Claire's Point of View

I placed around the living room of Amelie's house. I had contemplated disobeying and waiting around to see if Amelie was alright and all but then I thought she may not fully trust me in whatever plan she had to permanently kill Christopher.

I sighed and and paced across the living room again. When was she coming back? I had been here for over an hour.

Wait... It could be like those movies in which the person sends away the person they cared for most to prevent them from getting hurt or killed...

Just as I was getting myself all worked up for probably nothing, the door opened and in walked Amelie, her guards, Myrnin and... Oliver.

"Hello my dear. How are you today?" Myrnin asked.

"Great." I huffed and sat down heavily on the sofa. "What are you doing here?"

"Amelie asked whether I can help with luring in her mortal enemy. What are you doing here?"

"I live here, remember?"

"Funny, I remember you saying you were trapped here." Oliver said.

I glared at him. "Shut up. No-one asked you."

"Yes, Ollie no-one asked you." Myrnin repeated, more childishly.

Amelie sighed. "Quiet everyone."

Myrnin took a seat next to me and took apart the TV remote looking through the wires, with not a single concern of getting electrocuted.

I glanced over at Amelie and saw Oliver holding her hand, which sent a surge of anger through me. "You know this would never have happened if you had stayed with me." He said, quietly.

"I can't control who I have feelings for. Staying with you wouldn't have changed anything."

"At least then this Christopher guy wouldn't be obsessed with you and Claire."

"Don't be so closed minded. If he can do spells-"

"I meant he wouldn't be obsessed because Claire wouldn't be around. You would have let her die with her boyfriend."

Amelie and Oliver shared an unreadable look, but I guessed it wasn't a pleasant one. Amelie took her hand out of Oliver's. "Are you really sure of that? He could just have come because of my feelings for her."

"They will fade. You would have never have met him if you let her go the human way. Remember she hated you for a long time after you changed her and kept her locked up in her little prison."

"That was a long time ago. There is no use dwelling on the past. If your not going to help me, you might as well leave. I'm sure Myrnin and Claire would be happy about that." Amelie's voice or face showed no expression and even I, who had come to learn a tiny bit of what was behind the mask, couldn't work out what she was feeling. Maybe she wasn't leaving anything at all.

"Fine. What would you like help with my Lady?" Oliver asked, in a sickly sweet tone.

"You think up the plan. Check it with me and I tell you whether I approve of it. Myrnin will make what I need to bring him in and Claire's bait."

That snapped me out of wherever I was. "Wait what?"

"Your bait." Myrnin said. "You shouldn't be too insulted. I hear being bait is an exciting pass time."

"Why? He's more interested in you."

"Becuase I said so. And recently he's been taking an interest in you, so your perfect." Amelie replied.

Amelie's Point of View

"With any luck, you won't come back." Oliver said another unnecessary thing to wind Claire up.

I sent him a hard look. "Quiet."

"Can't Myrnin go? Or you? He's more interested in you." Claire asked.

"No. Everyone has there part to play and you have yours. Now quiet and go with Myrnin to help him build... Whatever he's building." I dismissed her and turned back to Oliver who had already written down several notes.

"Well, being with Claire with his knowledge is not a favourable plan."

"Why not? He's obsessed with your relationship with her, it's an obvious idea." Oliver shrugged.

"Its a bad one. Think of something else."

Claire's Point of View

"Do you know what's wrong with Amelie?" I asked, following Myrnin outside. It was night time, but a bit chilly.

"Why do you think there is anything wrong with her?" Myrnin asked, looking through a car repair yard or bits of scrap metal or whatever he's looking for.

"Well... She's not herself. It's like she completely shut down or something."

"Well if her previous conversation with Oliver is anything to go by, it might be that, but Amelie is not one to be ruled by emotion. Another reason might be your not used to seeing this side of her." He picked up a piece of metal that had lethal sharp edges. He tested them on his finger and no surprise, it slit open. I cringed and looked away.

"She almost killed me sometimes, I've seen her almost smile, I've seen here when she was fighting Bishop, what other side is there?" I asked.

"The side that has no idea where her feelings lie."

My gaze snapped back to Myrnin. "What do you mean?"

"Do you think your the only person she has gone to bed with? By the way, nothing gets past me... much. I thought you were her when you came to the lab one day." Myrnin gets distracted and drops the sharp metal and picks up a chunkier one.

"Myrnin, focus. What do you mean?"

"Well, as you may or may not know Amelie has had both male and female lovers. Of course they never lasted long. They either got eaten, died naturally, died of the plague or she got bored of them. Other times, she would be in love with someone," he coughed 'Oliver'. "Then she would fall in love with this other guy. And she would shut down to prevent Oliver from finding out."

"You don't think that's happening right? She's not doing it to push me away?"

"My guess is she is pushing you away because you did something wrong." Myrnin shrugged. "I may have been her friend for centuries, but I don't know everything about her. If you wake up one day to find her in the arms of Oliver or someone else, don't be too disappointed."

"So that is what's happening? She's making me bait to get rid of me, so she can be with Oliver without any problems from me?" Just thinking about it, made my throat close up.

"Jumping to conclusions is always a downside to humans..." Myrnin shook his head and threw another sharp metal over his shoulder, narrowly avoiding impaling my head on it.

"So what do I do?!"

"I'm not a relationship therapist, Claire! Now are you going to help me find more metal or not?" Myrnin asked, annoyed.

I glared at him. "These will slice my fingers off."

"Mine are still attached. Just look for pieces with holes in them or especially sharp edges. I can make them into something."

I sighed and knelt down carefully picking up pieces of metal and checking them, but my mind was on Amelie. Would she really leave me?