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"Now," the headmaster sighed as the four of them sat infront of him. "Kelly, as far as I could see, you were being attacked, you are free to go and can press charges against Miss Blue if you wish," the head master said as Crystal's mouth gaped open.
Ivy just stared at Crystal wide eyed. "What the hell did you do?"
"It's not what I did!" Crystal snapped back quietly as the head master waited for a response from Kelly.
Ivy shrugged.
"She slept with Jack!" Crystal mouthed anger covering her face.
Ivy's face burned with rage and she turned to give Kelly a death stare.
"No! Thanks! I think I'm fine! Can I go?" Kelly demanded and the head master nodded as she disappeared.
"Now, Miss Valentine, and Mr Winchester, what were you doing nosing around in the reception paper files?" he asked his thick grey eyebrows almost covering the whole of his eyes.
"We…were…" Ivy struggled to find words, Crystal frowned but worked out they were probably searching the files for Alice.
"…completing a private research project, I wanted to look up the schools very old system and accident reports, and compare them with modern day aspects within the schools new system," Sam blurted out, the girl's weren't even sure if he knew what he was talking about, but it seemed to work.
"Ah…well next time do the sensible thing and inform someone about it!" he ordered and they both nodded. "Although I'm keeping my eye on you Valentine, and Blue, this isn't the first time you've both bumped into trouble!" he warned. "Now Miss Blue I'll let you off with a warning if you write a letter of apology to Miss Hans,"
Crystal grit her teeth but nodded. "Yes sir,"
Sam frowned as he noticed Alice Day labelled on a file at the head masters desk. As the head master stood up to look out the window he carefully and quickly swiped it from the desk.
"Ok, you can leave," he said his backs still too them.
They left and rushed outside the school building where Dean was waiting for them. "Sheesh did you hear that guy order me away from you?" Dean spoke to Crystal sighing and pissed off. "What did he think I wanted from you two a threesome?" he asked.
"Don't tell me you didn't think about it once?" Crystal smirked and Dean tilted his head to the side nodding and envisioning it at the same time.
"I managed to swipe this from the head masters desk, apparently he is also interested in Miss Alice Day," Sam sighed flicking through the files. "I still can't figure out why Melissa's mom had Alice's journal," Sam said thinking out loud.
"Me neither," Dean sighed looking at Crystal as she hung her head as they walked.
"Well they have an address for Alice's mum, we can stop by her house and ask her some questions," Ivy shrugged and Sam nodded.
"I'll…stop by the house, I need a shower, I'm all hot after that fight," Crystal sighed as they all stopped by the girl's cars that were parked next to each other.
"Yeah…I'll come with you, after we can go ask Melissa's mom some questions on the journal," Dean sighed looking at Sam.
"I'll go with Ivy, check up on EMF at the house," Sam nodded, they all nodded in agreement (except Crystal) and got in the appropriate car.
Crystal drove slow, there was virtually no traffic, but she just didn't know what to do with herself. The very first person who helped her was Jack, he showed her everything, virtually got her into the popular crowd and now it was crashing down infront of her eyes. He never used to be like that and she didn't understand what made him change.
"You ok?" Dean asked some sympathy in his voice.
Crystal nodded.
"Listen, that Jack guy, he's a complete jerk forget about him," Dean shrugged looking out the window.
Crystal held back the tears as the good memories flowed through her head.
*Flash back first day they arrived at their new school*
Crystal clutched at her side bag as if for support, Ivy was still in class and she had no-one to hang around with at break, she felt small, insignificant. She felt self-conscious, she had a couple of bruises left, and some minor grazes, she hid them by wearing skinny jeans and a long top, but she felt like that was the reason people were staring at her. The swelling in her eye had gone down, but not completely, her lip was still sore, and her left cheek had a nice yellow bruise – but she was healing, and she knew that was the important part – but again she hid most of that with make-up, so why were people staring at her?
"Hey there," a very handsome man walked up to her. He had ice blonde hair and perfect white teeth, he seemed unnatural in so many ways, no-one could have that much beauty and still be human.
"Hi," she smiled and looked around for Ivy.
"I'm Jack, you…waiting for someone?" he asked feeling sorry for this poor girl.
"Yeah, actually, the other new girl…she's a friend of mine," Crystal half smiled and clutched at her bag even tighter.
He felt the nerves in the atmosphere and thought it best to ease them. "You had a tour of the school yet?" he asked and she shook her head. "Come with me I'll show you around," he beamed and jerked his head for her to follow him.
She thought about it, still looking for Ivy with her eyes, but nodded and followed him.
~ Present day ~
Crystal held in the tears as she remembered that day and took in a deep breath clutching at the steering wheel as she drove.
"He wasn't always like that," Crystal commented and Dean perked his head up. "He was sweet, kind, got good grades…but then he met Kelly, started talking to her more, really I was stupid not to see it,"
"Hey if you think you trust someone you trust someone, they're in the wrong for breaking that trust," Dean shrugged as they pulled up to the house.
