Yay! Things are finally looking up for everyone! I love Wesley so much, I might even write a fanfiction on him! Also, Jenna is kinda psychotic, no? Also, I was so digging this Eclare goodness! Gah, such a good episode!

Well, I'm thinking about creating a tumblr or a twitter for my fanfiction account, but I'm not sure. Would you guys follow me?

I hope you enjoy!

"Wow."

Clare stood from the threshold of Eli's bedroom and stared in awe at the miracle before her.

The room was almost cleared.

She dropped the boxes that she'd been holding and gazed all around her.

"The hotel is now open for business." Eli's voice from behind her startled her, and she jumped in fright. He chuckled at her frightened, bewildered expression. But, she was too shocked to be angry.

"H-How…w-when…I…" She stuttered, while she gaped like a fish. Eli smiled sheepishly.

"After you left, my parents helped me out." He admitted with a small smirk. Her lips twisted up into a smile.

"I can't believe it. It's so…"

"Clean?" She nodded slowly. He threw an arm around her shoulder. "Yeah, I mean, there's still a little bit left to clean, but other than that, it should be good." Clare smiled and nodded.

"I'm so proud of you." She whispered, hugging him tightly before walking in and stopping in front of the bookshelf where said pile was.

She knelt down in front of it and turned to Eli, who knelt beside her. He reached out and grabbed an old book off of the last shelf. Clare noticed a picture on the front of a toddler.

Probably a photo album. Clare thought.

"That goes in the 'keep pile'." She said automatically. Eli nodded in agreement and smiled, placing the book beside him. Clare watched as he pulled things out one at a time. If he seemed to struggle with an item, Clare would ask him the questions she had in the previous encounters.

Do you really need it?

Depending on his answers, the items were either kept or tossed.

The bottom three shelves were soon completed. Clare smiled as she looked down at her watch. They were making excellent time.

"Okay, let's start on the next shelf." Eli started off normally, until he reached his fifth item. His eyes had widened and his hand shook as he retrieved the item.

It was a small, black, velvet box. Slowly, he pinched the top between his index finger and thumb, lifting the lid. Nestle inside lay a small silver ring, with a blue gem. There were words engraved on the side, around the gem, but Clare could not read them.

Clare watched Eli as he got a faraway look in his eye and his breathing hitched. Tentatively, she placed a hand on his shoulder. Eli snapped back to the present in an instant and turned towards her.

"What is it?" Clare whispered, hoping not to startle him. He looked down at the ring again and then back to her.

"Nothing of major importance. But, it needs to be tossed. Let's just say Julia gave me a lot of junk." He tried to joke, his voice thick with emotion. But, Clare wasn't fooled. Things that Julia gave him, especially things like jewelry, were very dear to his heart.

"I know these things aren't her, but this is pretty important. I think…I think you should hold on to it for a little while longer." Clare whispered, moving her hand down to his forearm. He looked into her eyes and nodded, considering her words. He closed the lid and shoved the box in his pocket and resumed cleaning, remaining silent.

After another thirty minutes or so, they were finally done with the shelves. Afterward, Clare vacuumed while Eli mopped. After changing the bed sheets, the room was finally complete.

Both teens sighed as they plopped down on the bed and leaned against the wall, satisfied at the sight before them.

"We're finally done!" Clare cried happily, closing her eyes. She opened them when Eli pulled her into his lap and embraced her tightly. But, instead of like yesterday, when she felt his need and desperation, she only felt affection and warmth.

"Thank you." He mumbled into her neck. Clare closed her eyes and smiled, breathing in his musky scent.

"Your welcome." She whispered back, wrapping her arms around him. They continued like that for a little bit before Eli pulled away, an unrecognizable emotion in his eye.

"I'm sorry." Clare tilted her head to the side in confusion.

"What? Why?" She asked, genuinely confused. She tried to meet his downcast gaze, but could not.

"I…I yelled at you, yesterday at school." Clare smiled softly, remembering the minor incident.

"It's okay." She added a smile, but it faltered when he started to shake his head.

"No…no, it wasn't. I scared you and probably made you feel bad, and I don't want to do that. Not now, not ever." He looked up into her eyes—green meeting blue—as his eyes showed his remorse.

Clare leaned in and pressed her lips against his. She pulled away and smiled at him sweetly. And he knew that all was forgiven.

"I can think of a few ways for you to make it up to me." She grinned impishly, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Eli smirked in response and leaned in for another kiss. After a few minutes in a sweet, chaste lip lock, Clare pulled away.

"That was nice, but I've got something way better." Eli's eyebrows shot up behind his bangs in surprise.

"Wow, Edwards, I don't know what to say. My parents are downstairs, you know." Clare rolled her eyes and pushed him playfully.

"Not that!" She turned away from him. Eli waited, watching her curiously as she retrieved something. He paled when he saw her pull out the book from before.

"I snuck a peek and I couldn't resist." She smiled, watching his nose scrunch up, before he resorted to changing tactics. His expression went from displeasure, to playful.

"Are you sure you don't want to do anything else?" He moved in closer, his signature smirk present. "I'm sure you'd much rather want to do…this." He placed his lips over hers, hoping to make her swoon. Clare kissed him back fervently, running her fingers through his hair and his tongue glided over her lower lip, making her shiver in delight.

Suddenly, Clare pulled way and allowed her breathing to return to normal before pressing her lips against his cheek.

"Nice try, but I'm not that vulnerable. Let's get to looking, shall we?"

Yeah, people try to distract me like that all the time. If I'm not busy in the evening tomorrow, you should expect another chapter, lovely readers. I do hope you'll leave a review and give me a reason for wanting to update tomorrow!

Happy Friday!

~S.S.