Hey guys! So, this story has been on my mind since I wrote a one shot similar to this storyline in my other story (Lockwood and Lucy and George, Oh My: Chapter 23). I really wanted to make it a full story, so that's what I did. The first couple of chapters might not have a lot of action, but it will only get better. I have ten chapters planned for this story and I will try and post at least every week! Also, this story is set between The Whispering Skull and The Hollow Boy! That's why Holly isn't in the story at the moment. Please leave any suggestions or reviews that you may have! Thank you and enjoy!

Chapter One

Lucy's POV

I slowly walked down the hallway, trying not to make a sound. The temperature was getting colder every step I took and I could feel goosebumps all over my arms.

Right at the end of the hallway was a woman. She had long black hair that was covered by a white veil. She was wearing a flowy white dress that reached the floor and spread out on the bottom in a gorgeous train. I could hear faint cries coming from her direction.

I thought he loved me!

The sudden voice in my head made me feel nauseous. My head was pounding and I was feeling a strong sense of ghost lock creeping up on me. I pushed it away and keep walking forward.

I was on the top floor of the wedding chapel, right next to the balcony where the woman took a heartbreaking leap.

He left me!

The woman spoke again and it was hard not to feel bad for her. Her fiancé left her right before her wedding. She was so distraught that she ended up taking her own life.

I stepped on a creaky floorboard and the ghost woman quickly turned around. I reached for my rapier and struck it at her right as she was about to touch me.

I took a few seconds to compose myself and then I went back into action. I only had a few moments before she returned and I had to find the source.

"I need backup!" I yelled behind my shoulder. I heard footsteps running up to me and I saw Lockwood come around the corner.

"Everything okay?" He asked and observed the room. Just the sound of his voice made me feel better.

"For now! I need you watch my back as I find the source and seal it," I demanded and returned to the task at hand.

I looked all over the room and couldn't find a single thing that could resemble a source. I sighed in frustration and looked over at Lockwood.

He was currently fighting over the women and I couldn't help but smile. He was exactly in his element. He had his rapier raised and was throwing magnesium flares with perfect aim.

He looked over at me and smiled with a crooked grin. "Like what you see?"

I blushed and quickly got up. I just wasted a good minute and we were no closer to locating the source.

"Try the balcony!" Lockwood offered and threw another flare.

I ran over to the balcony and looked for anything that would look like a source.

I was about to give up when I caught something under the corner of my eye. It was a diamond engagement ring.

I ran back to the chains I set up earlier and grabbed the seal. I ran back to the balcony and covered the ring. Everything went silent.

"She's gone!" Lockwood announced and I smiled. Another ghost down.

"We should probably go check on George," I said and went down the stairs two at a time.

I was in a surprisingly good mood. It only took us an hour to locate and destroy the ghost. Now we had the rest of the night to relax and do nothing.

I walked into the room where we left George and I screamed. George was lying on the ground, blue and in pain.

I ran over and crouched next to him. I could hear footsteps running down the stairs and I was forcefully pushed to the side.

Lockwood was frantically trying to wake George up. I could see him checking his pulse and quietly trying to reassure himself that George was fine.

"Is he alright?" I asked and wiped a tear off of my cheek.

George and I had gotten a lot closer the past couple of months and he was one of the closest friends I have. I didn't want to lose him.

"He's still breathing, which is good," Lockwood replied and I felt a weight lift off of my stomach. "We need to get him to a hospital fast!"

"How did this even happen?" I asked and Lockwood shook his head. "There was only one ghost and we were with it the whole time!"

Lockwood opened his mouth to respond, but instead gave a warning cry and pushed me to the side. I heard him draw his rapier from his belt and I saw him slice through an apparition.

I saw the source glowing from a nearby table and I ran over and cover it up. I rested my head against the wall and closed my eyes. I wasn't going to get the relaxing night I was hoping for.

~One Week Later~

I was sitting at the kitchen table working on a crossword puzzle when Lockwood came charging in. George, who was sitting across from me, looked up in alarm. He put down his sandwich and look at me in question. I just shrugged and looked up at Lockwood, who obviously had something to say.

"Yes?" I asked trying to break the silence. Ever since George's ghost touch incident, he had been very tense and distracted. Every time I tried to talk to him, he would stay that he was busy and completely ignore me. I didn't blame him any bit. I was acting the same way the day after George was ghost touched.

We got him to the hospital as quickly as we could. The doctors told us that he was very lucky and just needed to rest. That didn't stop Lockwood and I from pacing in the waiting room though. I couldn't get the sight of a blue George laying on the floor out of my head.

