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Chapter 5

Shane shook his leg trying to get rid of the vibrating sensation that was going up it. It finally stopped then started up again. He groaned and opened his eyes. He was stiff and his bum was numb. The vibrating stopped. He looked over to the couch and found it empty. Shane shot to his feet looking around the living room.

"Claire !"

He headed into the kitchen to find it empty but a coffee mug sitting next to the sink. He walked to the bottom of the stairs and called up "Claire. Claire, are you alright?"

In return there was a thump and some cursing.

"Claire?" Shane took the stairs three at the time and burst into Claire's room.

"Ahhh, Shane get out"

"What? What's wrong?"

Shane eyes scanned the room seeing no danger, his eyes finally rested on Claire to see that she was holding a towel around her body and her face bright red.

"Oh" was all he said then raised an eye brow and a smirk spread across his face. "So you need any help?"

A deeper red settled on Claire's neck and face. "Leave! I'm trying to get changed"

"I can see that, carry on" Shane lent against the door frame and crossed his arms.

Claire looked stunned "W…I …um… what? No, get... leave!"

"Stop stuttering"

"Then stop looking at me like that and get out."

Shane held up his hand and backed out of the door.

"I'm glad you're alright" he said while shutting the door Claire blew him a kiss before the door clicked shut.

He lent against it for a moment before the vibrating from earlier returned started again. He frowned as realisation settled over him, when had Claire ever blown him a kiss? That wasn't the type of thing she'd do, she would have stuck her tongue out or flipped him off something Evey …

He dug into his pocket and pulled out his phone, it was still vibrating in his hand. He answered without looking on the screen his thought on Claire.

"Yeah?"

"Shane?"

"Michael?"

"Yeah, have you found Claire?" he asked his voice tired and concerned.

"Yeah, she was unconscious but she's fine now, or I hope she is, just a bit bruised. I think she got punched on her eye or something" Shane ran a hand over his face.

"Have you asked what has happened?"

"No, I don't wanna push her too far, she just woke up. Man I just wanna find the people who did this and rip their life from them" Shane sighed controlling himself "Why have you asked Eve?"

Michael was silent.

"Mikes?

"That's the thing, Shane, I entered the room and" he sighed "Shane, she didn't know who I was".

"What do you mean; she didn't know who you were?"

"I entered and she said Claire's name then, demanded to know who I was"

"It might be the medication, Mikes"

"Yeah, that's what the doctor said. But still she's my fiancée and the first person she remembers is Claire. It just seems strange."

"Why? Claire is unforgettable"

"I don't doubt that but, looks it's just a gut feeling, or nerves, you and Claire coming down?"

"Yeah, we'll be there shortly. Maybe it's the last person Eve saw so the first she remembered when she wakes up"

" Yeah, alright"

"And mikes?"

"Um."

"Sorry about earlier and what I said" Shane shuffled his feet and moved away from Claire's door when he heard her coming towards it.

"No, I'm sorry. How's your jaw?"

"Bruised, no thanks to you"

Michael laughed but it was tired and drained. That's when Shane felt two arms slip around his waist, he smiled.

"Look mike we'll be there in a minute"

"Alright bye."

"Yeah."

Shane hung up and placed his phone back in his pocket before turning around and looking down at Claire's beautiful face.

"Hi" Claire said resting her head on my chest.

"Hey, you feel alright?"

"Yeah just a bit tired."

"What happened to you Claire?"

"I don't really know. I left the house then woke up, here?"

Shane frowned. "Okay" he didn't press the subject. He had only got her back; he didn't want to lose her so soon by pushing so hard. "You're not injured or anything, you don't feel dizzy or faint?" Shane cupped Claries face so she looked directly at him. A small smile spread across her face "I'm fine"

He lightly kissed her lips, and then muttered against them "It's good to have you back in my arms, beautiful".

He kissed her again, deepening it by placing his hand on her hips and pulling her towards him. He pulled back. Something wasn't right.

Claire opened her eyes and licked her lips, then her arms dropped and she froze.

Claire was staring at him her expression blank.

"Claire?" slowly he reached for her shoulders. She kept staring at him but never once meeting his gaze, it was like she was looking right through him. A shiver ran down his spine.

"Claire what's going on?" he shook her shoulders, making her shake, but he didn't get a reaction from her. Shane was about to call the ambulance or Michael when Claries eyes focused on him. She frowned at his worried expression then smiled seductively

"So… my room or yours?" Claire slid her hands into Shane's back pocket of his jeans and pulled him against her. Shane's eyes widened.

He didn't know what to do.

He had never turned down an opportunity to have Claire to himself but she had just freaked him out a bit and she didn't look quite right.

Shane placed a small kiss on her lips then pulled back when her hands tightened against his bum.

"Um, I think we should go and see Eve, make sure she's alright?"

"Why? She got herself into that position, unless you care about her then you do me" Claries eyes narrowed.

"What? I care about Eve, but I'm in love with you…I."

Claire cut him off ,her voice going hard, "Well maybe you should sort out your priorities."

" My proi -Are you saying I should back away from Eve?"

"Yes, I've seen how she looks at you."

"How she…? Eve? Claire what is going on? What's gotten into you?" Shane was starting to get angry. Something was defiantly wrong.

"Yes EVE and Nothing" Claire said and smiled sweetly like she didn't just make a comment about him and Eve "C'mon lets go see the Queen of Gothness" with that Claire headed down the stairs. Shane stood there for a minute dumbfounded and very confused. He blinked a couple times trying to get things straight in his head.

"Shane what are you doing? Hurry up!"

Shane jogged down the stairs and took the car keys from Claire's hand. They both rushed to the car after the count of three and slammed the doors shut, fast behind them. Shane put the key in the ignition and was about to pull away when he saw a lump of black in the back car seat.

He quickly reached to the compartment on the dashboard and grabbed the stake using the momentum he stabbed the figure, twisting his body to get the full force of his power. Shane let go of the stake and looked to Claire, she sat calmly staring at him with an eyebrow raised and a smirk on her face.

Shane frowned and grabbed Claries hand, his breathing fast, "Are you okay?"

"Yes, why?"

"Because of the-"

"The suitcase you just staked?" Claire asked her voice holding no emotion; she didn't even look behind her.

Shane looked on the back seat to see... yep the suitcase he just staked damn! He thought Eve is going to kill me.

"Huh, guess, I should have checked the car before we got in"

"Maybe."

"Sorry" Shane replied. placing the key in the ignition.

"Well, maybe you are. But you would have been more sorry if I ended up dead because of you" Claire flashed a fake smile- that was just plain weird and soo Monica style- and then went back to looking out the window.

Shane started at her dumfounded for the second time that night/early early morning. When did she get so cold? A voice whispered at the back of Shane's head. He didn't reply to her with a snappy comment or a cocky remark. He left it. The journey to the hospital was tense and silent. Neither of them attempted to make conversation.

okay, so what did you think? i hope you like it and the next chapter should be up soon since i haven't updated in like forever! R&R!