Crystal turned off the engine and they simply sat in her car. "You know…sometimes I wonder…what would have happened if we didn't move here? Where would I be right now?" Crystal said and thought dead in a hole, but decided not to say that outloud. "But then I remind myself we're safe here, I'm surrounded by friends, and it feels good, but Kelly and this stupid ghost had to screw it up!" Crystal sighed frustrated as she hit the steering wheel.
"Don't worry we'll get these sons-of-a-bitches!" Dean urged and they got out of the car.
Meanwhile Ivy and Sam where driving towards Alice Day's old house, Sam sat in the passenger seat reading over the files, with the journal in his hands.
"Alice led a tough life," Sam commented and Ivy nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, the popular crowd seem a thousand times worse than the one we have today," Ivy said thinking outloud. "I mean that popular crowd were less slutty and easy, they were butch, fierce, and loved humiliating people," Ivy commented and Sam smirked.
"So you think Crystal is slutty and easy?" Sam asked raising an eyebrow. "Wow, now I know why Dean went with her,"
"Hey!" Ivy snapped hitting Sam's arm playfully. "I never said she was, yeah she's in the popular crowd but…she's not like them! I mean she has fights with them, and she wins each time, but she ain't easy or slutty, I mean for pete's sake she hasn't even lost her virginity yet!" Ivy spoke fast and threw her hands up in the air whilst driving, but still controlled the car, and quickly placed them back down on the wheel.
"Sorry," Sam mumbled unsure of what to say, he didn't understand why both Ivy and Crystal seemed very…stressed, he just wanted to know that everything was ok.
Ivy wanted to turn the conversation on to someone else, preferably Sam as he didn't get a chance to answer her earlier question. "What made you go back to hunting, I mean after Stanford? You must have loved it to go in the first place…what made you leave?" she asked and Sam shifted in his seat.
"Are we nearly there?" he sighed taking a deep breath.
"Hey you said so yourself it's better to talk about it," Ivy smirked, practise what you preach came into her mind.
"My brother," Sam said looking down at his feet. "Our…Dad, he went missing, well he still is," Sam sighed and Ivy gripped the steering wheel. She closed her eyes quickly trying to hold back every emotional instinct she had then opened them and focused intently on the road.
"Really?" she sighed.
"Yeah, we know he's alive, well we hope he is, but Dean had to go to where is last case was, and he needed my help," Sam shrugged and sighed, it did feel good talking about it, especially as to him the atmosphere felt light to Ivy she wished she never asked. Sam was about to ask again about Ivy but she stopped the car.
"We're here," she said sighing. They stopped and stared at the house for a while, "Shit!" Ivy cussed.
"What?" Sam asked in a panick.
"I don't have any fake I.D!" she groaned.
"Well…you have been out of the business for a while," Sam frowned looking at her up and down. "Well I have my police badge and we can say you're my intern," Sam smiled and they got out the car and walked towards the house.
Back at Ivy and Crystal's apartment Crystal grabbed a couple of fresh towels and examined her nose in the living room mirror, it wasn't as bad as she thought, it wasn't crooked just a bit bruised.
"You need a pack of peas or something?" Dean asked looking in their freezer.
"No thanks," Crystal sighed, "I'm going to have a shower after that we'll go to Melissa's," Ivy nodded and closed the bathroom door as she entered.
Dean sighed and grabbed a can of beer from the fridge, he popped it open and settled down on the couch flipping the TV on to watch some random soap.
Sam breathed in and knocked on Alice Day's door. Ivy became suddenly nervous and Sam glanced at her worryingly.
"I'm fine!" she snapped to him and straightened her posture.
The door creaked open and an elderly woman walked out, white hair flowing past her hips. She eyed us up cautiously and Sam showed her his badge.
"My name is officer Brian Newman and this is my intern, are you Mrs Day?" he asked politely bending down slightly so he was more her height.
"Yes," She replied in a typical grandma's voice. "What's wrong? Is it my husband?"
"No, no, no," Ivy demanded shaking her head and hands.
"We're here regarding your daughter's death, Alice," he gulped, the amount of different responses he got when he said that to people, a door in his face was what he normally expected.
The old woman looked at her feet and a tear rolled down her leathery skin. She nodded and stepped aside to let them in.
She sat them down on a sofa that looked like it was from the sixties, and she sat on a rocking chair infront of them stroking a tabby cat.
"My daughter's death was, well I hope you understand, it was difficult and it still hurts to talk about it today so what is this about?" She asked shyly as they both nodded and Sam looked around the room at the photos of Alice as a child.
"We got reports that her death was a suicide, can you remember if her behaviour had changed before the time of her death? Any weird smells?" Ivy asked professionally and Sam seemed impressed as he listened.
The old lady screwed up her face. "No, she was a quiet girl, she just didn't get on with many people at the school…I guess…I should have done more," she sighed staring in the distance.
"I'm sure you did all that you could," Ivy leaned forward placing a hand on her knee comfortingly, Mrs Day smiled and rubbed her hand before Ivy pulled it away.
