Hello thank you for the reviews I love them next up is some Ed Sheeran or Jonas Bros I haven't decided yet hehehee and then the chap after this it starts getting good if you didn't like it already oh and I lied this is my third sequel I don't know what I was thinking last time psh don't judge I see you over there um I will be trading off between this 99 Problems and a Rumbelle fanfiction I'm working on so patience is a virtue

Claire

It was Saturday, so that made it shopping day. I gathered up my clothes as occasionally the faucet in the bathroom in his small lab would go off.

"Myrnin are you sure you haven't messed with the water pressure recently!" I called through the door as I continued to change.

"I'm positive! Why don't you trust me?" He yelled back.

"Because you were the one who said never to!" I knew I didn't really need to yell, but it made it feel well somewhat natural in this odd relationship. As I pulled on the tight fitting sweater I shivered. In the past month the climate in Texas was like never before. Freezing temperature with the occasional warm spell. High of fourteen degrees, low of negative four. I was about to die. I blamed Myrnin for the whole thing.

"Stop holding that against me!" His voice was moving around the lab outside of the wall. I chuckled and grabbed the zip up jacket Myrnin had bought me when I had walked into the lab one day with chattering teeth and numb hands. It had a fur lining the hood and on the inside and the chest and arms were padded in the same fur. Normally I didn't like bulky clothes, but this fit snug and didn't hang over my arms. I grabbed the boots that sat on a towel by the door. They too were a gift that day. They had a fleece lining that spilled out about an inch over the top of the hem and wrapped around the top of the boot. They were brown with decoration buttons on the outside. They really zipped up. I put them on and motivated myself that if I didn't go out and shop I would be eating nothing, but delivery pizza for the next week. I stepped out of the room and saw he wasn't even ready yet.

"Myrnin." I called sweetly. He stopped and looked at me horrified.

"I was expecting you to take longer." He said with an unbuttoned top and his skinny jeans hanging loosely on his hips. I couldn't fail to notice his lack of underwear. I smiled.

"Go get on some clothes." He sped off. "And don't forget you need underwear to go out into public!" I yelled knowing damn well he could hear me.

"Why they can't see!" He yelled back.

"They don't need to and I don't want someone thinking we just walked out of the bedroom and decided we were hungry." I decided to stop yelling as I grabbed my purse. I had recently bought one and because of the ingenious of it Myrnin bought himself one as well. I told him purses were a woman's item, but he didn't listen to fashion.

"What if that were the truth?" He said directly behind me.

"Then you can explain to them why you are looking for a place to stay." He quirked his lips in a smile and grabbed his satchel. It was already over flowing with pens, paper, books, binders, and the occasional vial. I double checked them before he put it on to make sure it was nothing that would hurt anybody. He scowled at me.

"Why don't you trust me?" He sounded mock offended.

"Do you want me to answer that?" I raised an eye brow at him and grabbed his folded arm. I tugged it to let him know we were going and he soon followed. We walked out of the alley way as a frozen wind buffeted us and molested our hair. I dug my face into his chest and my legs from my knees to my thighs froze with each step.

"How many stores do we have to visit before we can go home and….warm up?" He whispered in my ear.

"Thankfully just one, but we have to carry it all back." I replied.

"You know if I just dro – " I interjected.

"Don't even think of it." We hustled to the shop and couldn't help but see his reasoning in driving. Just not him as the driver. I bit down on my tongue as the bitter cold followed us into the shop for a few short steps. The clerk looked over sympathetically.

"Cold one." They stated coolly. My teeth began to chatter and I held on closer to Myrnin. Although he didn't retain warmth it was good to know he was beside me. And always would be.

"Myrnin grab a basket." He nodded grabbing one as we walked pass the tall tower that was dotted with reds, blues, and yellows. My numb fingers dug around in the pocket for the list. The lights above us flickered and blanched for a second before blazing on brighter. I looked up confused and Myrnin continued to walk without me not realizing my halt. He stopped when he felt resistance and turned back to look at me.

"What Claire?" He asked, worry lilting his accent.

"No – Nothing." I shook my head looking down at the list. I guided the two of us through the rest of the store. My mind was trying to focus on the task at hand, but it was toddling along the idea of the lights. It was like I was in a dream and would wake up any minute to find I was still next to Shane and we were about to go off to Boston together. Myrnin was talking to me, but it took me three times to really focus on what he was saying.

"Claire? Claire?" He waved a hand in my face and snapped his fingers I shook my head slightly and looked at him. "How much?" He held up two cartons of milk. One gallon the other a half gallon.

"Uh just the half gallon." He put it in the basket on my free arm and I noticed how heavy it had gotten. My arm was cramped up from the rigid plastic and I shrugged to adjust it. He continued to look at me with a concerned glance, but I wasn't looking at him. We turned onto one of the aisles and I doubled over gasping. The milk hit the ground and spilled all over the aisle. Myrnin stopped and tried to scoop me up, but I wouldn't let him. The pain was too much to even move. I curled tighter into the fetal position and moaned in pain. I could feel the tears streaking my face as I mentally prayed for it to go away. I buried my head into my knees and Myrnin was frantic.

"Claire! Someone call – " He was cut short by the sound of more bodies dropping. He looked around with terror in his eyes and I could barely make out people around me writhing in pain.

"Myrnin." I said pathetically. It hurt so much. "Why does it hurt?" I had dealt with draug, vampire bites, a knife, drugs, broken bones, but nothing; nothing was as bad as this. It was like something was trying to rip its way through me. Like some alien. I gagged as the pain wracked my body once more and I wanted to scream out, but it was no use. My voice was halted in my throat as though a spider laid a web in the esophagus and was catching any of my cries for help.

"Claire, please, Claire. Tell me what's wrong?" He sounded like he was crying. My head lolled to the side and it hit the linoleum with a deafening crack. At least to my ears it was deafening. Everything slowed down and I closed my eyes. "Claire no! Stay awake! Claire!" He screamed and tried to wrap his arms around my boneless body. The pain had ceased and it exhausted me to the marrow. I barely had the energy to breath. I could hear high pitched screaming somewhere and I realized it was the ambulance. It sounded so wrong, like a call to die then a cry of rescue. Myrnin held me as best he could in my arms and used his hand to keep my head from falling at an uncomfortable angle. I tried to open my eyes, but it was no use and I felt myself want to lull into sleep. I let out a content sigh and let my head fall smoothly into his hand.

So how about that is that evil enough whats wrong with Claire well I don't even know….just kidding I do hehehehe