A/N: I know that last chapter Lucy asked Jack to drive her to RI. I've decided that it'd be easier and less stupid if she drove herself :)

DISCLAIMER: Unfortunately, I do not own GH, TAPS or any of the affiliations. Thank you, have a nice day :)

My gray coup pulled into the parking lot of the TAPS headquarters. My suitcase was in the back and there were definitely some butterflies in my stomach. I took a breath and got out of my car. I straightened my shirt a bit and began walking towards the entrance.

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As I went into the building, my eyes quickly scanned the walls. My eyes landed on the reception desk, recognizing the redhead sitting in front of the computer. She looked up and smiled at me.

"Hey Lacey! How are you?" Amy said, standing up.

I smiled and gave her a quick hug. "I'm going great. How about yourself? How is it being the only girl now?" I asked, laughing a little.

Amy rolled her eyes and laughed. "It sucks a little, but you're here!" she said, smiling.

"For this case, at least." I replied. "Where are Jason and Grant?"

"Back in their office, in that direction." Amy told me, pointing down a hallway. I thanked her and began walking down the hall.

I stopped at the office door and took a breath before knocking on the door. "Come in." a voice called from inside the room. I took another breath and opened the door.

Jason and Grant were sitting at a desk, looking at their own computers. Grant glanced up and smiled when he saw me.

"Hello, Lacey. It's good to see you again." He said, standing up and walking over to me.

"You too. Thanks again for this." I replied, shaking his hand as Jason stood up.

"Well, thank you for coming up and helping us. We know it's not a short trip from Baltimore." Jason said, shaking my hand as well. I smiled and nodded. "The rest of the team should be here shortly, so we'll leave around noon."

I was sitting in the front room talking to Amy when a youngish looking guy with light brown hair walked in. He looked over at me and seemed a bit confused.

"Hey Adam. This is Lacey. She's going to join us on this case. Lace, this is Adam." Amy said. Adam smiled and walked over to me.

"Hey Lacey. It's nice to meet you." He said, shaking my hand.

"You too." I replied, returning his smile. At this time, two guys walked in. One was thin and was wearing a gray pageboy cap, while the other was a bit bigger (definitely not in a bad way) and was wearing a simple TAPS baseball cap. I recognized them instantly and a smile spread over my face.

Tango saw me and smiled as well. "Lacey! It's good to see you again!" he said, walking over and giving me a hug.

"It's good to see you too!" I replied, hugging him back. "Hey, Steve. How're you doing?"

"I'm good, Lacey. And yourself?" he asked, smiling at me from under his baseball cap.

"I'm great. Ready to investigate with you guys again." I replied, smiling at him. He chuckled just as Jason and Grant walked in.

"Okay guys. As you may have found out, Lacey Swift is going to be joining us on our next case." Jason said, motioning to me. "We're going to Hollydale mental hospital in Downey, California. It's about a four day drive, so we need to get moving. Let's load up the vans and head out."

A few hours later, we were on our way to California. I was in the backseat of the van with Amy and Adam, having a conversation about myself, in a completely non-arrogant way

A/N: I know the van doesn't have a backseat, but you're going to have to deal with it :)

"So when did you become interested in the paranormal?" Adam asked from the driver's seat. I leaned forward a bit and thought.

"Uhm, when I was about sixteen? Yeah, sixteen, that sounds right." I replied, nodding my head. "The house I grew up in was weird. My parents never believed in that kind of stuff, so I couldn't really go beyond my own little investigation. It's actually how Jack and I met. He was being a creeper and listening to my conversation about my house, and we just started talking. A couple years later we formed the Baltimore Paranormal Society."

"Oh, that's cool. So you were still in college when you started? How old are you now?" Adam asked, glancing back at me.

"Yes, and I am currently twenty-six years old." I answered.

"What did you study in college?" Amy asked.

"I majored in photography. I opened a studio in Baltimore about a year ago." I told her, smiling a bit. Amy's eyebrows rose and she looked back at me.

"Really? What's it called?" she asked, turning a bit towards me.

"Uhm, A Thousand Words Studio." I told her. "You know, cuz a picture is worth a thousand words."

"Oh, that's unique. I'll have to look you up if I'm ever in Baltimore." Any said as the walkie crackled.

"Hey guys. We're going to stop for the night at the next exit." Jason's voice floated through it.

Amy replied with a "copy that" which was followed by Steve repeating it.

A/N: crappy ending, I know, and I apologize. Also, sorry there was this big gap between chapters. Work and school suck.