"I've been thinking," Lockwood announced and I raised an eyebrow at him. "We need another agent! Before you object, just hear me out! There's only three of us. As much as I love our little trio, three is a hard number. We can't split up and someone is always left behind. George wouldn't have been touched if he had someone with him. So, we need another agent," he finished.

I looked over at George to see his reaction. He was nodding his head slowing, frowning at his sandwich.

Me? I didn't want another member in Lockwood and Co. I liked how things were and I didn't want that to change.

"George? Lucy?" Lockwood asked, observing each of us.

"I don't like it!"

"I think it's a great idea!" We both spoke at the same time. I stared at George, eyes wide and mouth open.

"I think it would be very helpful to have an extra hand," George defended and I gave out a little huff and crossed my arms.

"I still don't like it. My answer was no last time you asked and it hasn't changed!" I snapped at both of them.

"Well, it isn't exactly your choice," Lockwood said slowly. "And besides, I already hired someone!"

"What!" I screamed and stood up fast, making my chair fall over. "You didn't even ask us!"

"Lucy I'm sorry! But I'm in charge and I think it's the only decision we have! I thought you'd be okay with it!"

I glared at him. I noticed that the Skull was giving me an amused expression. I gave it a rude gesture and crossed my arms at Lockwood.

"Lucy, listen," Lockwood said softly, walking over to me. He put his hand on my arm but I shook it away. He sighed.

"You should've asked us first!" I accused and sat back down at the table.

"I second that," George contributed.

"I'm sorry, but I had to do it! Let me explain?" He asked and I reluctantly nodded.

"I got a call from my uncle yesterday. I guess my cousin Grayson got fired from his job. He needs a job and I promised my uncle I would help him," he explained.

"Why was he fired? I don't think we should hire someone who can't keep their job," I stated.

Lockwood sighed. "He got in a fight with his employer. That's all! I made sure to check before I told my uncle I would give him the job," He explained.

I wanted to keep urging, but I knew I wouldn't win. Once Lockwood decides something there's no going back.

I took a deep breath. I guess I could give him a shot. He is Lockwood's cousin after all. I sighed and nodded. "Fine! I'll give him a chance," he stated.

Lockwood beamed at me and squeezed my shoulder lightly. "That's great, Luce!"

I smiled at him and he smiled back. I guess it was worth it.

~2 Days Later~

"What time was he supposed to arrive?" I impatiently asked Lockwood. We've been at the train station for what seem like three hours at this point.

Lockwood looked at the clock and shrugged his shoulders. "He's only an hour late,"

I groaned and sat down next to George on the bus. His arm was still in a cast from being ghost touched and he was trying to read with only one hand.

"Tell me again why we agreed to this," I whispered to him so Lockwood wouldn't hear.

George put his book down. "I agreed because I got want to get ghost touched again. Believe or not, that was not a pleasant experience. And you agreed so you could earn some points with Lockwood. I know the way you feel about him," he answered and gave me a smug smile.

I blushed. "I don't like Lockwood! We're friends, that's all!"

"I've heard that one before," he smirked and I felt a big urge to wipe that smirk right off of his face, but I was at a loss for words.

Did I like Lockwood more than a friend? Yeah we spend a lot of time together and my stomach always feels weird when I'm around. I do always want to be paired with him on jobs. I miss him whenever we aren't together and I can't stop thinking about him whenever we are together. Holy crap! I liked Lockwood!

Apparently, my silence was enough. George gave a chuckle and opened up his book again.

"He's here!" Lockwood announced. I looked up and saw a very good looking guy walking towards us.

He was tall and slim, very similar to Lockwood. Actually, he looked almost exactly like Lockwood. Every feature on his face was exactly the perfect size. The one thing that caught my attention were his eyes. They were very dark and mysterious. Something about them made me feel wary.

He made this way over to us and his eyes landed on me. A small, devious smile broke out on his face. I shifted uncomfortably.

"Guys, this is Grayson!" Lockwood introduced. He pointed to George and I. "That's George and Lucy."

He completely ignored George and looked at me again. "You didn't mention that I would be working beside a super hot agent chick. You know, I have a thing for girls who use rapiers," he grinned and I raised an eyebrow. This guy had nerves.

"Then go check out the girls at Fittes. I'm not interested," I snapped back at him. I knew guys like him. They were no good and I didn't feel like dealing with this kind of crap.

Grayson chuckled and walked over to the cab. I looked over at Lockwood, who was wearing a hard expression that I couldn't quite read. George was trying not laugh.

I meet Lockwood's glance. "Why didn't you say he was so lovely?"