Hey(: been a couple of weeks since I've updated this D:! so here I am, and I will update Dear Dead Diary and To Remember Claire so go check 'em out! More Morganvilley goodness ;)! Oh and I know Master Fraser sounds dorky, but I couldn't think of a name and I had just been talking to my friends bro who is called Fraser. And, yeah. There's a band in this chapter. One of the bands I'm totally obsessed with right now (: and I might have got a bit carried away, and I always assumed Claire liked this kinda music, and so did the rest of The Glass Housians. YER! A big chapter cause I've been away so long, but I've just started back school, so maybe not as many updates. I will try. This chapter is big and it has a few things everyone was waiting for!

Claire opened her eyes in a hospital bed.

Memories of what happened came flooding back into her mind. The vampire's in a secret room in the attic of the Glass House. And they were talking about someone, Master Fraser. Who the hell was that? And then Eve was angry she missed out on the staking, and then Claire got stabbed in her room.

Yeah, that sounded about right.

She could smell the disinfectant and hear bleeping noises. A hand brushed her hair, she turned around to find Shane sitting there.

"Hey, dude. Man, you okay?"

"Yeah." She said sleepily.

"Aw, Claire. I feel so bad, if I was there quicker, you'd have been okay and I could have fought this evil fucking bloodsucker off. And .. No, wait. Never mind."

"No, what is it."

"No Clai-"

"Shane Collins, you tell me right now.""Well, last night, we had another little visitor. Looking for you. He said his master wants you, because you hold the future of Morganville, and he can use that against the head vamp."

"What!" it wasn't so much a question.

"Well a stupid little vampire moron decided to show up, again, and come looking for you. Luckily Eve and Michael were there as well, so it was all good. And basically be brought up Master Fraser again, saying he can use you against the Founder of Morganville, who I'm guessing is a vamp, because their the founder and their still alive."

"No I got that -"

"Then why did you ask."

"Oh, shut up Shane. How long was I out for?"

"Three days."

"Oh, no! I only have three days left here!"

"Oh, yeah." And he looked at the floor with an expression Claire couldn't read.

"Well, we need to stop these vamps coming looking for me every night!"

"Dude, your in hospital just now! But the doctors said you can get out tomorrow. And, Eve has a surprise."

"What kid of surprise?" A cheeky smile played around Shane's lips. Yum, Claire thought.

"Dude, your just gonna have to wait 'til tomorrow!"

Claire and Shane sat and talked all night, about random stuff, serious stuff. But, soon enough Claire fell asleep. And she dreamed about something she hadn't dreamt of in a while.

The nightmare.

The fire, the voices. But now she knew the voices. They belonged to … oh, no. No, no, no! Claire couldn't believe it! It was the same voices she had heard before. But she hadn't known Shane, Eve and Michael before. Oh, no! She could hear them shouting for her to help. But she was frozen on the spot, helpless. Then the snarling faces, and they were real. She'd seen it. She was trying to run, to help her friends. But she couldn't. Then she felt the cold, silvery ripple she had felt when she was in her room, the night she was stabbed. It was like ice through her veins, but warm at the same time. Sending tiny tremors through her spine, but large shocks as well. Little shimmers of silver clouded her vision, then it was gone. And through, what seemed like thin air, the beautiful woman walked out. But this time she had on a suit jacket, all fitted and tailored. And she wore a pencil skirt, with a smart pair of black heels. Very simple, yet stylish. No skulls, she knew Eve wouldn't wear them. Oh, Eve.

"Now, young Claire. I suppose you wonder what is going on?"

"Er, yes."

"Well, I am founder of Morganville. My name is Amelie, and I am the oldest vampire alive. Really the only one that really matters. And there is someone lurking in the shadows. You may have heard of him. Ah, yes. My dear brother, Fraser. He would like to overthrow everyone here in Morganville. Really, am I the only sane one in my family." Claire gave her a weird look. "Oh, long story young one. You may find out some time, if I decide you are worthy to stay in my dear Morganville."

"Um, I don't mean to be rude, but, what's going on?"

"I'll forgive your momentary lapse of politeness. Well, you think you are dreaming, but really your seeing something that will happen if my brother gets his hands on you. Oh, and I am really here talking to you. I know it seems like a dream, but I do know about you Claire Danvers, and this is real."

"How, can you get into my dreams?"

"I have a friend, who can control this. Dear, Myrnin. And he controlled the portal I walked through to get here. I shouldn't bore you with the facts, but I'm sure one day, you will find out."

"How can I stop this from happening?"

"That is up to you, dear Claire. If I go near Fraser, things could end up a lot worse. And I must put my town before others. I'm afraid that's how it is. Now goodbye, little Claire. Sweet dreams."

And, Claire did have sweet dreams. At least for now.

When she woke, Shane was still beside her. Asleep. Eve was walking in the door, smiling and looking tired. The clock on the wall said it was half past nine in the morning. She must have taken the day off work.

"Hey, Claire Bear!" She saw Shane. "Aw, dumbass is so cute when he is asleep! I should take pictures." And she got out her cell, just as a big bit of drool dribbled down his face. It still looked cute, but Claire kept that to herself. "Ewwwwwwww!" Eve squealed, shutter noises going off every second, taking more pictures. "These are so going on my I Hate Shane blog." Claire stared at her. "What? Don't judge me, baby!" Claire couldn't help laughing.

"Can I leave today?"

