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Amelie's Point of View

When I woke up, my head hurt so much. It was like the worst headache I have ever had. I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling of a strange room.

"Amelie your awake." Oliver said. I looked to him and sat up.

"Where am I?"

"You're in my office in Common Grounds. Christopher took over your body." He replied.

"What?" I stood up and walked over to where Christopher is tied up and grabbed his jaw, squeezing until it almost broke. "Why haven't you killed him yet?" I growled.

"I can't get answers from a dead body. He says, he just needed a way to make everyone forget about him so he could escape. Also, he wanted more information about you."

"What information?" I asked then noticed something; his skin didn't feel repulsive to touch. I smiled. "Losing your touch, aren't you?"

"I noticed it too." Oliver said.

"I... w-was hoping to make you all forget me... but it was harder than I thought." Christopher said. I squeezed his neck to cut him off from speaking.

"What else have you found out?" I asked Oliver.

"It's easier to kill him when he doesn't have his defences up." Oliver said. "I was going to cut off his head when he came out of you... Never seen him run away from me that fast."

"So he still needs to breathe?"

"It appears so."

"Good." I squeezed tighter then a dull crack sounded. I let go and stood back, watching him choke.

"Is Claire alright?" I asked.

"He went from Michael to you. Then he said he needed vampire blood, so he got it from Claire." He replied.

"I didn't kill her, did I?"

"She's recovering. Relax. You can go visit her at the hospital, if you like." I looked from Oliver to Christopher. "I'll take care of him."

"I should kill him."

"He doesn't deserve a quick death. Let him choke. It might be easier now, but maybe he'll suffer longer." Oliver replied. I sighed and nodded and then walked out.

My guards were waiting outside, with the car.

"Oliver contacted me, my lady." He said.

"It's fine, just take me to the hospital." I said. He nodded and opened the door. I got in and the guard drove off to the hospital.

Claire's Point of View

I stared at the ceiling of the hospital room. How had I missed it? I should have known it was Christopher. Sometimes, I really hate my trusting nature. Anyone comes up looking like Amelie, and I instantly think it's her. Now I'm left with a tube in my arm delivering blood and my neck hurts. I sit up and take the tube out. I need to get out of here and find out if Amelie is alright.

Just as I'm getting out of bed, the nurse came in. "You have to stay in bed your not well enough."

"I feel fine. And I don't think a tube in my arm is going to help. Do you have a blood bag?"

"You have to get back in bed and let me check you over." The nurse said again.

"There's no need." Amelie said. "You can go now. Discharge Miss Danvers, she is coming with me." The nurse hesitated then nodded.

"Yes, Founder." She said, and walked out.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I'm fine. Oliver is taking care of the boy, I don't think we need to worry about him again." Amelie said, picking up my coat, gloves and shoes. "Put these on." I put on my gloves and Amelie grabbed my arm.

"Oh, it's nothing it's just the tube from the machine." I pulled away my arm, but Amelie wouldn't let go. "Um... Amelie?"

"I caused this. When Christopher had control over me."

"I-I thought that was an illusion." I said, surprised. "But it wasn't you. I know it wasn't."

"Still he used me to hurt you and now he will die for it." Amelie said. Her grip on my arm was getting tighter, but I decided to let it go.

"It wasn't you. No need to feel guilty. I'm still here and all I have is just a sore neck that's all."

"What if I had killed you? I would have a right to feel guilty then." Amelie replied, her grip on my arm getting tighter still. I have to say something before she breaks my arm.

"You're, uh, kind of squeezing my arm a little tight." I said.

Amelie sighed and let go. "I broke his windpipe. Oliver is watching him to make sure he play anymore tricks." She held out the coat and I put it on then zipped it up.

"What, you're watching him suffocate? Maybe you should just-" I started but Amelie cut me off.

"He deserves it. I just hope it is drawn out as long as possible." Then she walked out and I followed. Maybe he did, but I never liked seeing anyone suffer. Maybe Christopher has a different biology so the suffering would be worse? I really wanted to go there and end it now, but I know Amelie will never let me.

Walking out of the hospital, Amelie's car awaited. The guard opened the door and we got in. "Your hair is messy again."

"Well it can't stay neat all the time. That's why I get bedhead."

"Bedhead?" Amelie asked, confused.

"It's when I wake up in the morning and my hair is completely messy." I explained.

"Ah. Well you must brush it a little when you awake. You just need to brush it more often." Amelie said and didn't say anything more until we got back.

When we got back, I went upstairs to my bedroom, where the maid is cleaning and vacuuming the floor. Amelie comes up beside me and lightly (to her) pushes me in.

"Valerie lock the windows." Amelie said. The maid nods and does what she has been told.

"Um, what's happening?" I ask.

"Keeping you safe. You can't break the windows and the door will be locked, so no-one will be able to get in."

"Wait, no. I'm fine I can take care of myself!" I said, stepping forward to, I don't know do something but Amelie pushed me back and closed the door and locked it. "Amelie, please don't do this! I'm fine really!" But she didn't listen and I heard her walking away.

I learned against the wall, groaning. Amelie should be locked in the room, not me! Christopher goes after her not me!

But I know that will never happen. Amelie's too important and she will never ever let me lock her in a room. I have no idea how that would work and even if it did, Amelie would be less than pleased when she was finally let out. I sighed and went to my bed and lay down. I just need to... entertain myself.

So what did you think of this chapter? I apologise for lack of action... I shall try for some in the next chapter :)

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