Sorry I haven't posted anything in a couple of days but here's chapter four. Things are starting to pick up now and I can't wait to get writing the next few chapters :) Hope you enjoy!

Also, as Daylighters by Caine isn't even out yet I have no idea what the 'new' Morganville looks like and I don't know what any buildings or interiors look like so the Vamp prison (forgot what it's called) and the main building, with Fallon, has been internally made up by myself. Cheers :)

They were all stood around a large table in one of the four back rooms and Claire glanced to her left where Amelie stood, Myrnin was to her right and Oliver was to Amelie's left, Michael next to him. There were other Vamps around the table, including Jess, but she didn't recognise any of the others.

"Where's Jason?" She blurted out after only realising the young Vamp wasn't present.

Amelie replied, "out of town. I sent him to do something and hopefully he realises not to come back yet. We might need him on the outside." They'd spent the past hour discussing ways they could get out of this mess; none of them knew that Claire had a plan of her own and she wasn't willing to discuss it with them as they'd (Myrnin and Michael) try to stop her.

"We can't do anything with these things round our necks." Michael said as he placed a finger on the device as though that would somehow unlock it.

A sigh left Amelie's lips and she placed her hands on the white, marble table. "The officer on guard has the key I believe but it would be a challenge getting him in here by himself, never mind removing the key from him without him setting the devices off." Just as she finished speaking the door opened and Fallon was stood in the entrance.

"I don't mean to interrupt your escape plan but I need to remove Claire from your hands."

"Why?" The question had come from Michael who was glaring at Fallon with such hatred that she figured he'd just drop dead.

Fallon smiled, "no need to worry, she won't be harmed; well, as long as she answers our questions and truthfully she won't." It appeared that she would soon have to put her plan into action and the thought kind of scared her. If her plan went wrong then she'd probably end up dead... or worse.

Claire began to walk over to him but Myrnin grabbed her wrist; she looked up at him and saw he was snarling at Fallon, his fangs were extended and he looked ready to pounce. "I'll be having none of that." Fallon said. "Keep it up and Claire won't be returned to you unscathed." That made Myrnin retract his fangs but he still had an agitated look on his face.

She reached up and placed a small hand on his cold face, "I'll be alright." Then she walked over to Fallon and followed him out of the room with one last glance at Myrnin who was gazing at her in a way that made her heart flutter – she hoped he hadn't noticed.

Fallon and Hannah led her out of the building and back to the main one. Once inside they led her to what looked like an unused lab; it was pretty much empty apart from the

white chair that was positioned in the centre of the room. "Take a seat." Fallon said to her as he walked over to a small table and chucked something down on it. After a couple of seconds it dawned on her that it was some sort of key... and she knew what for. "So you were the brain behind this device." It wasn't posed as a question and Claire felt sweat drip down her forehead when Fallon held up VLAD. "I can see why Amelie wanted to keep someone like you. You have quite the brain and I believe I may have use for you as well."

"Whatever it is, I'm not in the slightest bit interested." She spat back at him.

He stalked over to her and bent down so that he was at eye-level, "You will do as I ask or you'll find that some of your Vamp friends won't be there when you wake up tomorrow."

She looked down at her hands which were placed in her laps, she was fidgeting as though she was turning a coin over and over. "What do you want me to do?"

"Simple." He said, holding up a small black device that made her stomach churn. "Clip this microphone to yourself and look pretty."

"Why didn't you just mic the whole place up?"

"Because, my dear, they would have known and I need to know what they're really planning." When he said my dear it sounded haunting, it was not at all like Myrnin calling her that. When Myrnin uttered those words it made her heart flip and she knew it was out of care for her. When Fallon said those two words it sounded dark and twisted.

If she refused to do as he asked then she could lose someone she loved and so she silently nodded. This also thwarted her plan slightly. "That's all, Hannah, take her back." Fallon said as he placed the mic in her hand and walked off into a second room.

As Hannah ushered her out of the room, they walked passed the small table and unnoticed, Claire picked up the key that Fallon had set down earlier. She quietly slipped it into her jeans pocket and followed Hannah back to Vamp prison with a cunning smile on her face.

When she'd returned she noticed Myrnin pacing in front of the main door and when he saw her he froze in place. Vampires didn't need to breathe and right now he wasn't which made him look eerily like a statue; he didn't even blink.

A slight feeling of guilt washed over her as she felt the mic brush against her skin. Hannah had told her to keep it out of the Vamps view and so she'd clipped it to her bra – the wire running down her back and the jumper she had on was big enough so that they couldn't see the small black box hidden in the back of her jeans.

"Hey." She said, a half-hearted smile on her face.

Myrnin took two large steps forward so that he was standing a couple of inches from her and placed a hand on her head, "Did they hurt you?" He asked, a worried expression on his pale face.

She shook her head, "I'm alright Myrnin. They asked me a few questions and..." She trailed off, giving a sideways glance at Hannah. Myrnin, thankfully, got the message and backed off a few steps.

"I'll be back later so don't try anything funny." Oh, if only she knew.