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Henry bites down into Shane's neck and Claire can't help it, she along with Eve scream in horror and Claire, not thinking, runs forward and pounds her fists futilely against the vampires back. He was going to drain Shane. He was going to kill him and that couldn't happen. Oh God, she couldn't live without Shane! No, no, no, oh God no! Shane was struggling helplessly against the vampire, but he was tied up, and he was becoming weaker every second, the vampire didn't even acknowledge Claire, to him she was just an annoying little fly.

Shane's warm brown eyes lock with hers and he whispers, "Stop Claire. Claire stop, its okay. You'll get through this. It's not your fault. Don't you dare blame yourself. You're so strong Claire, so strong. Don't ever give up. You hear me? Don't ever give up. Get out of Morganville and live your dreams. Forget about me, take Eve and Michael and get out. I love you Claire, don't ever forget that." No, no, he couldn't be saying goodbye! Claire thinks eyes swimming with tears. How had this happened? Why?

"No Shane! No! I can't lose you! Don't leave me! Fight, Shane, fight! Shane I love you, you can't leave me!" She whispers back fiercely. Shane shakes his head sadly and he mouths, "I love you.", before he grows too weak, his eyes roll up into his head and he slumps forward passing out.

A hand was on her shoulder yanking her back. Claire whirls around lashing out at them. "Claire, Claire stop. There's nothing we can do." It was Eve, and some distant part of her mind knew she was right, but the rest of her was screaming, Not Shane, please God, anyone but Shane!.

"Claire," Claire hears Oliver say quietly, speaking for the first time in ages. "Claire you know she's right. I am sorry girl, but Shane is gone." It sounded like he really meant it. Oliver was being sympathetic? Something really must be wrong, such as Hell freezing over.

The vampire, Henry, draws back wiping his mouth and grinning. Oh God, Shane was so pale; no one living could be that pale. Claire's legs turn to Jell-O and she collapses trembling against the wall. At least it's over. She thinks staring at Shane's lifeless body. But then Henry looks right at her, smiling widely and wickedly, and he bites his wrist before shoving it into Shane's mouth.

"No!" She shouts, as Shane's body begins to convulse and he desperately tries to turn away from his attacker. His eyes fly open and lock with Claire's before rolling up inside his head again.

**Shane**

That crazy vamp bit me and damn, it hurt, hurt almost as bad as when that little creep Jason stabbed me. But what was a thousand times worse was the feeling of utter helplessness, there was nothing I could do. Nothing at all but sit there and feel myself grow weaker and hate that vamp with every cell in my body.

It just became worse when I saw Claire come at him and hit him on the back. Oh God, she shouldn't have to watch this, no one should have to watch this. I remember being forced to watch my dad being drained and turned, the anger I felt, the weakness. At least she wouldn't have to see me turn vamp, this guy seemed intent to kill. I would get to see mom and Lyss again, but I would be leaving Michael and Eve. I would be leaving Claire.

I know that this will tear her apart, that she'll blame herself, but she shouldn't, she's saved me and everyone in this damned town more times than I can count. But that won't matter to her, so I whisper that it'll be alright, tell her not to blame herself, that she'll get through this, I tell her how strong she is and that she needs to get herself Mike and Eve out here and to follow her dreams. And most importantly, that I love her and that she should never forget that.

She tells me not to leave her and it just tears my heart into millions of pieces. Because, God I don't want to leave her. I don't want to leave my life, I wanted to marry her, leave this town and have a family and all because of one freaking vamp I could have none of that.

They say your life flashes before your eyes when you die but apparently, they really got screwed up because all I could remember was my regrets and the mistakes I'd made. Everything I'd done wrong, every person I'd hurt, I remembered it all. And then, I sort of drifted away, it was almost peaceful actually.

But then, I felt a hot, burning liquid being shoved into my mouth and I heard Claire screaming. I turn away; try to get away from the sharp, bitter taste infiltrating my mouth but I can't.

Then, it's as if my bones are coated with ice, each breath shoves sharp icicles into my lungs and body, it hurts it's the worst pain I've ever felt in my life, I'm frozen to the core and I can't escape it. Vaguely, I realize I'm screaming. Then, my body slowly begins to warm up and I relax. But then it gets to hot, painfully hot and suddenly, it's like I'm roasting from the inside out, like every cell, every molecule in my body is incinerated and put back together. I can't stand it. I need to get away from the pain it's too much.

Just when I think that the pain will kill me, the cold and ice settles back in, but this time, I welcome it, it soothes my burning body. I feel different, stronger, better, more attuned to my surroundings. I can hear a steady drum beat from far off.

My eyes snap open and I see things with heightened clarity, everything is sharp, bright, painfully so. The drum beat sounds it's steady rhythm, da-dum,da-dum,da-dum. I smell something deliciously sweet and I can feel two, sharp needle like teeth indenting my lower lip.

I see two figures huddled together, wide eyed in a corner. Vaguely, I know I should recognize them but I don't. It's from them the drum beat comes, faster now. Da-da-da-dum,da-da-da-dum. I snarl at them. Prey. I think. Food. Hungry. I struggle against my bonds as a dry burning begins in my throat. Thirsty.