Thank you to those who gave such lovely reviews to my last chapter, I really do appreciate it! Sorry it's been a few days, I haven't been feeling too good, but here's chapter two. Towards the end you may start thinking that I've made Claire depressed, but that is not the case ^^' The next chapter will explain all! Again, thank you for the support and I hope you enjoy this chapter too :)

The graveyard was cold and that wasn't due to the weather…

Myrnin was bent over the edge of Bishop's grave and every now and then he'd whisper something to himself. She felt a little useless, just stood about with her arms clasped about her body as if that would be enough to shield her from the bitter cold – the spirits must be angry tonight and she wasn't sure whether that was because of Bishop or Myrnin's sudden disturbance.

"Ah, Oliver was right." He exclaimed aloud and she strolled over to where he was crouched to see what he was on about. His eyes were set upon a dark patch of dried blood on the grass surrounding Bishop's grave.

"Is it human or vamp blood?" She questioned as she crouched down beside him.

Myrnin cocked his head to the side, "I do believe it's Vampire blood, but I don't know whose it is." She didn't think anyone would be able to find out, especially since it had now dried up.

Claire then noticed something glimmer near the headstone. "What's that?" She asked, pointing at the shiny object.

Myrnin reached over and picked it up, they both then realised that it was necklace, an emerald necklace with someone's name etched into the back of it… Ada. Claire could feel Myrnin's whole body stiffen as he stared down at the three letters, whereas Claire, for some strange reason, felt her heart stiffen. "I didn't know she was buried here." Claire breathed.

"She isn't- wasn't." He looked over at Claire and raised an eyebrow, "which means Bishop somehow got down under my lab." His declaration turned whiny as he finished the sentence. "How?"

Shrugging, Claire checked around her and then said, "How am I supposed to know. Maybe he sneaked in when you were out."

"My dear Claire, I do believe I would know if someone other than you or I had been in my lab." Again she shrugged and saw him place the necklace in his waistcoat pocket. He was probably hoping to bump into Ada at some point. "Well, we've done all we can for now. I'll get Theo to come and check this blood out later." He hoisted himself off the ground and then extended a cool hand out towards her, she looked up at him for a couple of seconds before accepting it. He gently pulled her up from the ground and brushed a finger down her cheek, which caused her to faintly blush. "You don't look too good my dear, is something wrong?"

Shaking her head she walked around him, "I'm tired. That's all." Perhaps he could tell if she was lying but right now she was not wanting to talk about her problems and feelings with him. In fact, she wondered how long she'd stay his assistant because, by the looks of it, Ada was back and in a click of his fingers he'd replace her for Ada. After all, she was only his little pet who could easily be disowned for another… another whom he loved.

"Go home and rest then, we don't have any more work to do tonight. Is that Michael over there?"

She looked up and saw the blonde angel strolling their way. "Just wanted to see how you were doing." He smiled. "We've finished and it appears that absolutely no-one knows what happened." He sighed and then looked straight at Claire, "Shane's in a mood."

Claire rolled her eyes, Shane was always in a mood. "Let's go then, don't want to keep his royal highness waiting." She said sarcastically as she strolled passed Michael – who was glancing back and forth between her and Myrnin, he knew something was up but decided not to say anything… yet.

Shane was in a mood, a bitter mood. She'd only just stepped over the threshold of the Glass House and he was in her face, frowning as if she'd done something wrong. "Yes?" She questioned, her voice had a lazy tone to it because of the tiredness that had washed over her.

Leaning against the wall he said, "had fun with the bloodsucker?"

"No, and I'm in no mood to discuss this topic any further. I'm tired and I want to go to bed." She strolled passed him and for once in his life, Shane kept his mouth shut and stormed back into the living room. They'd argued before, about silly things, but Claire had a feeling that the arguments were going to get more severe as time went on. Some nights she even questioned whether Shane was the right man for her. Other nights… Myrnin would be in her head. But she had to forget about him, especially now Ada was back.

Her eyesight grew hazy as she reached the top of the stairs and double-vision kicked in. Her hearing wasn't too good either, it sounded as though she was listening to stuff from underwater – that's when she heard Michael…

"Claire!"

Then everything went black.