Let's do the time warp again...

Amy - now that you are officially my private critic, I have to put you to work and for this reason alone (smirk :) ) , I wrote another chapter. I hope everybody else who reads the story , leaves me a review as well, because reviews are the best reward you can give a write.

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Chapter 7

Amelie walked to the Glass House. The cooler air in the fall felt good, it was not so sticky anymore and walking was always something Amelie had enjoyed. It cleared her head, it gave her a chance to think and thinking about that conversation she had with Ada back in Myrnin's lab, she had to.

Ada was different back there, that for sure, but if it was triggered simply by the presents of this other Myrnin, this Myrnin from the future, was something Amelie had to find out. It could work for them, but it also could work against them.

Ada was right, been sired by Myrnin, gave them a special bond and hopefully it won't haunt them. She had to get back to the house as fast a possible and hear the rest of Myrnin's story, so they could start planning.

Myrnin and the others had returned through the portal into the Glass House. God, this machine was heavy ! What did he think , when he builded it, certainly not to ever move it away from it's original position. But they had managed. With combined forces , they had lifted it up into the secret room , probably the safest place in the entire house . Here he could find the problem, the reason why he stranded here . He could take all the time he wanted, he thought, because he was traveling in time, but there was a feeling deep inside him , that went off like a loud , red alarm button, that this was a false security , that there was something that would be dangerous to him and he had to get out of this timeline the sooner the better.

He went to the kitchen and was looking for some blood. He felt slightly uneasy , it must have been at least 12 hours since the last time he drank something. Maybe that was the reason that he felt not safe, felt watched. He took two bags and went back upstairs into the secret room.

Michael had suggested , that he should stay there until he was done with the repairs and could leave. He would have his little private lab in there undisturbed by the others.

Myrnin felt relieved by it. He did feel uncomfortable around them , especially around Michael. He did not know him too well in his own time, but well enough, to know, that he was a good person , who was subjected to bad things and that his violent death had brought a lot of tears and despair to many people close to him.

…and Andrew….he reminded him of …..? Myrnin stopped in his tracks back up to the room. He reminded him of…Claire ! Yes , Claire ! How could he forget ? How could he forget the only person that really mattered in is life ? He HAD to get out of here !

With quick steps, three at once , Myrnin run upstairs and slipped into the room. He told Michael and Eve , that he would lay down for an hour and rest , restore his energy and thought process and will meet them later downstairs, to answer all the questions they had for him.

The two bags of blood had already helped. The nervousness was gone and the rejuvenating feeling of the blood was already spreading out in his entire body , made all his senses tingle. If he laid down now and concentrated , he certainly could relax his body enough for a while , so he could work through the next 24 hours.

The small couch would do and within minutes , Myrnin drifted off, leaving his problems behind.

He was searching for a focus point in his thoughts and as many times before, he had chosen Claire to be this point. All his thoughts went to her and it made him calm and gave him the relaxation he needed. She was lying on the couch where he left hours ago. He looked at her innocent , sleeping face and he scolded himself at this moment , why he had ever made this decision to leave her and change, what never should have been done. Her breathing was calm, her chest rising slowly up and down . Her one arm was hanging of the couch,it obviously did fall down , when she was deep asleep. Her other hand lying on her belly. Her legs , bare of the bathrobe that covered the rest of her body. Oh how he wished, to SEE the rest of her body.

He made a slow move towards her and called her name. Claire opened her eyes and smiled at him, precious as ever . She lifted the arm that was hanging off the couch , inviting him to join her. Oh how he loved her! How much he missed her !.. her body , he soul.

He leaned down to her and closed his eyes, giving her a deep demanding kiss, full of love . She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, her kiss getting harder and more demanding, not giving any time to even separate their kiss for coming up for a breath. Her teeth playing with his bottom lip and …she bit him ! Claire bit him. Myrnin pulled him self up to look into her face, but it was not Claire's dark brown eyes he saw , he looked into Ada's soul, her green eyes consumed by longing, pain and lust.

Myrnin eyes popped open in an instant. How was that possible ? He never had a dream like that before. Since he had met Claire, his body and mind knew, that she was his true soulmate, nobody else. The thought of kissing Ada this way, had him aroused for a moment, but he had thought it was Claire. The second he realized that it was not her, he had stopped . He felt guilty , like a traitor. What had happened to him - what IS happening to him.

First, he almost forgot Claire's name , then his mind had exchanged Claire's face with Ada's ….It was so real to him, that he was even able to smell Ada's wonderful scent of fresh green grass …. wonderful ? Was he going to get mad all over again ?

Myrnin jumped up from the couch and looked at the clock. He does not have to be down in the living room for 30 more minutes. He better make use of this time and start to check the machine, that would keep his thoughts focused on what was really important.

Ada was back in her office, The day had started off bad and so far it didn't look like it would end any better. Seeing Amelie in Myrnin's old lab, had made her more uneasy, than she wanted to admit. It had stirred up emotions she long had thought were gone, only mere traces , like a breeze of a ghost walking through a room, but they were still there and she did not like it.

When she saw Myrnin in his cell, she didn't feel anything, but distaste to that creature. She had walked out of there, with the feeling, that everything was how it should be, but after she left and returned to her own private rooms , the same feeling of Myrnin's presents rose again.

Ada had decided to lay down for a short time. Resting her body, even if she did not need any sleep, seemed a good idea .

When she closed her eyes, and finally drifted off , she had experienced the most intense dream she had in a very long time. She was lying on a couch and Myrnin had approached her. She had felt his gaze sliding curiously over her body, she was able to smell his scent , full of rich spices , dark , manly and she had felt his very kissable lips on hers. She wanted to pull him closer, feel him even more , ….she had felt alive for that second , but then , he had pulled away and she could not hold on on him anymore and she had woken up.

Something was truly wrong with her. Maybe she had too much time devoted to outwit anybody close to Bishop? Maybe, she was overworked ? She had not allowed herself anything remotely entertaining, since she had arrived in Morganville - only her goal of revenge to this one man had driven her , was the fuel that kept her going.

She got up and walked around in her room. Or could it maybe that he came back ? The Myrnin who rescued her ? She dismissed the idea almost as fast as it came up, but something was wrong and she had to find the reason.

Somewhere entirely else :

Claire woke up to a buzzing noise of an alarm clock. She stretched her arm and pushed the button .Since when had Myrnin changed their alarm ? Claire opened her eyes and starred at a never before seen clock on a nightstand, which looked entirely new to her. She let her eyes roam around the room and realized that nothing looked familiar. She must be still dreaming, Claire closed her eyes again, and forced them open a few minutes later. Nothing had changed. It was still a very unfamiliar bedroom - all Country Style - she hated Country Style. This dream is more intense than any she ever had. Myrnin must have given her something to sleep . She had problems relaxing lately , so this time, he must have gone over the top again, - too strong, too weird of a dream.

Claire rolled on her back and spread her arms and legs apart, at least the bed in her dream was fan-tas-tic ! She moved her left hand and felt suddenly a back. She moved her hand up and down and realized that it was a wide , muscular and naked back . Mmmmmm , Myrnin was in this dream too, BIG BONUS . She turned all around and slid with her arm around the body, she moved her mouth to his ear and whispered :" …ready for a game …?"

The man turned around and grabbed her in an instant, pulling her up to him , a wide , dead gorgeous smile on his lips : " …always , Amy - I mean, Mrs. Albrigth - always "

Claire let out a loud scream.