"Yeah, doc said your good to go! I brought you some clothes from home, so go change in the bathroom before lazy wakes up here. And I'll pack your stuff up, then we can go." And Claire hurried to the bathroom. Eve had given her a pair of skinnies, and an old band t-shirt that must have belonged to Eve. She'd also brought Claire's favourite pair of shoes, her black converse. Simple yet awesome. She quickly got ready, and dashed back to Eve. Just as she got there, Shane fell off his seat and hit his head off the floor. Eve and Claire looked at each other and burst into laughter as Shane sat up. He was rubbing his head, where it was turning slightly reddish. Bruising. Claire knew it all too well, and she shuddered at the memories.

"What the hell!" Shane said, getting up from the floor. "Oh, so your ready to go now?"

"Yes, c'mon! There is only so much hospital someone can take." Yeah, there was.

They signed out at the desk, where a depressed looking receptionist was working. They all clambered into Eve's car and headed home.

"Mike out?"

"Dunno, his room is locked. So, yeah …"

"Right."

And that was pretty much it for conversation.

They got home about elevenish. The sun was in the sky, blaring down on them, shining in Claire's eyes. She dumped her bag in the hall, next to her sad looking backpack. In the living room, Eve was looking slightly too happy.

"Claire Bear, I heard you say you liked that band, All Time Low?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, they are playing in the theatre tonight. Morganville has a huge ATL fan base. And me, being the super awesome head of that fan base, I got them to play a one off gig here! So, I got you, Shane and I tickets. Michael hasn't been feeling too good, so yeah, he can't come. He told me last night."

"Woah, really?" Claire had never been to a live gig before, not to mention this was All Time Low!

"Yeah, really really! I know, fucking awesome right! You do know that Jack is mine. Eve Barakat, yeah. I think it is awesome!"

"I take the hot lead singer guy!" Shane said in a fake girly voice.

"No, dude! Alex is mine." Claire said back, mimicking his fake enthusiasm.

"Whatever, I pick the sexy drummer" He said with a wink.

"Well then Michael has Zack! Wow, that couldn't get any gayer, eh?" And they all laughed.

Eve had bought Claire an All Time Low shirt, with the promise she would pay her back. It was simple and said "All Time Low PWNS!" She wore it with the skinnies, and converse. Eve tried to put makeup on her, but Claire was having none of it.

"NO! no, no … no! Eve," She tried to say as Eve chased her with a blusher brush in one hand and a mascara wand in the other.

"WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" Eve whined. "Claaaaaaaaaiiiiiiyyyreeeeee!" She screamed like a five year old child.

"I don't want any!"

"CLAAAAAIYRREE!"

"No, Eve. Now go sit in your goddamn corner!"

And she sat in the corner of Claire's room and stared at her.

Claire laughed and walked out into the hall. Shane walked past, then stopped, back to her. He turned round, and smiled. "Wow, Claire. Sweet shirt." And it made Claire blush.

He walked back into his room, and Claire's heart did a little flip, and she blushed like there was no tomorrow. Hopefully there would be.

They waved goodbye to Michael and drove to the Morganville Theatre. It was a big building, styled like an old movie theatre. On the sign it said 'All Time Low: PLAYING TONIGHT.' Eve parked her car, some place it would be easy to get to, if there was some lurking vamps in the shadows. They walked through the huge double doors into a large foyer. Crowded with teenagers in skinny jeans and band shirts. The merch desk was at the far left, and the lines were massive. The quickly hurried to the concert hall doors and gave the security their tickets. And in they went.

They waited around half an hour for the supporting bands to start. They were up on a balcony, not too many people, and right next to the bar, which seemed to have every drink under the sun. After another hour, the main band started. The drums began, followed by the bass and guitars. And a light shone on Rian, the drummer. Out walked Zack, Alex and Jack. They began with Poppin' Champagne. One of Claire's favourite songs. She sang at the top of her lungs. Completely off key, along with Eve, and Shane even joined in a little.

"Now, guys," He shouted over the roar of the crowd. "I think that was much better than the Justin Bieber incident, especially cause you had me on vocals." The both smacked him round the back of the head.

All Time Low played mostly all their most awesomest songs. Which probably included every songs, in Eve or Claire's eyes. They were coming near the end of their gig, and Eve decided to go get her jacket from the barman, who was her friend Jamie. She was away catching up with him, and Claire could point her out through the hustle and bustle of people trying to get a beer and sorts. She probably couldn't see them, even though their balcony was pretty much empty, but it was too dark to really see them. All of a sudden, she felt Shane pull her to the side, he sighed.

"Jesus, Claire. Why do you have to do that?" Claire looked shocked, she hadn't done anything at all!

"What!"

"Just, be perfect."

And he took her head in his hands and lifted it up so their lips met. His were soft and warm and damp. Claire was taken aback a bit. Then she realised, she'd never kissed a boy. Her brain started going hyper active, and she was fully aware of everything, her hands, her body. But eventually, she gave up. It was useless. Shane's hand brushed her face, leaving icy trails that sent shivers through her spine. His other hand was at the lower of her back, pulling her closer to him, leaving a fiery burn through her whole body. And that's where they stayed. Together, in heaven. Well, for them anyway.

After what seemed like hours, Shane pulled away.

"Oh, god."

"What? Was it me?""No, Claire. That was perfect, the only time it meant something. It's just, your sixteen, that's the same age Lyssa would have been."

Wait who was Lyssa?

She'd have to ask Eve later.

"Um .."

"Claire, the moment you walked in the Glass House I knew you were special. It just took fighting vamps and you getting stabbed to realise how special you were. I don't wanna lose you. But this is wrong, we're wrong. You shouldn't be in Morganville, you you vbe with your family."

"Well, it would be dumb not to have kissed me, I only have three days left."

"Yeah, right." He said with a warm smile, and gave her another kiss that melted her insides.

Yeah, Shane Collins was a total hottie.

Her total hottie.

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