A/n: Thank you so much to everyone that's reviewing, I love you all for it! It will all make sense in time, this chapter was kind of a filler to build up the tension ;) Thank you so so so much again! I never thought that this story would get this many reviews, I appreciate it so much you have no idea! I love you! ~x~

Chapter 8: Why is it always me?

"And through it all,
How could you cry for me?
Cause I don't feel bad about it.
So shut your eyes,
Kiss me goodbye,
And sleep.
Just sleep.

The hardest part is letting go of your dreams."

Sleep - MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE3


Claire:

I crawled over to a bench and sat there in the heat, sweat was dripping down my face as the panic rose as the seconds went by. Where was Michael? Shouldn't he have been here by now? How much time had passed...

Only two minutes. Oh my God. I was beginning to go insane. My mind wouldn't shut up! Just shut up! I screamed at myself and doubled over, falling off the bench and clutching my knees to my chest. I closed my eyes and that was a mistake.

I blacked out instantly.

Myrnin:

The main building of the Morganville University was a dump. And I've been to some pretty horrid places over the years but this, it didn't even deserve to be called a University. I grumbled, muttering random nonsense that wasn't making much sense in my head as I walked down the halls looking for my young apprentice; Claire.

I needed her to assist me with something and she wasn't answering her communication device. I never understood all of the latest technology. It took ages for Claire to teach me how to switch on the bloody thing, let alone use it. But I managed to dial her number earlier and rang her in a panicked state.

Wait a second...I stopped in my tracks and looked out of the window in the hallway. A girl was curled up in the middle of the floor outside next to a bench, why would she do such a thing? Didn't she hear of vampires? I decided to be the good citizen that I am and go and check it out.

I blurred over to her, the sun already taking effect as soon as I stepped out. I scooped her up in my arms and ran to the shade in a corner. It was Claire! Alas!

"Claire?" I asked, laying her on the ground and looking her up and down to check for any damage. She had a little blood pooling out of her skull which was dampening her hair, and she had a few drops of blood on her face. What had ever happened to her?

"C-Claire?" I repeated myself, shaking her gently, careful to not be too harsh on her. I listened carefully. A heartbeat. Thank the Lord. But it was faint. I brushed the back of my hand across her cheek and let out a sigh of relief, thank God that I was here. I don't know what would have happened if I didn't turn up. Oliver may have come out for an early-morning snack. Or any newborn vampire for that matter, if they wanted to risk getting burnt in the sun that was.

I heard the sound of loud footsteps and in a second I was thrown to the side by a blonde haired man. Ah, it was Mr. Glass. I recovered and sighed at him as he started to smoke in the sun, even through his home-made "Sun-proof" outfit. I scooped Claire up into my arms without thinking and ran inside of the building, he followed and I handed her gently to him.

"Do you know what's happened to her?" I asked, concerned for her health.

"An incident happened around twenty minutes ago a-and I think that she got hurt pretty bad." Michael brushed a strand of her hair from her face. "Claire...Talk to me...Please..." Michael pleaded, gazing down at her life-less face. If it wasn't for her heartbeat you'd think that she was dead. She was already naturally pale enough, not to mention that now she was unconscious. It gave her face a chalk-like look. And it definitely did not suit her, it only fit vampires.

"S-She'll be okay, right?" I asked him with a raised eyebrow. Mr. Glass sighed and shook his head,

"I don't know, Myrnin. I'm sorry. I'm going to take her home. Now," I nodded slowly.

"As you wish. Tell Claire when she wakes that I expect to see her soon. I did save her from being melted by the sun." I pointed outside for emphasis, Michael nodded slowly and pulled his hate forwards over his face more before smiling a little at me and disappearing into the distance with Claire in his arms.

Hopefully taking her to safety so she couldn't be hurt again. I locked my hands behind my back and stalked through the corridors again, looking for anything useful in my lab, or maybe an insect that Bob the spider could have for dinner tonight.

Claire:

My eyes were forced open and I gasped, being pulled back into reality. I pulled away from them and Michael smiled wide at me, "Claire! Your here!" He laughed a little in disbelief and I groaned, relaxing back into the pillow when my head throbbed. It was killing like a bitch! Michael frowned and brushed the back of his hand across my cheek, I glanced up at him and he smiled back at me. It was the smile which said 'I'm Michael Glass and I'm about to rock your world.'

"Why does it hurt so much?" I groaned, Michael grabbed an ice pack from the side of him and placed it on my forehead.

"I think you might have a concussion, just sleep, Claire...You'll feel better, the more rest that you get." Michael nodded slowly and I cuddled up into his chest more. Sleep sounded like a pretty decent idea right now.

A/n: Remember to review me what you thought and the next chapter'll be up soon! It would be my DREAM to get to 100 reviews by new year, I might get there if I upload two chapters a week...Anyway, Byee! ^_^