Song credit: "Little Do You Know" by Alex and Sierra Look it up; it's beautiful.
He couldn't sleep right away since he thought about Lisanna, before she got all possessed. He imagined what would have happened if they weren't interrupted. Seeing her delicate curves and having those blue eyes stare deeply into his green ones. Tasting her sweet lips and tongue. He shook those thoughts off and tried to sleep. About an hour later, Lyon came and woke him up.
"Gray and Juvia are back."
That reminded Bickslow of the severe butt kicking he owed Gray for keeping him in the dark. He stomped downstairs into the living room and before Gray could speak, Bickslow punched him to the floor.
"Gray," cried Juvia as she went to tend to him.
"What the frick, man?!"
"That's for not telling me sooner!"
"About what?!"
"You knew it was here! You knew the minute we walked into this house you felt it! And you didn't bother to tell me?!"
"Lyon!"
"Don't blame me; you're the one who didn't open up. Besides, he only found out after we listened to the footage from last night."
"What happened," asked Juvia.
"We were listening to the recording of Lisanna talking to whichever spirit," began Bickslow who had calmed down a bit. "We still couldn't hear what the spirit said but then the sound went crazy and clear as day we heard, 'I'm still here'. And the equipment went kaput."
"But, I was able to get it working again," added Lyon.
"Is that all that happened," asked Gray.
Lyon and Bickslow just looked at each other, wondering if they should tell of what happened between Bickslow and Lisanna.
"Guys," eyed Gray.
"Lisanna was," began Lyon.
"Attacked," interrupted Bickslow. "She was about to hurt herself but Lyon was able to knock her out through pressure points. I'll go check on her."
Bickslow looked at Lyon one more time, silently telling him to not say anything more. Lyon got the hint and turned his attention back to Gray and Juvia.
"Did the lead pan out?"
"Sort of," answered Gray rubbing his cheek. "She didn't know much and the two people who would have passed on."
"All we know is that the Kellin family wasn't as happy as everyone thought," said Juvia.
They turned to see that Bickslow had brought Lisanna to the living room.
"How are you feeling," asked Lyon.
"Ok, my body is a bit sore though."
"Do you remember anything," asked Gray.
"No, I was talking to Bickslow and then, nothing."
She turned and winked at Bickslow. They had agreed they would keep their make out session private.
"Lisanna, we really need to know what the spirits have been telling you," said Gray.
"And I told you before that I can't say," glared Lisanna.
"Lisanna, if we're gonna get rid of these spirits we need to know what they want and what they've been saying. They only seem to talk to you so you need to talk to us," yelled Gray.
"I don't have to take this third degree from you! Just leave me alone!"
Lisanna stormed off outside. Gray was about to go after her when Juvia stopped him.
"Why don't you let me handle this. She might respond better without someone yelling at her."
"I wasn't yelling. I was speaking loudly to prove a point."
"That counts as yelling," smirked Bickslow and Gray growled at him.
"I think I know why she won't talk," Juvia continued.
"You do," asked Lyon.
"Yes, but please; let me handle it."
Gray nodded and Juvia followed Lisanna to where she went. She found her on a tree swing looking down and swaying back and forth.
"Hi Lisanna," she said sweetly.
"Go away," Lisanna snapped.
"Relax, I'm not here to grill you. I just want to talk."
"Fine. But don't ask me about the spirits."
"Alright." Juvia paused and just took in the environment. "What happened to your parents?"
"Car accident according to Mira. I was really little when it happened. I don't remember much about them."
"I lost my parents too when I was young. I was placed in foster care and went from home to home for a long time till I aged out of the system. I was quiet, kept to myself; a lot of kids teased me and made fun of my disposition."
"Which was?"
"Gloomy. I was a very gloomy girl."
"You don't seem like it now."
"That's all thanks to Gray. I met him at college. I was studying to be a social worker to help foster kids like I was. He was doing religious and cultural studies. We were in the library and he and I went for the same book. I insisted he have it and I would look for something else. Later while I was doing research I heard the thump of someone putting a book down. I looked to see it was him, said he was finished and let me have it. Normally, I would have said thank you and that would be it, but something told me to do more. Long story short, we've been together ever since."
