Claire sat on the couch and looked around. Eve looked at her intently as she did.

Claire could smell the chili from the kitchen and that someone had added way too much garlic, but it still smelled amazing. She didn't feel nervous as she usually did upon entering someone's home. The place was comfortable and relaxed. Shane came back in balancing three bowls and set them down on the coffee table. Claire didn't hesitate to pick it up and start eating. She hadn't realized how hungry she was.

Shane finished before her though and none of them were talking. Claire took a deep breath and stood. She walked over to the bookshelf and her fingers glided against the spines of the books. There was something in them. As she reached up toward the one that said Holy Bible the door opened making her jump and she turned. The one Oliver called Michael Glass walked in and froze.

"Oh shit." He spat

Claire gulped and looked at Eve.

"Michael, meet Claire. She saved my ass tonight." Eve gritted through her teeth glaring at Michael

He sighed and hung his head. Then he looked up at Claire. His eyes seemed a little sad.

"Hi." He said sounding a little happier

"Um, hi." She said back

Eve looked over at Michael and mouthed Shane' name. Michael glared at Shane now who just glared on back. It was like the two were having an unspoken conversation.

"Well, I guess I should go." Claire said "It's late."

All three of them looked at Claire now.

"No."

That was Shane. He'd glanced at her a few times earlier, but it was like he was looking for something?

"What?" Claire said

"No, you can't go out at night." He said

"Yes, I can." Claire said "And I will. You can't hold me here and I do have to go."

Claire didn't wait for any response. She started making her way for the front door, but Shane reached out and grabbed her by the arm. It wasn't rough. He had a light grip.

"Claire, you have to trust us." He said

"Thanks, for the food, but no. I seriously need to go."

As she opened the door, she froze. Michael was at her side in an instant.

"Michael, please invite me in." Amelie said

She was beautiful in all her glory, the way she just looked like an ice queen and it seemed she was cold. She seemed to make Claire feel like she had to use her manners twenty four-seven.

"Amelie, please come in." he said

It seemed that Claire wasn't the only one either.

She stepped inside and walked past Claire and into the living room. Both she and Michael followed. She turned towards them.

"Claire, it is time. It's time to remember."

Claire looked at her confused.

"What are you talking about?" she said "Remember what? Did I forget something?"

Shane snorted and rolled his eyes then grunted as Eve elbowed him in the gut. Claire smirked.

"You did." Shane chimed in

"Well, then what?" Claire said apparently worried and frustrated "Because, I am ready to ge out of here and I don't just mean this house."

"You can't leave Claire." Amelie said "You can never leave."

Claire felt terrified now. What! Never leave? They can't do that. They can't keep me here. Someone took her by the arm then and spun her around. It was Shane. The look in his eyes was heartbroken. Was it her fault? It couldn't be.

"Don't pull away okay? We're trying to help you." He said quietly

Eve nodded in agreement.

"Claire, we're your friends. Let us help you." She said

"Friends? I don't even know you!" Claire yelled

Amelie looked away and at the bookshelf.

"This is going to be more complicated than I thought." Amelie muttered

"There has to be something that'll trigger her memories." Michael said

Now everyone was telling she had memories that needed remembering. How was to remember something she never did? She pulled away from them and Amelie grabbed a hold of her. Claire looked into her eyes and felt lost instantly. Every part of her felt numb and like she was dazing out.

"She is not ready, not yet."

"Ready?" Shane spat "She isn't going anywhere."

Both Eve and Shane separated the two and Claire shook her head.

"I hate this. Everyone knows me, but me." Claire said

"Fine, if you insist. You may deal with this yourselves." Amelie said "I will be back tomorrow night."

Without waiting for an answer she was gone. Claire looked like she was hyperventilating. Then before she knew it her feet were moving, not toward the front door, but toward the stairs. She ran up them and all the way down the hall. She opened the door and then slammed it behind her. She locked it and slid down to sit against the door. She felt like she was losing her mind. Maybe that was it.

She sat there for what felt like hours. A sudden knock at the door mad her jump.

"Claire."

It was Shane. She thought if she stayed quiet, he'd go away. He didn't.

"Open up." He said

"No." she said "Just go away alright?"

"I can knock this door down." He said

She snorted. He didn't seem like the kind who'd do that and he didn't. He just stood there. He knew if he did, she'd open the door. He heard the lock shift a little then the door opened.

"Can I come in?" he asked

"It's your house." She said as she stepped aside

"It's your room." He said

"It is?" she asked

He stepped past her and shoved his hands into his pockets. She closed the door and leaned back against it.

"I wanted to apologize." He said quietly

Something told Claire that he didn't do that too often. She didn't say anything. Instead she moved over towards the bed and sat. Her butt was getting extremely numb from having sat on the floor. Shane watched her with great intensity. This was the girl he'd known years ago. He could see the look in her eyes. She knew him somehow. He didn't move though.

"Okay." She said quietly

Would he go now? She hoped he wouldn't. Though, he seemed to be the one most desperate for her to remember, he seemed to care the most.

"That it?" she asked

Say no.

"I don't know." He said

She nodded and looked down at her shoes. The bed shifted as he sat beside her. She didn't look at him. For some reason she couldn't get herself to.

"Claire, look at me." He said

She didn't. She turned her head ever so slightly. Shane put his hand under her chin and lifted it. Her eyes were watery. Slowly, he leaned in closer to her. Her breath staggered and her lips parted only a little. She wondered what he was thinking and why she wasn't stopping him. His lips touched hers and she let him. Her stomach unknotted and she felt him wrap his arms around her and pulled her closer. It felt right, no, more than right. Claire's hand ran through his hair.

"I shouldn't have done that." He said pulling away

He didn't pull away far, but his eyes didn't leave hers.

"Yeah." She said a slight smile forming on her face "That's what you said last time."