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Amelie's P.O.V

I had just finished a long line of appointments, when the door to my office in Founder's Square knocked. My bodyguards opened the door at my nod and Oliver walks in. I am sure he is trying to get me to develop feelings for him again, as he has been nothing but nice to me since Claire left.

"Hello, Amelie. How has your day been?"

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I had put up with it for a few weeks, but now I just needed to know.

"Why can't I be nice to you? You have broken up from your girlfriend." Oliver replied, sitting down in a chair opposite me.

"She's not my girlfriend anymore." I said, and shrugged slightly. I felt nothing for her anymore. I had felt bad when I said I wanted her to leave, but now there was nothing there. Maybe it was for the best. Oliver won't be telling that it wouldn't be soon until everyone found out.

"So how about making it clear your with me now? It will stop the whispers I have been hearing in the coffee shop."

"And how will that work? I proclaim my love for you in front of everyone?" Oliver had been nice, but this topic kept coming up in the conversations.

"Just do it vaguely. I don't know how they do it, but humans always jump to conclusions." Oliver said and shrugged. "Think about it." He stood up and headed to the door, when it opened and the guard who had been driving Claire to the Glass House came in.

"Ma'am." He bowed his head. "I regret to inform you, that I didn't bring Miss Danvers to the Glass House."

"Why? Where did you take her?"

"On the way there, she broke a window and held a piece of glass to my throat and ordered to be let out." He explained.

"And you let her?" Oliver asked. "You're older than her, you could have easily disarmed her."

"Oliver, I believe you were leaving. I can do the reprimanding." I said. Oliver didn't look happy, but it could be an act. He's good at acting. "Now Max, where did Claire walk off to when you let her out?"

"She went down the alley between the Founder House and the thrift store near Common Grounds." He said. I sighed.

"Right, well she could be anywhere by now. Call Anton and go out and look for her." I ordered.

"Where shall we bring her when we find her, Ma'am?" He asked.

"Take her to the Glass House. She's meant to be there anyway." I said. Max nodded and bowed.

"Yes, Ma'am." Then he left and closed the door. I picked up my phone and called Michael.

"What is it?"

"I ended my relationship with Claire and sent her to your house, but she had other ideas and now she is wandering around Morganville. See if you can find her and bring her back to your house. Do not bring her to me." I ordered and hung up.

Michael's P.O.V

Amelie didn't give me a chance to say anything about how she could just dump Claire like that, after being obsessed with her for 70 years. I sighed and got my coat and car keys then went out of the door.

"Michael, where are you going?" Isabel asked, coming down the stairs.

"I need to go and talk to the Founder about something. Just stay here." I said and left. I wasn't really, but I didn't want Isabel getting involved. She didn't know about the vampires yet and I wanted to keep it that way.

Luckily it was getting dark, so I didn't need the car or any protective clothing. Walking to the end of the street, I looked around. Where could I start? Morganville wasn't a big town, but finding a girl in a town like this, with so many abandoned buildings is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

I started walking towards Common Grounds. Maybe someone had seen her around there. I saw a vampire car drive past and stop up ahead. I caught up with the car and tapped the vamp.

He turned around, wearing dark sunglasses. "What?"

"Are you looking for Claire Danvers?"

"Why do you want to know?" He asked, a bit rudely but I didn't care.

"She used to live with me and Amelie said to bring her to my house after you've found her." I explained.

"Your Michael Glass." He said.

"Yeah."

"Go back home, you don't need to be out here." He said and turned around and the guards walked down an alley. I sighed and walked down the street.

I sniffed the air. A lot of smells hit me, but I could vaguely detect the vanilla-y smell of Claire. It must be the shower cream she had been using before being kicked out.

I followed the smell trail down the street and into the less inhabited part of Morganville. The smells faded away but still the vanilla smell remained. I walked down the street some more and saw a house that looked ready to fall down. Claire wouldn't go in there, but it wouldn't hurt to call out.

"Claire! It's me, Michael! Where are you?" I called out. There was no answer for a bit, but I saw a door to a house in better condition, move. It might have been just the wind, but I checked anyway.

I walked up to the house and pushed open the door. "Claire? It's Michael." I said. No answer, so I walked in some more and looked around and took a sniff.

Claire had definitely been here. "Claire! Where are you? You don't need to hide." I said and walked through a door into a living room, where I saw Claire unconscious on the floor. I rushed over to her and shook her lightly. "Claire, Claire wake up."

She didn't stir. I began to pick her up to take her to my house, when I felt a breeze at the back of my neck. I turned around just in time to see a rock being hustled at my head.

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