"So how did this spirit thing come about?"
"Let's just say that some friends of mine wanted to try a Ouija board and the results were not pleasant."
"Is that why you have scars on your wrists?"
Juvia instinctively pulled her sleeves. "They are the result of what happened when I didn't disclose what spirits wanted. A lot of people were hurt, including Gray."
"Why didn't you tell?"
"I was scared of what would happen if I did." Juvia paused and looked at Lisanna with compassion. "I know you're scared Lisanna. But you have to trust Gray and Bickslow and Lyon and myself. We want to help you; you don't have to tell me everything, just something to help us along."
Lisanna thought for a moment.
"The attic," she replied. "They say to stay out of the attic. That's where he likes to play."
"Who?"
"That's all I'm going to say. Please don't ask any more."
"Alright, let's go check the attic then."
"Didn't you hear me? We're supposed to stay out," said a panicked Lisanna.
"But we need to see what's up there in order to know what happened and how to appease them. I need your help on this."
"Ok. But I'm not going up there."
"That's fine; I'll just take a look and then we can tell Gray and the others."
They went back inside and went to the attic entrance. Juvia pulled the string and the ladder came down. Lisanna looked scared out of her mind and refused to get closer; Juvia gave her a sympathetic look and climbed the ladder. It was dark, save for light coming through the windows.
"Do you use the attic," Juvia called down.
"No, this is the first time it's been opened since we've moved in."
"Why?"
"It's never opened till now."
That made Juvia worry but she pressed on. She saw lots of boxes and sheet covered items. She made her way further back and her foot touched something heavy. She looked down and saw it was a chain; a big, heavy chain.
"What's this doing up here," she wondered.
What she saw next horrified her; a large table was in the middle of the room. She saw various tools of torture on another table. She then heard faint screams of a woman and children. She quickly ran back to the entrance but it slammed shut. She couldn't get the latch to open. She banged on the door.
"Lisanna! Open the door!"
Lisanna was cowering in the corner with tears streaming down her face, ignoring Juvia's cries.
"Open the door, please," Juvia yelled. Panic and fear quickly spread through her body as her banging continued to go unanswered. Suddenly, the same ominous presence from before enters the room. She knew it all too well and it terrified her to think of what it was. She turned to see a dark shadow approaching her. Her eyes wide in fear.
"No! It can't be! Not you!"
"Hello, Juvia," it said with sinister glee.
Juvia screamed a blood curdling scream. It was then that Gray busted the door open and grabbed Juvia. Lyon quickly closed it and sealed it with a blessing. Bickslow was trying to calm Lisanna down who held onto him tight and kept whispering a certain phrase over and over. Juvia was shaking and couldn't catch her breath. Gray carried her to Mira's room and placed her on the bed.
"Juvia. Juvia, it's ok. I'm right here," he said soothingly while holding her hands. It didn't work; she was too worked up. Gray got on the bed with her and held her close. She instinctively clung to him, but she was still shaking and gasping for air. There was only one sure fire way to calm her down since it worked well before. He began to sing a gentle song.
"Little do you know, I know you're hurtin' while I'm sound asleep. Little do you know, all my mistakes are slowly drowning me. Little do you know I'm tryin' to make it better piece by piece. Little do you know I, I love you till the sun dies. Oh, wait; just wait. I love you like I've never felt the pain, just wait. I love you like I've never been afraid, just wait. My love is here and here to stay, so lay your head on me."
While he was singing, Juvia's breathing steadied and her body relaxed. When he finished, he kissed her forehead and rubbed her back.
"Are you ok," he whispered.
"Yes," she whispered back. "I can't believe you remembered it."
"How could I forget? It helped me realize what you mean to me. Remember singing it at the coffee shop?"
"Yeah; me on the piano, you on the guitar. We should do that again."
"We will, we will."
"I'm tired."
"I know. You rest, ok? I'll check on you later."
He kissed her on the lips and left the room. Lyon was there waiting in the hall.
"Is she alright?"
"Yeah; I want to let her rest before we ask her what happened. How's Lisanna?"
"Bickslow's still trying to calm her down. They're in her room. Gray, I heard the phrase she kept repeating. 'No, Daddy. I don't want to play.'"