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**Claire**

Shane snarls at Eve and Claire, huddled together in a corner, eyes a blazing, livid red, teeth as sharp as knives as thin as needles indent his lower lip. There is no recognition, no love in that gaze. To him they were food.

"Shane," Claire whispers. "Oh God, Shane." That's all she can think, her brain can't seem to process that that thing snarling hungrily at them was the man she loved.

"Well," Oliver says looking slightly paler than normal. "Things just got very interesting."

"Why?" Eve demands glaring fiercely at Henry. "Why you sick bastard?"

"Because," Henry replies licking some of Shane's blood off his mouth with a grin. "It was fun. I like a good helping of revenge."

"What do you propose to do now Henry?" Oliver asks quietly something unidentifiable in his eyes. Henry seems dumfounded a moment, as if he hadn't planned any further than this. Then, his cold gaze falls on Claire and he grins wildly.

"I'll just have to give Shane here a little snack," He starts forward and Claire jumps up, running for the door, but of course, Henry is there before she's taken three steps. "Now, now," He chides grabbing her arms and twisting them painfully behind her back. Claire grits her teeth, refusing to give him the pleasure of her crying out.

"There's no need for this Henry," Oliver says face expressionless. "There's plenty of blood left for the boy. Just let the girls go." Claire and Eve both stare at Oliver utterly surprised, Claire would have thought he'd be glad to be rid of them for good. Claire sees that this true, it appears that Oliver had been preparing for an apocalypse, with enough food and blood to last dozens of humans and vampires for months.

"True," Henry agrees with a shrug. "This wasn't even my plan really. All me and my people wanted was a way out. We took care of the cops, killed most, held some hostage. We thought bout turnin 'em all. Would have been a great joke, all the cops vamps." He says smiling at the memory, making Claire's stomach churn. "To pay our dear Founder a visit, but she'd hightailed it the second we stepped in the door. Left us a dozen or so of her body guards as a diversion. Had to save a few of them for a rainy day too," Henry, Claire realized, was definitely not the brightest crayon in the box. He was quite stupidly, assuming that they would all die so he thought it was okay to lay out his entire "diabolical" plan.

"Then, we rushed over here before she could Alert ol' Ollie here," Oliver gives him a sneer of contempt. "We knew that if we get the Founder's second and a whole bunch of humans along with them, threatening to kill them all, she'd let us go real quick," Claire highly doubted that, Amelie would most likely cut her loses and start signing condolence letters for their families.

"But then you four show up and I think, well this might just be even better! Get a whole lot of sweet revenge in the process. Got your boy Michael staked out there," Eve gasps, raising a trembling hand to her mouth as her eyes well with tears. "But enough chit-chat, I'm sure our boy Shane here is positively starving."

"No!" Eve shrieks as Henry begins to shove Claire toward the struggling, snarling Shane. "Let her go! Claire! Shane you idiot, it's Claire!"

"Eve," Oliver says quietly. "Don't be stupid girl, there's nothing you can do." Claire tries to break Henry's hold, but it's like trying to break through steel with her bare hands, impossible. Claire manages to twist her head around to look at Eve who was approaching them, tears streaming down her face, shaking with fear and anger.

"Stop Eve, I'll be okay. Shane won't kill me." She says giving a weak smile as she is shoved into Shane's lap.

But, as she looks up at snarling face, with the ruby red eyes and lethally sharp teeth, she isn't sure. No, she's not sure at all. That was not her Shane. She could only hope that he would remember before it was too late.

Shane can't reach her neck, so, Henry unties his hands and Shane grabs her in a bone crushing grip, his eyes as cold as ice on her skin. He bites down, and it hurts it hurts so bad, two knives piercing her skin, tearing at her as he gulps greedily. She can feel herself growing weaker each second.

"Shane please wakeup. Shane, remember please. I love you." Claire whispers, just before the darkness overcomes her and she faints.

**Shane**

The two girls stayed huddled in the corner, and the smaller one kept saying a name, Shane, I knew I should recognize it, that it meant something, but all I could concentrate on was the increasing ache in his throat, the burning.

They just kept talking and I needed to get to them. I thought I would get the smaller brunette one first, she'd be easier. The drumming continued, a double beat in harmony. Da-dum, da-da-da-dum, da-dum, It was driving me crazy. I needed to get to them, needed to stop that incessant, never ending beat. All I can do is sit there, struggling against the ropes that bind me, snarling.

Finally, finally, after almost an eternity, a man I don't know grabs the brunette girl as she tries to escape. He throws her into my lap, and I can hear the drum beat, increasingly fast pounding impossibly loud in my head, DA-DUM, DA-DA-DUM, DA-DUM, that, along with the intoxicatingly sweet smell coming from her, was making me insane, I struggle, unable to reach what I desperately need, and then, my arms are free and I crush the girl to me.

My fangs sink into her neck and mouth is filled with a the hot, salty, sweet, delicious liquid. It's life. I wanted it all.

"Shane please wakeup. Shane, remember please. I love you." The girls suddenly whispers before slipping into unconsciousness and I let go of her with a jolt of surprise and horror. Because I remember. Oh God, Claire.

And also, I have no clue why I switched point of view with Shane it kind of um just happened. Sorry if that bothers people. I kind of forget what point of view I'm writing in and it might switch sometimes. So sorry in advance. And oh yeah, how about some reviews please and thank you. :)