A/N this episode picks up at the end of Time Stands Still Part 1 and continues forward. I'm trying to stay with the real storyline as well as my own version, so anything I haven't rewritten assume that it is as you already know it. Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi or anything from it, but am with everyone else on wishing I did ( would love to own a few of the boys). Also this is my first time so please be kind, but fair.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jay, Spinner, and Alex walked out of the auditorium laughing

"Did you see his face? Priceless!" Spinner said

"Do I have good timing or what?" Alex asked

" It was perfect, and nice touch with the feather's Spin. You know, I think we may be a better team than me and Cameron. I wanted to get him in on this one, but he trying to go strait. Student Welfare and all. He wouldn't even listen to when I tried to tell him the plan. I got as far as " Hey man, I got this great idea" and he was like "Jay whatever it is, I'm not up for it man" Jay said the last part in a mocking tone.

"Ellie's got that boy on a short leash, kinda like me!" Alex teased

"BURN!" Spinner snickered

"At least I have someone to take me for a walk. It must be very lonely in the doghouse. Your girlfriend dumped you on your ass!" Jay shot back

"Low blow, man, low." Spinner actually sound a little hurt.

"Guys, shut up for a minute . . . look!" Alex pointed down the hall

" RICK! What are you doing, LET GO!" a blonde girl down the hall screamed. The next thing they saw was her push a trophy into him and back away while saying something they couldn't hear. After that she turned and ran.

" What's that psycho doing now, did he just try to kiss Emma?" Jay asked shocked. His fists clenched at his side.

" He grabbed her, do you think she's okay?" asked Spinner " Should we check on her?"

" Nah., cause girl can handle herself all right, besides you think I care?" Alex said annoyed

" That's cold babe, even for you. Still bitter about her kicking your ass last year? I wish I could have seen that fight, I bet it was so hot." Jay teased " All that fight needed was mud . . . or maybe jell-O."

Jay received a nice hard smack upside the head, and a death stare went to Spinner before he could even crack a smile. They continued down the hall until Alex spotted Raditch.

"Okay boys that's my cue, gotta go act like a concerned V.P. Remember mouths shut boys, I've got a lot more riding on this than you." She gave Jay a quick kiss and walked off. " See you at lunch"

While the rest of the school was getting a free period to watch the game show from the auditorium or T.V.'s in a classroom Sean had chosen auto shop. Normally he was all for getting a free period to slack off and watch T.V. or whatever, but today he got to actually get stuff done without everyone asking for his help. Sean was busy with Jay's car trying to get Rick's calling card off without having to paint the whole door. He had already taken care of Spinner's car and Jay's was just about finished. He wiped off his hands and went to the sink by the door when he heard her.

"RICK! What are you doing LET GO!"

Sean dropped the rag and started to charge out the door, his heart speed up a little bit.

" I thought you loved me" Rick said

Sean stopped and peered out the door, he could only see Emma.

"I felt sorry for you. I pitied you. Get a clue."

She ran right past Sean, not even noticing that he was standing there staring. He took a step after her and then remembered his place. He headed back to the car and saw Rick rush by the window covered in yellow paint and feathers holding a trophy.

Is that Rick? What did I miss?

Rick walked home slowly holding on to the trophy like it may disappear at any second. He was dazed, not blinking as he put one foot in front of the other, not sure that he was really moving. His mind kept going back to that moment. He remembered everyone cheering for him. He thought this was his key to the door of forgiveness. Then suddenly paint poured down his body, it stung his eyes and his anger was the only thing that kept him from crying. It didn't stop there, feathers poured down him next and the auditorium shook with laughter.

Everyone laughing

Emma ran to the bathroom and into the first stall. She got sick instantly. After a few minutes she was able to stand again. She went to the sink and splashed water on her face. When she looked up, she saw four tiny imprints on her neck and one on her cheek left from Rick's fingers. She had a set to match on her left wrist. They were slightly tender but didn't look like they were turning into bruises just yet. Lower, on her jacket was yellow paint. She rubbed it with water and a paper towel not making any progress. She thought back to just a few moments before. When he grabbed her, she was so scared.

Maybe he really hadn't changed at all.

Rick reached his house and walked thru the front door

" Mother? Father?"

No one answered. Rick leaned against the wall and started to cry. He took a breath and went into his father's office. Rick's walls of reality tumbled down. He knew what he had to do. He set down the trophy and grabbed a sheet of paper.

I need a new list.

Flashes of the past weeks went thru his head,

We don't want him here Mr. Raditch

1. Emma Nelson

Psycho at six o'clock

2. Spinner Mason

SLAM! I said slam! Now pay attention next time

3. Jay Hogart

You might want to watch where your going LOSER!

4. Jimmy Brooks

You put my friend in a coma

5. Paige Mykelchuck

Or what freak? You're gonna put me in a coma?

Rick started to write Alex's name down as flashes continued, with each one a name was added to his list. As more flashes came, names began repeating. He finished it and looked it over, as a last second thought, he took Jimmy off. Jimmy was his friend now. He put the list in his pocket and turned. He knew what he had to do to make this stop. He went to his father's cabinet and pulled out a mahogany box. He set it on the desk and lifted the lid, inside was a 380 pistol with a mirrored chrome finish.

Jimmy sat in class thinking about what had happened. He felt so bad. He missed Terri just like everyone else, but he believed Rick was genuine in his apologies and attempt at self improvement. He was just misunderstood. He had anger issues, but obviously he must have them under control to have been able to deal with everyone lately, right? He has endured enough, and he didn't deserve the paint. Jimmy hadn't been a part of this plan, but he was pretty sure he knew who did. He was going to make sure it was dealt with accordingly.

Rick stood in front of the open case, staring at the cold metal. He reached out and ran his fingers along the satin pillow holding his only true friend. The only one who would understand, the one who would help ease his pain and end his suffering. As his hand brushed the gun he knew that this was his way, this would make them stop laughing. He picked up the gun and put it in his back pack. He would laugh as they fell to their knees.