It was close enough to hold on her breath. She watched this magnificient creature walking into her hiding direction. Her heart accelerating into pure madness, than it was. He bend down on his knees as he took out a pair of gloves. So serious and foccused. Raging even carying of his own surroundings. He was the picture of an male alpha just to look up at his features. However, she wasn't here to look or to even search for a mate. Cause nobody here is good enough for Peace. Nobody. She deserved better than that. And besides, even a man with good looks could be a big threat, like him. From her hiding cover, she watched another person coming to his direction. A woman with her hair tied up to a very tight ponytail. Brown hair with emerald eyes. A tiny figure, but built enough to fight a big man like him, who had stood up to his feet and whirled around to face the woman. Peace tried to hold back a mockery of laugh, but couldn't stop the muscle of her smile from covering up. Things were just getting more fun now.

Pure. Delicious Pure. Is not so pretty as she got so old and ugly now.

Because eternal beauty doesn't exist. Never did.

Hiding inside of another cabin, she peeked throught the window sheild the two persons who were now talking. That man did not looked so grateful from his eyes while the woman tried to smirk, but failed when she realized that things might have to take another direction now. Really, Pure, what were you thinking? Thought things would turn on your way, or that you would have had this man under your trap? Peace was sure enough that he wasn't dump into anything, including Pure.

Pure. Oh beautiful, Pure. Why aren't you so pure, anymore? Because of the sins you're carry on. Year after year, they made you look so bad and there you are today paying the price you so deserved. And yet, they called you the smart one of us.

After a very longtime, Peace was going to make her pay for making her live into her shadow. Pure's popular shadow. Hiding far away from the crime scene, she watched her talking to a very tall and broad shouldered man whose back was facing her view. Oh dear Lord, Pure had aged so badly in shame with these dark bags under her eyes and yet so pale, like a ghost.

Like she had come back from the dead. So much like Peace had been through from all these years living in isolation and away from her beloved ones. Crazy beloved ones who were stupid enough to snatch her away from Pure. Who only deserved to be punished.

Those two girls were sign. By killing them in the most vicious and ugliest death. A message to threat Pure in order to tell her that she was back and to finish her off, where she should have had the make her feel scared, shiver from now on. Years ago, seeing her sister playing with Legos as she tried to make an Eifel Tower with hundred colors and so foccused on her playground that she barely even noticied her sister with black curly hair, holding a simple but sliccing knife behind her back.

She could still remember that innocent laughing sound turning into a shrilling scream when Pure had noticied a weird shadow that had the same height like hers raising a weird blade above her head and turned her head towards the shadow's owner. And screamed in fear, like any five year old girl would had, expecially when she had seen her sister raising up a knife, right in front of her face. Pure managed to back away, escaping the blow as it destroyed the Eifel Towel into pieces and ran away from the room as far as she could, far away from Peace screaming for Dear God knows what. But she kept running after her sister, over and over with no end. Until came that fall that caught her attention. Pure had tripped into the stairs and fell through them as she landed onto her mother's arms who came rushing to the scene after hearing one of her daughter's scream of terror. When her father had managed to stop her by wrestling her up from attacking Pure as she had came down from the staircase. That traitor. She screamed like the demon would had wanted to get out from her body and wanted to attack Pure. But Daddy's hold was too strong as she kept on hearing Pure's cries putting her face to her mother's shoulder. Vanessa and Thomas were traitors. Both of them loved Pure far too much than her as if she was the most perfect gift that a parent would ever dream of.

Another voice camed to the picture. An aging woman with silver long hair with dark and severe eyes wearing a blue sweater with a long golden chain as a jewerly accessory and black pants but with naked bare feet had walked to the screaming scene. And, boy, she looked very pissed as if people had interrupted her moment of having a nice and warm cup of tea with her daughter and son in law. Still screaming at her struggling father to let her go, she watched the old woman folding her arms against her chest as she gave an order to both of them.

"Thomas let me get hold of her and you, Vanessa, take your daughter away from this monster. A human being like her doesn't deserve her place here with this monstrous attitude any longer, than it already had.."

The devil. That so-called wised grandmother wanted to take things in hold, despite her aging status, she could lift up a beast. Peace remembered her grandmother's cold eyes as she ordered Thomas to leave her with Peace. She watched the woman's eyes turning her attention to her, as she followed with this;

"I'll take care and teach her a lesson. A young lady like her has no reason to be living here with this attitude of a so called monster. Trust me, I'll correct her.."

And she did.

