Shane left Claire and ran up the stairs to Eve's room. Claire grabbed one of the black canvas bags from under the sink, always have to be prepared, she thought. She grabbed a crossbow too and pounded up the stairs, trying to be as quiet as she could. Whatever or, even, whoever was in Eve's room could have Shane and Eve as hostage but Claire was not in the mood. Whatever was in there would be gone by the time she was finished with it.

"Eve. You're nuts! You had us so scared."

"Oh. Can it Collins. I should be the angry one."

Claire edged up to the door, which was slightly open, and snuck in.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"Eve wanted to be melodramatic and scare the living hell out of us" Shane pointed out

Eve glared at him. Claire looked around the room and lowered her crossbow.

"Eve? What really happened?"

"I- I... How do I put this?" Eve looked confused. "I thought I saw something. No, I saw someone. I was going to go and talk to whoever was there, but I was pushed and I fell"

"You...fell? Was that was the sound was?" Claire asked

"Yes"

"Who pushed you? There's no one here..." Shane pitched in.

"I... I don't know but someone did push me. I know they did. They did, I know it." Eve said.

Claire thought she was trying to convince herself more than actually convince them.

"Okay, come on. Lets go downstairs, we'll call Michael." Shane replied, keeping his voice calm, as he slowly ushered Eve out.

"That's probably the best idea you've had today." Claire muttered.

Shane looked at her and smiled, "What about this morning?"

" My decision was final. Plus, I had to go to work. Myrnin called, I told you. He doesn't like it when I am late"

" Count Crackula doesn't know the meaning of fun."

" Shane, you're late is a different late to my late"

"How many types of late are there?"

"My late and you're late which is very late. How did we even get to this conversation" Claire said, puzzled

"What can I say. Myrnin brings out the worst in you" Shane laughed

"Whatever. Lets go."

Shane jogged down the stairs after Eve, leaving Claire upstairs. Just for the sake of it, She checked all the rooms, crossbow at the ready, and when she was confident there was nothing there she sighed and walked down the stairs.

"Have you called Michael yet? Oh, tell him to get some pizza on the way home." Claire shouted from the stairs and got a nod from Shane. She walked over to Eve, who was sitting on the couch staring at nothing in particular, and sat next to her. "Eve, are you sure you're okay?" Claire smiled at Eve, trying not to look like she was pressuring her.

"No. Claire, I'm not fine. I'm not fine because I know who was there." Eve looked at Claire, with dark unfathomable eyes. Claire took her hand.

"Who did you see?"

" I saw my dad. It was him. I know it, he pushed me. I realized it now. It was his face, this must sound so crazy but that is was happened. You have to believe me, Claire. Please," Eve looked up from the ground, then looked back down again. Claire didn't know what to say. Eve's dad died about a year ago. So, it couldn't have been him. Claire wanted to believe Eve but she couldn't.

Then Claire understood something.

When she first arrived at Morganville, she knew that something was fishy. The town wasn't like others. Claire, for the first time in her life, experienced other things. Things that she never knew existed, she saw vampires. Before she came to Morganville, Claire didn't believe in vampires or, really, anything beyond the human mind. But now, after seeing Morganville for what it really is, Claire didn't know what to believe.

Although, what she knew for sure was that out there in the world are things Claire can't even begin to contemplate. There are things that science can't even explain...

So Claire said what she believed.

"I believe you."