The Stars Lie {Myrnin, Morganville Vampires}

Epilogue

I have attached the music video for 'We Remain' by Christina Aguilera (video from Hunger Games). I've used the song for a previous chapter, but just felt it was 'right' for this one, particularly at the very end. Click to listen to it if you get a chance.

Wow....I can't believe we have come to the final moments in this story...

Epilogue – Claire's POV

They were leaving.

Claire bit her lip, feeling an all too familiar ache in her chest. She shoved back the sadness and relentlessly focused on cleaning the lab, trying to funnel the pain out of her heart and into her task at hand. She scrubbed the surface of one of the tall tables, a little violently, working around the vials and equipment of their latest project.

"Claire?" Myrnin spoke her name quietly but she jumped anyway, startled out of her internal distress. She spun around to face him. The rag she still held spun with her, making contact with an empty glass beaker, effectively causing it to become airborne and land in a crash of broken glass on the hard cement floor. She let out a sharp cry of frustration, jerking her body back toward the table to examine the new mess she was going to have to clean.

Instantly, Myrnin was behind her, his arms wound around her waist. "It's going to be okay," he whispered into her hair.

She shook her head, not trusting herself to speak.

Myrnin gently turned her to face him.

Claire's lip quivered, "I just got her and now I'm going to lose her."

"You know she will never be far from you," he reminded her softly.

"It's not the same," she replied, her voice breaking.

Myrnin led her over to the couch and tucked her body against his chest as silent tears rolled down her cheeks. He didn't say anything, but what more could be said? They had already had this conversation many times, since the moment Adrianna and 1409 Myrnin had decided to return to his life in Conwy.

Claire remembered that night with startling clarity. They had all been laughing, chatting about their future possibilities. Adrianna had teased 1409 Myrnin, "You could always find a real job. You know, gainful employment might be good for you."

His eyes had sparkled, "I think my time as a king has ruined any chance I might have at living a common existence."

Adrianna rolled her eyes, and then said with a playful glint, "You seem so normal to me. I really can't picture you as royalty."

His expression turned soft as he said, "I wish I could have shown it to you. You would have made a stunning queen."

Claire had seen it in that moment, an idea growing in Adrianna's eyes. She held her breath, afraid of what Adrianna would say next. Adrianna confirmed her fears when she replied hesitantly, "We could...if you still want to..."

1409 Myrnin sat straight up and looked at her with a burning intensity. "Do you want that?" he whispered, the eagerness in his tone impossible to miss.

The moment had been endless as they stared at each other. Claire had turned away, the pain in her chest threatening to stifle her. But still she 'saw' Adrianna's response through the connection she would always have to her.

"Yes," Adrianna said slowly as she walked out of the little kitchenette, excitement growing over her features.

1409 Myrnin disappeared from the chair he was in, only to reappear again in Adrianna's arms. He spun her around as she squealed in surprise. He set her down and looked carefully at her, concern creasing his brow. "Are you sure you are able to do that?"