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Eve's POV

I hung up the phone. Thinking about what Michael had just told me. What could have happened to Claire? She was fine this morning nothing is making any sense.

I stared at the phone for a few seconds before I heard footsteps behind me. I glanced over my shoulder to see Shane with Sam in his arms. Elizabeth was standing next to her father, grasping his leg tightly, as if she never wanted to let go of her Daddy ever again.

I thought back to after Elizabeth had woken up from her nap.

Flashback

I looked out into the living room after having heard Elizabeth start to move around on the couch. There she was sitting up on the couch, stretching her little lithe arms up into the air. She let out a tiny little yawn, before looking around the living room before she finally spotted me.

"Aunt Eve, where's Sam and Uncle Michael?" she questioned, her head tilted to the side like Claire's whenever she asked a question.

"He's in the kitchen with Shane," I replied wanting to be as honest as I could with her.

"You mean he's with Daddy?" She asked.

"Mm hmm, I think he's telling your brother a story," I said. I knew for a fact that Shane was still telling Sam about Bishop's ball.

"Ooh, I love stories," She responded. She quickly jumped from the couch and ran towards me, just as I opened the kitchen door for her.

I followed her in. Shane had stopped telling his story to Sam, as he got a good look at his daughter for the first time since yesterday. He looked so shocked at seeing her in the kitchen. She looked so much like Shane; it looked like Shane had just realized that. But they were both so much alike it was a bit scary.

Sam looked back and forth between his Dad and his sister, before stating, "Daddy, can you finish the story. I wanna know what happened to Mama!"

Shane looked back at Sam. "Of course, do you want to hear the story Elizabeth?" Shane asked his only daughter.

She glanced up at me as if asking for my approval, I smiled at her and nodded letting her know that it would be fine for her to listen the story.

"Yes, please," she replied shyly, which was not her usual behavior. She moved with ease over to the kitchen table and sat next to Sam.

I sent Shane a smile before heading downstairs to do laundry. Hopefully, the whites wouldn't turn pink again.

End of Flashback

"Who was that on the phone Eve?" Shane asked.

"That was Michael. Something happened at the lab, we need to get the kids to hospital," I replied not wanting to openly tell the twins that something happened to Claire. Even I didn't have any idea as to what had happened. But whatever happened was not good, it was going to be terrible for all of us.

Shane me a look that silently questioned if Claire was somehow involved.

I gave him a slight nod, before grabbing Elizabeth and my keys.

Shane and I quickly sprinted at Vampire Speed to my S.U.V., we quickly buckled the twins into the booster seats. Neither of them said anything but I wouldn't be surprised if they didn't already suspect that Claire was somehow involved.

I quickly reversed out of the garage and sped like crazy through the Morganville streets. I took every shortcut that I could think of that would get me to the hospital underground parking lot.

I looked around for Michael's car, hoping that he had already made it to the hospital.

I saw his S.U.V. parked haphazardly in a spot, I slid into the spot next to his. Shutting off the engine, Shane and I got out of the car, each unbuckling a twin. Sam held onto Shane, while Elizabeth hung to my neck. Shane and I sprinted towards the elevator, not bothering with the stairs.

The ride was agonizingly slow, I wished it would go faster so I could know what was wrong with Claire. I didn't want anything to happen to her. The music was much too sweet for two vampires and two little children. The torture was slowly going to kill me. How could anyone stand to listen to this music, when a loved one was up in the hospital?

Finally, the door chimed and slowly opens. Allowing us to see front desk, I used vampire speed to get to the desk, not even bothering with looking around to see if anyone was paying attention to my actions.

"Can I help you?" The receptionist asked as she looked up at us.

"I'm looking for Claire Danvers and was wondering if you could tell me what room, she was in," I replied trying to be polite.

"Of course, she's in room 102 with Dr. Mills at the moment. You're welcome to go and wait outside her door," she replied in a too cheerful voice.

"Thank you," I responded in a semi-sarcastic tone, before moving away from the desk to the room just down the hall.

I quickly saw my husband outside the door, leaning against the wall. I saw his face full of worry and concern for the one person who could easily be considered his little sister. I hoped that everything would be okay with Claire, knowing Michael he would take the blame and never forgive himself for letting Claire get hurt. Even if she would try to talk him out of his blame.

I quickly sprinted towards my husband, with Elizabeth in my arms, who had surprisingly been quiet the entire time, which was very much unlike her. "How is she?" I asked wanting to know what was wrong and what had happened.

"I don't know, Dr. Mills just got here and he's looking her over right now," Michael replied shaking his head.

"Will she be okay?" Shane asked, speaking for the first time since leaving the house.

"I'm not sure, we'll just have to wait and see," was Michael could really say as we all looked over at the door, hoping that Dr. Mills would come outside to give any news on what was going on with Claire.

"Uncle Michael, what happened to Mommy?" Sam asked from his father's arms. He was so much like Claire in that moment; of always wanting to know what was going on that it was so adorable. You truly could see the resemblance between Claire and Sam.

Michael let out a sigh before looking over at his nephew. "I'm not sure what happened to your mom, kiddo. One second she was perfectly fine in Myrnin's lab, the next second she's calling to before practically collapsing onto the ground. But I promise you, nothing is going to happen to your Mom," Michael vowed to his nephew and niece knowing that they needed to hear it.

Before any of us could say anything the door opened causing all of us to look up as Dr. Mills walked out the door…

A/N: Hey guys, sorry about the cliffhanger. I know you're shocked I've managed to update two chapters in a month. Well, I found time to finally finish this chapter quickly. I'm hoping that by the time you guys read this that I'll be almost done with chapter 16.

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