Chapter Three

Shane's POV

"We could ask Myrnin and see if Frank can find them. That might help. If we can find out where they are, we might know a way to get in and save the girls," Michael says. He's right, I don't like this plan. Not only does this require waiting, it also requires working with one of the people I hate most in the world.

"Do you think that Nutty McFang will tell us anything?" I ask, pacing back and forth, irratated.

"I dont know," he says, sighing. We both there no other options.

Claire's POV

I hope Jason knows that he's getting himself into a heap of trouble. There is no way I'm letting him kill Shane, and if he does, I'll kill him. It's that simple.

It's a good thing Eve is all about being prepared for the vamps because I carry nails coated in silver up my sleeves when I can. I'm currently using them to cut the rope.

Jason's converging with his little minions in a different room and Eve is asleep. Well, actually, Jason had her knocked out with probably chloroform. This is gonna make this hard. I don't have a plan. The ropes fall off my wrists.

"Hey, I need to go pee," I say, looking as pleading as possible. One of the guards sighs and stalks over. I jump up and grab my chair, slamming it into the guys head. I really hope this works. He goes down. I unholster his gun from his hip and jump inbetween the last of them men and Eve. They all look at me, shocked.," Give me the phones."

After they hand them over and I put them in my pocked, I stand to the side of her and saw at the rope with the tip of the nail until her ropes are cut, never taking my eyes off of the men. They all stand there, not sure what to do while I point the gun at them. I wrap an arm around Eve and slowly back us up.

It takes a while but I get us outside. I keep a firm grip on the gun and begin to walk. I pull out my phone with one hand as Eve leans heavily on my side. I speed dial Shane.

"What do you want Jason?" he says angrily. I keep walking.

"I don't think I'm Jason," I say, struggling both me and Eve on our feet. She stirs a little and I have to stop so she doesn't fall.

"Claire? Where are you!" Shane pratically yells into the phone. Eve groans.

"Were somewhere near the college. Were on the far side, I think. There are a bunch of old apartments. Eve's knocked out," I say. I hear a car engine in the back ground.

"We'll be there in 5," Shane says, hanging up. I keep walking, hoping they decided to stay behind. The guys pull up beside us as the same time Jason shows up. The guys get out and Michael takes Eve from me.

"I can still succeed in one area," Jason says, pulling a gun and aiming at Shane. I jump and push him out of the way as the shot rings out. There's a burst of fire and then I'm on the ground. I pass out.

Shane's POV

Claire pushes me out of the way as the shot rings out. She hits the ground and there's blood everywhere. I drop to my knees beside her. There bullet would of hit me in the heart. That much I know. She took a bullet for me.

I craddle her. I pull out my phone.

"I need an ambulance," I say, rattling off the address. Oh God, Claire. Please be okay. I pray this in my head over and over again. She breathes in short rasps. I don't know what to do. The ambulance clares up beside us.

They load her up and I stay with her. Michael and Eve follow in the car. Eve's still kind of out. The heart monitor flat lines and I stop breathing.

"Were losing her," one of the ambulance people says. I bury my face in my hands, scared.