping through.

It was dark in the lab, and the thick curtain of silence that cloaked it was almost vibrating with energy, feeling my way along the wall I flicked the switch and was met by the bright lights of the lab. It was empty, completely.

"Myrnin?" I said, walking in, placing my backpack on the table and pulling out a stake- you never knew what you could find.

"Myrnin?" I said a bit louder, before hearing it echo around the lab,

"Myrnin?" I shouted walking through the lab, slightly irritated, slightly worried. If he wasn't here, then were exactly was he?

"Claire?" Came a faint voice, from somewhere in the lab, damn the vast room.

"Myrnin? Where are you?" I shouted, looking around.

"My bedroom, hurry Claire…" I gulped, and took a deep breath before looking for the secret switch that would reveal the door. It was behind a dead spider and a book, which I had to move, so how did he get in?

Walking into the room, I was surprised to see it was dimly lit, I'd only ever been it once before, it was richly decorated and there was Myrnin, hanging upside, a stake carefully shoved through his heart, or near to his heart at least. I think I must have gasped because he rolled his eyes before chuckling,

"It seems someone has a vendetta against me being your protector, little one."

"Why do you say that? And who did this?" I asked, walking round him, trying to think of the best way to get him down, or pull the stake out.

"Because he told me in length, after he'd staked me about why he was doing it, and why I should stay away from you. And before you ask it was that charming Collins boy, unfortunately his aim isn't as good as he might have hoped, you see he didn't puncture all my heart, only half of it, or so. Also, the silver within it is very slow in spreading."

"Shane did this?" I shrieked gaping up at him,

"Yes, now will you please remove the stake—" He looked at me, his eyes pleading for me to do it quickly, "just pull it out, there a good girl." I nodded and stood in front of him, and took hold of the end. It was cold and wooden, obviously, but I felt slightly feeble. I wasn't strong, and this seemed to be lodged deep, or so I guessed from the blood that had pooled on Myrnin's chest.

"On three perhaps?" Myrnin said, looking at me, over his shirt that was hanging over him, his six pack clearly defined…

"Ok… one, two, three!" I yanked it out with a gasp, falling back into the dresser.

"Thank you." Myrnin said helping me up, he had managed to untie the knots… he was a wonder.

"Your welcome, why did he do it?"

"I think he made it quite clear, he said, and I quote 'I don't like you owning my girlfriend leech, so if you die, and then I suppose I won't have that problem, will I?' I think it was a truly ill-conceived plan, personally. I suppose, it could have worked, but it would have been more effective to stab me with pure silver, and a stake, and hang me in sunlight, and spray me with silver also…"

"Myrnin when you've finished telling me how you've planned your suicide,"

"Well, if I was to plan my own death, I would make it a show Claire! A spectacular mystery with so many twists and plot turn that I dare say only you could figure it out!"

I had to chuckle at that, he was dramatic,

"I'm sure you would, but would you like anything?" I said, slightly awkwardly,

"Ahh, no thank you Claire, I believe I am fine." He said, but he too looked slightly awkward.

"Sure?" I asked,

"Positive." He said, before disappearing into the lab, shutting the door behind him. Well, alright then! Sighing I walked back into the lab to see Myrnin gulping several bag of blood, his eyes a frenzied mess. I could feel it, the swallow, the quenching, and it felt so weird, so terribly wrong, but just so right. I could feel something that I constituted for pre-period cramps fade, and die. I realised it was bunger, bare primal thirst.

I shudder as he looked at me, and I felt his mind sharpen, the bag dropped to the floor.

"I thought you'd take longer." He said, moving through the room with deadly longevity.

"Well, you were obviously wrong…" I replied, swallowing before glancing back up at his eyes.

"Yes, I do rather suppose I was…"

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