Claire's Point of View

I had a pounding headache, also somewhere on my body was hurting. I could hear voices but they sounded far away. I felt myself drifting away, then someone put their wrist to my mouth. Blood... I could hear someone nearer to me, but they still sounded far off and fuzzy.

I drifted out of consciousness.

The next time I woke up, I could hear the words a bit clearer and someone was holding me. How did I not notice that before? I heard snarls and someone chanting something, but I still couldn't grasp the words. I felt something in my stomach, then heard words that weren't fuzzy.

"Oliver, hand me that blood bag!" It sounded vaguely like Myrnin. I felt like I was half floating, then I fell asleep again.

The third time I woke up, all my senses were working. I could tell something playing with my hair and I was held. I could hear everyone in the room.

"So you know how to kill him?" Oliver asked.

"Well, I can't kill him, because he's already dead," A woman's voice, who I didn't recognize said. "But I can get rid of his... ghost, if you like."

"Just get rid of it." Oliver said. I heard him take a seat. Where was Amelie? I felt a slight panic and listened intently for her voice.

"Are you pleased I came now?" Myrnin asked.

"Shut up." Oliver said in response.

I couldn't hear Amelie, unless she was the one holding me. I tried saying her name, but my throat is really dry. I tried anyway. "Amelie..."

Amelie's Point of View

I could've killed her. That thought went round and round my head. Myrnin had told me multiple times that, that thing had almost killed her not me. But it still didn't change the fact, that it used me.

Myrnin had already given her two bags of blood. She should be waking up now. I sighed.

"So, that girl means a lot to her, doesn't she?"said the woman, Maybelle.

"Oh yes, she's-"

"She's her Protector." Oliver cut in, before Myrnin could finish his sentence.

"Oh, right. And I thought vampires didn't have souls." Maybelle said. "Can someone get me a drink?"

"Valerie, fetch Maybelle a drink." I said, then went back to willing Claire to wake up.

"Amelie..." Claire said, very faintly.

"Claire?" But she wouldn't say anything else. Myrnin sat at a chair across the room. Oliver had gone off with Maybelle, to make sure she didn't do anything. I held Claire's head. "Wake up."

"Don't compel her, Amelie. She will wake up. Dead people don't talk." Myrnin said. I stared at Myrnin for a moment, then turned my attention back to Claire.

"Wake up." I said to Claire.

"Oooh, I'm needed." Myrnin said and got up and left the room.

How long has it been since Myrnin last gave her blood? Her throat must be so dry. Biting my wrist, I opened Claire's mouth placing my wrist on her mouth. I heard Claire take in a small gasp and she drank. "Take as much as you want."

"Uh, Amelie? Michael's here." Myrnin said.

"Get him out."

"He won't do that. Olly has said that multiple times."

I glared at Myrnin. "Then make him leave."

Myrnin sighed. "Fine." He left, once again leaving me alone with Claire.

Claire's Point of View

Amelie's blood really helped. My throat had felt like it was the driest place on Earth.

"Wake up." Amelie said again. I had heard Myrnin convince her not to compel me awake, which was probably a good idea. I had to wake up. Even though it was nice sleeping, Amelie had to know I wasn't comatose.

I forced my eyes open. The lights were bright at first, but I quickly got used to them. "Claire!" Amelie said and hugged me. I hugged back with arms that were a little stiff. "I'm so sorry."

"It isn't your fault." I said, thankfully without whispering it. "You weren't in control."

Amelie leaned back and looked at me in the eyes, (Which is still intimidating). "Myrnin keeps telling me that. Oliver does on some occasions. But it was my body which almost killed you, Claire. I wouldn't have forgiven myself, if you had never woken up."

"Of course I would. You can't get rid of me that easily." I said, trying for a smile, but Amelie wasn't in the mood. "Anyway, I said that you weren't in control. There's no need to be sorry."

"There is and you can't change my mind." Amelie said. I sighed. There wasn't anything I could say, that would make her feel better (apart from that I'm alive).

"I heard a woman. Who is she?" I asked, remembering the voice from when I was in and out of it.

"She's Maybelle. She's here to collect the ghost who has been possessing everyone." Amelie said. I noticed she is deliberately skipping over saying Christopher's name, but I couldn't blame her. I would want to torture him if he showed up right now.

Then I noticed I was on Amelie's lap. I quickly got off. "Oh, sorry..." I looked at the ground and twiddle my fingers awkwardly.

"Don't look like that. I put you there." Amelie said. The living room door slammed open and Michael came in but Oliver dragged him back, before he could accidentally kick the stones I had just noticed.

"What are they?" I asked.

Oliver pushed Michael out and closed the door. "It's what the woman's put, to make sure the ghost doesn't get out." He said.

"Let Michael in." I said.

"No, he stays out. He needs to calm down before he comes in here." Amelie said. I shook my head.

"Fine, I'm going to see him." I stood up and walked towards the door. I opened and saw Myrnin holding back Michael. When he saw me, he stopped struggling.

"I thought you were dead." He said, shaking off Myrnin and hugging me.

"Why did you think that?" I asked, a little surprised.

"Everyone was just acting really strange." Michael squeezed me then let go. He sent a fierce glare at Myrnin. "Why didn't you let me see her?"

"Because I told him to get you out. Your not allowed here and you could've messed things up." Amelie said, coming out of the living room. The woman, Maybelle, glanced at us then went into the living room.

"So now you are keeping her to herself? What happened to "I can see her on request"?"

"I can deny your request anytime I want. Claire lives with me." Amelie said and sent a look to Myrnin. He sighed and looked fussed, but he grabbed my arm and took me upstairs to my room.

"Hey! Hey! Bring her back!" Michael shouted. He took a step towards me, but Amelie pushed him back.

"I advise you leave now." She said then walked back into the living room and the last thing I saw before I reached the top of the stairs, was the guards dragging him away. I would've fought too, but Myrnin didn't seem to be in the mood and anyway he is stronger than me, so there would have been no point.

"Stay in here until Amelie comes to fetch you." Myrnin said. He went in my room and closed the door, then went over to my window, opened it and looked back. "I'm glad your awake, my dear." Then he jumped out.

I sighed and lay back on my bed. What a day... I got under the covers and tried to sleep, hoping this would all be a bad dream.

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