So this may not be a good chapter but I hope it's a good one! I did this, when it was late at night (again) then I fell asleep. But here it is! It may be a bad cliffhanger at the bottom of the chapter but I hope you like!

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Claire's Point of View

When we arrived at Founder's Square, Myrnin went straight upstairs and into Amelie's office. "Excuse me, kind bodyguards, but would you happen to know where the person who are supposed to be bodyguarding, is?"

"How would we know? She told us to get out, then she walked away with some lad." The black haired guy said. "Right after having a little conversation with you." He looked to me.

"Yeah, sorry about that. Do you have any idea where she could have gone?"

"I just said No. Maybe you should treat her with a bit more respect and she would tell where she's going all the time." Then the guards walked out.

"Well, it sounds like you really did upset her." Myrnin said. There was no time for this.

"Yeah, I'll apologize later. Where can we start? No-one's seen her, except that guy."

"Well, I'm not a car expert, but I'm sure that all cars exhaust fumes don't smell the same. Also, there aren't that many cars in Morganville. Amelie's rules, and one of her better ones."

"How does that help?"

"What colour car did she get in?"

"Um..." I thought back. "A grey one."

"Any distinguishing features?" Myrnin asked.

I shook my head. "Not really." Myrnin went to the bookcase and pulled out a few maps that spread them out on Amelie's desk.

"We could check all the abandoned warehouses. No-one in their right mind would go there, for fear of vampires pouncing on them."

"I guess that's a good place to start." I walked out of the room, down the stairs and lifted my hood before going outside. Where was the closest one?

"I thought this might be helpful." Myrnin handed me a map and I nodded.

"Thanks. Are you going to be looking too?"

"Why do you want me to?"

"Yes!" Did he really have to ask that?

"Fine, then. But not because you asked me. I'll have no-one to tell Oliver off, if this guy does something to her." Myrnin adjusted his coat and put on a hat. "Let's get started. We have quite a few warehouses to search."

I started with the first warehouse. I kicked open the door and walked inside, listening intently for any movements or anyone's heartbeat or breathing. When I heard nothing, I went up the stairs, that didn't seem too stable and looked in all the rooms.

No-one was there so I went back downstairs, where the stairs broke and I hit the ground. I got up, finding a few cuts and a bruise on my hands. Never mind, I'll heal. I thought.

Walking outside, I went to next house which was just under 1 and a half miles away. After finding nothing in that one, I sighed and choose a random warehouse from the map. Going through them, one by one would waste too much time.

I choose the one on the other side of the town. I folded the map up and put it in my pocket then ran all the way there.

Amelie's Point of View

The first thing I did when I woke up, was vomit more blood. I coughed and looked around. I am still in the same room.

I lie back and listen for anything. When I heard nothing, I got up and tested the door again. This time it was unlocked. I wasn't sure if Christopher left it like this on purpose, or he forgot. Then I thought, if he wanted to keep me locked in here, he would.

Walking out of the room, a blast of cool air hit me. It reminded me of the stale air that had been in the room, my prison.

Going downstairs, wherever I was, turned from a featureless corridor to a building site. It had definitely been abandoned, there was no human smell and all the instruments were cold.

"So nice to see you out at last, Amelie." I spun around. Christopher sat on top of the work benches smiling.

"Are you going to let me out now?"

"Not yet. You still haven't answered my question."

"I may not be able to drain you, but I can still snap your neck."

Christopher laughed. "Of course you can. But that's how I do what I do. By touching. I may not be a vampire, but I'm still faster than you."

"You can't be." I felt a tap on my shoulder. I spun around. Christopher stood behind me. I looked back at where he was sitting.

"Illusions, my dear. They're very handy, once you get the hang of them." I glared at him. "I would offer you a drink, but you wouldn't trust anything I gave you."

"Why do you think that?"

Christopher smiles. "Come." He walked off to a different part of the warehouse. There was no way, I was going anywhere with him. I looked for a door, a window, anything that I could get through to the outside.

"Amelie!" I spun around. Claire stood behind me.

"Claire?" Christopher wasn't anywhere. The last time this happened, he used Claire as a disguise.

"It's me. I've been so worried about you. Why didn't you speak to me?" She carried on, before I could reply. "Never mind that, I'm sorry for the way I spoke to you. I talked with your guards... Also Myrnin agrees."

"There's no need to apologise. I understand that you have to keep your relationship with Michael."

"Amelie, who are you speaking to, dear?" Christopher said. I looked over to him then back to Claire... But she wasn't there.

"Why do you do this?"

"You're hallucinating. Nothing to be worried about. You're thinking about Claire, it's normal to see her." Christopher said. I glared at him. Then I grabbed his neck and threw him to the ground.

"I do not hallucinate. Now I would advise you to stop immediately, before I rip you to shreds."

Christopher just smiled and stood up. "Of course, I will stop. I don't want to harm my precious, do I?"

I ignored him and went back to my room. At least here I could get some privacy.

Claire's Point of View

I came to stop at a warehouse on the very east side of town. It was a large warehouse with two storeys and when I looked in through the windows, some of which were broken, there were lots of different machines and tools which have all obviously been abandoned.

I walked around the building, but the only door was boarded up, and Amelie was in here, or had recently been here.

I took out the jagged parts of the window, then jumped through. I took a sniff and my heart leaped; Amelie was here!

I wanted to call out, but I didn't want to attract her kidnapper. Even after that fight with the stalker, I still wished to stay out of the fighting business.

Going upstairs, I went down the hall where it got colder then came to a door. I pushed on it and tested the handle but it was locked.

"Amelie?" I whispered. Nothing. I looked around for something that could open the door, but there was nothing I could see. I sighed and turned back to the door again. "Amelie, it's Claire." I whispered again. "Can you open the door?"

My hopes grew when I heard footsteps and a key turning. If the key was there, why wouldn't she leave? Never mind that.

The door opened and Amelie stood there. "Amelie!" I hugged her, but strangely she like like a brick wall. Then what surprised me, was that she pushed me back, then grabbed my neck. Her eyes were blood red and she glared hatefully at me. "What are you doing? It's me!"

"I know who you are. You don't have to pretend anymore, because I'm going to kill you."

"No, Amelie it's me! I swear!" But Amelie doesn't listen and throws down the hall, then over the bars of the stairs. I land heavily and break my arm, but it heals almost immediately. "Myrnin!" I shout, really hoping he's nearby.

"Why are you not fighting back?" Amelie asked. "That's what you love isn't it, Christopher?"

"I'm not Christopher! It's me, Amelie!" I try to get through to her, but it isn't working. I call out for Myrnin again, as loud as I can before Amelie strangles me.

"Hush."

"Amelie!" Myrnin rescues me, before Amelie snaps my neck. Amelie looks surprised to see him.

"Myrnin?"

"Put Claire down. She's not Christopher."

Amelie looks from me to Myrnin. After a tense moment she lets me go. I breathe a sigh of relief, then Amelie throws a wooden stake right towards me, but at the last second Myrnin stands in front of me.

"No!"

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