I know I haven't said it, but I am very happy that you all are liking this. It's really surprised me being this is my first Morganville fic. I want to say thank you for the reviews along with favoriting this. it's really put a lot of smiles on my face.

Well, here you go. I'm sure you're interested in reading instead of my babbling haha.

Michael went to the campus. There are hundreds of rooms not to mention the underground tunnels. The place was completely dark with the exception of the large dorm party that could be heard even without vampire hearing and the lights on in the science building. He bolted through the halls quickly without time to spare. Going into the science building, he slowed down to walking. It was the Physics room that had all its lights on.

A professor was at the board. That had to be the guy Shane was speaking of. Maybe he knew something and if he didn't talk Michael had special that would get him to.

"Hey." He called as he walked up the rows of lab tables

The young man turned and set down the marker he was using on the dry erase board.

"Can I help you?"

"Claire Danvers. I heard she was here earlier?" Michael said

"She was. Everything alright?" he asked

"She's missing."

The professor gulped and Michael saw it.

"At this very moment, you need to make your words very clear or I might just rip your intestines out. Got it?" Michael said darkly

He just nodded. Michael stepped closer.

"Do you know where Claire is?" Michael asked

"N-no. I swear. She came here looking for help on some formula. She said it was for her job. I swear!" he stammered

"You better be right. If I find out otherwise…" Michael didn't finish

He'd let the young professor figure it out for himself. Michael turned and started for the door.

"Do you want help?" he offered

"Sure, if you want to go out and get yourself killed." Michael snapped

Jake let out a deep breath when Michael was gone. He steadied his hands on his desk. Then pulling open the bottom drawer on the left he pulled out a key. He looked at it for a moment; turning he opened the cabinet in the corner. He knew he could get in trouble for having it, but he knew it would get him thrown in jail. Jake pulled the shotgun out and grabbed the bullets in the bottom. Sure, regular bullets would only dent them, but wooden bullets were different and these were homemade. He cocked the gun and grabbed a few extra shells before walking out the door.

Claire cowered in the corner for a while and after Bishop had left her alone she got up and started pacing. Her mind went into full gear as she tried to think of a way out. She thought of calling Ada, but she wasn't sure Ada would be able to get to her. What felt like hours later, the door opened blinding Claire and a shrill giggling voice caught her attention.

"Mmmm looks like dinner." She said

Claire backed up only to run straight back into a wall and gulped.

"You look delicious Miss Claire is it? I've never had the pleasure of having a girl before. I'm glad you're my first. I hear great things about freaks." She said "The name's Ysandre by the way and you won't soon forget it I'm sure, because I'm going to have so much fun with you and just take my time savoring it."

This couldn't get any worse, Claire thought to herself. This was going to hurt…a lot. She couldn't imagine what it felt like, but that didn't mean she didn't hear things. Her breath stuttered then just completely stopped as Ysandre was now mere centimeter's from her face. Claire thought about side stepping her and running for the door that was sure to be locked, but before the thought was completely finished her head was yanked sideways and a murderous scream ripped through her as fangs sunk into Claire's neck. Seconds later, she fell backwards through the wall and hit something hard. Ysandre started to yell, but it was cut off.

Claire clutched at her neck and looked around frightened. Then a two dimensional figure appeared in front of her.

"People are looking for you , you know."

It was Ada.

"Oh." Was all Claire could manage at the moment.

Her neck was throbbing and she felt incredibly dizzy.

"Um…thank you." Claire breathed

"Whatever, don't mention it…ever." Ada said in her flat tone "And you might want to hurry on your way. I might've just dropped in the vampire part of town."

"What?" Claire panicked

She scrambled to her feet still holding her neck. Looking around, she noticed that she was in the town square.

"I have to get to of here. No bracelet is going to keep me alive when I'm bleeding out the neck." She murmured

Turning, she just started to run. She just kept going and as she rounded the next corner, she ran right into something solid. Actually, she bounced right off and landed right on the ground.

"Claire!"

In an instant, she was picked right up off the ground and she started feeling nauseous from all the movement. Looking up, she saw it was Michael. He was with someone else though.

"She's been bitten." The other one said

He had a sweet voice.

"Claire are you awake?" Michael asked

Michael coddled her and looked back at Jake.

"I need you to get out your phone and dial Eve Rosser's number." Michael ordered

"What is it?"

Michael told him the number then he looked back down at the young woman in his arms. The blood smelled sweet and tingled his senses. He could feel his fangs extended. Control, he told himself. It didn't mean that he didn't wonder about how it could taste.

"We found her and are on our way now." Was all Jake said

He clicked it shut.

"No offense, but I would like it if we didn't stay around here too long. It's dark and she'd bleeding pretty badly not to mention we're in the middle of vamp square." Jake said

"Hmmm he has a sweet voice." Claire mumbled

"Keep talking." Michael said as het starting walking

"What?"

"You're keeping her up. She needs to be awake. She could have a concussion or other injuries." Michael explained

"I'm okay…really." Claire said as if in a dream state "Let me walk Michael…you're too nice of a guardian angel."

Michael chuckled.

"You can't walk or else I'd let you."

Shane left Amelie in a heartbeat running back to the Glass House right as he hung up from Eve's call. He could hear the growls behind me, but ignored them. There was only one thing that mattered at the moment and that was making sure Claire was okay. In about ten minutes flat he busted through the door. Eve came from the kitchen with two coffee cups of coffee headed straight for the living room. Oliver leaned against the stairwell. Walking into the living room, Shane froze. There was a dish towel to her neck held by Michael. Eve handed Jake the second coffee mug as he sat in the chair Michael always sat in. wait, Jake? Shane was more focused on the dish towel that was redder than he could believe that was held to Claire's neck. She was dying.