A.N. And now you get a Chapter Three. You guys are so lucky today! Like I said, the muse is strong with this story. Well, anyway, I hope you guys like this chapter.

OooOooOooOooO (Binx POV)

The broom began to drop as Winnie shot us out of the sky. "Going down!" I shouted as the vehicle spiraled out of control. I quickly let go of the broom and held onto Lacy instead. As the ground drew ever closer, I repositioned her so that she would land on me instead of the ground. As I struck the packed dirt of the cemetery, my world went dark.

For a few moments, all was silent. Then, through the blackness, I heard a voice, but it wasn't clear. Finally, something broke through the haze. "Binx, I need you." 'Lacia,' I realized. 'She needs my help.' I opened my eyes to see her leaning over me with her anxious gaze fixed on my face. When she discovered that I was conscious, she shifted out of the way so that I could get up. After a moment, I did so.

"We need to get out of here," she mumbled. I nodded while still watching the redheaded girl.

"Are you okay?" I inquired as I looked her over for injuries. There weren't any that I could see, but I was still worried.

"I'm alive and well. You're the one who just slammed into the ground from forty feet in the air! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. I can't die, remember? Don't worry about me. Now, don't you have someone to take care of you? A big brother-" my voice caught in my throat for a second at the painful memories before I forced my way on, "or something? Someone to protect you?"

She shook her head. "I'm an only child, my dad's gone, and my mom's out of town. I'm staying with my friend Katie, but she won't be any help. So no, I'm on my own here."

"That's not true. You're not on your own; you've got me," I told her firmly. Even in the dark, I could detect the slight blush that overtook her face.

"Now then," I began, "the witches can't set foot here because this is hallowed ground, so we have some time to talk. There are some things I want to know. First things first, why did you light the candle?"

"I didn't," Lacy groaned. "My friend Katie did. It was an accident; she just wanted some light. I wouldn't help her find the switch because I didn't want to be there in the first place, and she couldn't find it, so she lit the candle to provide some light. She didn't realize it was the Black Flame Candle until I pointed it out. Anyway, she ran out when things started going bad and left me on my own. That's how I know she wouldn't be of any help," she explained.

"Nice," I snarled sarcastically. I was angry that any friend would leave someone like Lacy to fend for his-or-herself against the Sanderson Sisters.

"It's okay," Lacy comforted me. "You were there, and it all turned out fine." She patted my arm lightly.

I forced down my boiling blood and focused on my next question. "What did you mean, your dad is gone?"

OooOooOooOooO (Lacia POV)

"That's not true. You're not on your own; you've got me," Binx replied. I blushed lightly at the commitment of the statement. 'He must care about me at least a little to say that. It's more than I get from most people.'

"Now then, the witches can't set foot here because this is hallowed ground, so we have some time to talk. There are some things I want to know. First things first, why did you light the candle?" Binx asked.

"I didn't," I retorted with a groan. "My friend Katie did. It was an accident; she just wanted some light. I wouldn't help her find the switch because I didn't want to be there in the first place, and she couldn't find it, so she lit the candle to provide some light. She didn't realize it was the Black Flame Candle until I pointed it out. Anyway, she ran out when things started going bad and left me on my own. That's how I know she wouldn't be of any help." Truthfully, I was a little bitter about that. Katie was supposed to be my friend, and instead she just abandoned me when things got rough. 'I would never have done that to her,' I thought.

I glanced up at Binx's face and saw pure rage. "Nice," he spat. I felt the sudden need to make him feel better.

"It's okay. You were there, and it all turned out fine," I pointed out as I laid a hand on his arm.

He swallowed hard and appeared to refocus. I wished he hadn't as he asked his next question. "What did you mean, your dad is gone?"

Bad memories washed over me in a tide of sadness and anger. "He… he died," I choked out. "A couple of years ago, he got in a car accident with a drunk driver. He died on the way to the hospital. My parents were in the middle of a divorce, and my mom wouldn't even let me go to the funeral." I paused there for a second, but hostility overcame me. "She didn't even let me go to the funeral!" I shouted furiously. Then I dropped to a miserable whisper. "I didn't even get to say goodbye."

A single tear dripped down my nose and onto my hand. After a moment of hesitation, probably stemming from the fact that he barely knew me, Binx tugged me into a hug. That opened the floodgates. Before I knew it, I was weeping almost hysterically into his shoulder, he had pulled me into his lap, and he was stroking my hair comfortingly.

"Shh, shh, shh, Lacy. It's okay. I've got you; I'm here," he murmured into my back as he held me. I wrapped one arm around his neck to pull myself closer, and the other hand fisted itself in his torn white shirt as I cried. One of his arms wrapped around my waist, and the other hand continued caressing my hair gently.

After a while, the sobs slowed to sniffles, but Binx continued to hold me. I certainly wasn't complaining; it was nice. But then, maniacal cackling filled the air.

"Well, aren't you two… close?" Winifred taunted as she and the other witches swooped in low on their brooms.

"I think they're cute," Sarah sighed from behind Mary. 'You would,' I thought.

"Now I see why you saved her, Thackery Binx," Winnie commented. I reddened slightly in both embarrassment and indignation at the implications of her statement. "But no matter. You have some things that belong to us, and we want them back."

"Yeah, give 'em back," Mary added.

Binx released me carefully, settled me on the ground again, and stood. He took a protective stance in front of me. "Don't you dare harm her. Besides, you can't set foot here; it's hallowed ground."

"Oh, I can't. But Billy can. In fact, he's already here." As she began chanting something in low tones, I looked to Binx for an explanation.

"Who's Billy? And what does she mean by he's already here?" Binx just shook his head.

"No time. We need to get out of here now; I'll explain later." He grabbed my hand, hauled me to my feet, and began running toward the gate of the cemetery with me right at his heels. That is, until I tripped over a tree root.

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A.N. So, what did you think of this chapter? Did you like it? I figured I needed to give a little background on Lacia, since she's an OC, hence the bit about her dad. But anyway, how was it? Tell me by pressing that pretty little button at the bottom there. You know, the one that says 'REVIEW?'