"So…was she bullied?" Sam pressed on.
The old woman sighed. "Yes, the teachers didn't do much back then to help, but it had a massive impact on her life. I was always working so was her father, she must have felt so alone in this world. She used to sit in this chair, rock back and forth and wait for one of us to show up, so she could tell us about her day, but we were too engrossed in our own lives and ignored her." She said staring off into the distance again.
"I'm sorry," Sam said sympathetically leaning forward also.
"Is there anymore questions?" she sniffed.
"Where was she buried? I know a lot of people who would like to pay their respects," Sam asked giving a soft smile.
The woman's face frowned and twisted with anger. "The body went missing shortly after the police found it, they classed it as murder until the case went cold, they gave up looking and said she killed herself and someone stole the body," she frowned and shrugged. "Didn't you know that?"
"Of course, sorry to have bothered you," Ivy said and they got up quickly to show themselves out. They ran to the car and Ivy started the engine and drove off quickly before the woman realised they weren't police officers.
"So if she killed herself, why was the body moved?" Sam frowned.
"I don't know," Ivy sighed, "Something very weird is going on."
"We should go back to your place, find out whether Dean and Crystal got anything," Sam mentioned and Ivy nodded.
Dean sighed watching the clock, Crystal had been in the shower for twenty minutes, Sam and Ivy were bound to come back at any minute. He was about to shout for her to hurry when the door bell rang. He sighed and got up taking his beer with him, he swung the door open and frowned when he saw who it was.
"Hey…" Jack frowned at him, he was carrying a bunch of red roses, Dean examined them and huffed.
"What are they? An apology, because it's a crap one!" he muttered taking a swig of beer as he leant against the doorway.
Jack took an intake of breathe. "Who are you?" he asked looking around him to see if Crystal was there.
"I could ask you the same question," Dean grinned back.
Jack frowned and examined Dean's physique, he was hot and he knew that any girl would fall for him, Jack sighed and looked around him again for Crystal. "I need to speak to Crystal is she in?" he asked.
"Yep," Dean smirked taking another swig of beer.
Jack tapped his foot impatiently. "Well…where is she?" he asked.
"Shower," Dean grinned over enthusiastically.
"Oh really?" Jack grit his teeth unimpressed pushing passed Dean and looking around the living room and kitchen. "CRYSTAL!" he shouted, Crystal couldn't hear him as the shower poured into her ears. "CRYSTAL!" he shouted again.
"Look buddy, you're going to want to leave in about…two seconds or I'm going to throw you out!" Dean growled putting his beer down and stepping towards Jack.
"I could take you any day!" Jack sneered and placed the roses on the dining table.
"Bring it!" Dean commented stepping closer to Jack so they were almost chest to chest.
"What the hell!" Ivy said from the door, her and Sam stared in horror as they saw Dean and Jack nose to nose.
Crystal turned the shower off and fingered the scars that covered her stomach and chest, she sighed and wrapped a towel around them so that it covered most of them, she heard voices from the living room and guessed Dean was watching TV so she could silently slip past him. She let her hair drip down her back and held the towel in place as she opened the door and stepped out, Ivy, Sam, Dean and Jack all looked at her with their mouths open.
Crystal stared back wide eyed and gulped. "Jack?" she frowned.
"Oh right I see!" Jack huffed going to step towards Crystal but Dean grabbed the back of his collar so he couldn't step any further. "I sleep with Kelly so you have to sleep with him!" Jack screamed.
"NO! What do you take me for?" Crystal frowned pissed off.
"Come on, you were in the shower! Yeah right I bet you two fucked each other IN the shower and he just left you in there to cool off after!" Jack screamed ready to wrap his hands around her neck.
"Funnily enough Jack I'm not a tall, dumbass slut of a blonde who will sleep with any guy who offers!" she snapped back and Dean tried his best not to grin at the come back.
Ivy watched in shock and stared at Jack as if he was prey, Sam frowned as he watched Crystal's behaviour, she was…fiery.
Dean took the awkward pause to examine Crystal in a towel, he frowned when he saw a familiar tattoo on her by her left shoulder, he touched his left shoulder with his free hand subconsciously and noticed a scar on one of her legs, it was pretty big but it looked like it was fading.
"Have you all finished staring at my body now?" Crystal frowned looking at both Jack and Dean. "See Jack you're a horny animal, even when you're mad at me all you can think about is having sex with me!" she growled and then there was a cough behind Ivy and Sam, they turned around with eyes already wide, but Ivy almost fainted when she saw who was at the door.
The person walked past them and rose an eyebrow once she saw Dean had Jack at the back of Jack's collar and they were both looking at a dripping wet Crystal with a single towel wrapped around her. The person's fists clenched and he was ready to hit someone.
"What the hell?" the man shouted.
Crystal froze when she heard the voice and looked over and up at him. "Henry!" she gulped.
A/N: thought I would update as i was home yesterday and had free time on my hands, and this chapter was on my mind! Hope you like it! PLEASE Review! Love you all!