Grandmother was so evil and the evil kind needed to be taken away. Pictures went through her mind when she remembered being led into a car under her grandmother's car, leaving both Mommy and Daddy along with that little slut of a daughter. Pure, clutching to her mother's arms with uncontroling sobs. What a pathetic bitch. She wanted to have her parents's attention, when their attention had only belonged to Pure.

Madness, hatred, jealousy and revenge had been through her veins ever since she had been into the hospital psychiatric care with other crazy people around. They were crazy, but not her, cause she was the most lucious one among them. And the smartest.

And Grandmother, in all this? That ugly bitch was ancient history now. Mommy and Daddy are now both gone. Pure had nobody to save her from the evil kind through her soul, none could save her from herself.

Expect, her twin...

And the twin would have to kill her, one way or another.

Her vicious smile had responsed to her eyes who were responding to this matter. Yes, she would enjoy killing her troubled twin and she would make her suffer like Pure had made her endure all the pain and torture for all those years living into the shadows.

...

Had the sensation that she was being watched from a far, Catherine turned her head towards the other cabin who was a bit far from the other one from where she and Vincent had been standing from. Something from inside was telling her to check into it. Was there someone peeking through the hole?

Or was it just her freaking imagination that was about to go wild? After all, she did spent a few nights awake at some psychiatric ward.

If it was that fact, then why was her heart beating up in fear as if that thought just couldn't go away? Seeing two dead girls snatching apart was something, but what if it was a sign?

A sign that might say that whatever had occured a longtime ago, was coming back once again. Now that Vanessa ,Thomas and Gabe are both gone now. None can protect her from the evil itself, but herself. Cat held her breath as she kept looking at the other cabin, as Vincent's voice seemed to be far away from her hearing as he spoke to both Frank and Tori.

"Would have to test that stash to say if it's cocaine or some regular powder, cause no user would have had drop it for no reason.."

"You were the one who worked on Narcotics before going Homicide, Keller. Wouldn't want put your nose through it, if I were you.."

"Not me, either. Been trying to stay away from that stuff, since it been around for a longtime now. Illegaly."

"Didn't ask for your opinion, Red Bird.."

"Never said you did.."

"You coming, Chandler?" Narrowing both her eyebrows in wonder, Cat kept on staring at the cabin. There was that feeling inside of her gut, that kept on warning her that they weren't alone in here. That she wasn't alone. Cat started to walk up to the other cabin, as she kept an hand behind. Her fingers tracing her Glock who was held up into its hostler as if it gave her full protection and comfort.

Cat tiptooted up to see up to the hole whomever was watching her from the closed door, but nobody was inside. A old and used toilet was there,there were three to four shelves that had all the equipment from a Home Depot store. And a few agriculture stuff hanging around with a few flies flying around the toilet.

No. No, it can't be. She was sure that someone was watching them and laughing at her worried sight. Someone familiar and close. Her heart sensed something or that someone was here.

"I was sure.."

Someone was watching her and hiding into this place. Cat was certain about this fact. She was so focused about this invisible person that she hadn't noticed that someone's hand touched her shoulder which made her jump in surprise as she whirled around. Almost ready to wrestle whomever had tried to attack her from behind when she faced those familiar and hazel warming eyes who stared right back at her, in concern.

Vincent Keller. And he must believe that she was turning to be crazy now. He held up his hands in surrunder as he stared back at her panicking features and trying to catch up her breath when she realized that he wasn't some stranger trying to attack her. It was the first time he had seen her getting all worked up.

"Hey, slow down, Chandler. I was just asking if you were ready to come back-"

"Did you see that?"Her eyes were big enough to show the surprise in them. He even wondered if they were about to poop out.

"See what?"

"Someone was inside of this cabin." She pointed from behind the door as he only stared at her, with a raised eyebrow. Not being impressed by that reply. He didn't believe her from what Catherine guessed.

"No, really?" He folded his arms against his hard chest with a annoyed sigh, but she kept on following, not carrying if she'd lost all the professional attitude of a cop from the morning.

"I felt like someone was watching us from this cabin. From afar." Vincent had only rolled his eyes up as Cat stepped aside from his sight as he stepped in front of the door and peeked through the hole, hoping he would believe her. But after looking inside, he just shook his head in denial. "Sorry, to disappoint your feelings, but I don't see anything in there." He stepped back from the door. However, Cat tried to make him understand. Her gut was telling her that someone was there and was watching them in distance.

"But I was sure that someone was watching me-us from here.."He headed back away from the scene as his statement stayed clear.

"You think it was..Probably your imagination.."Great, he believed that she was starting to have hallicunations, but how can you expect for people to make them believe something that they cannot see from their eyes.

"Keller, I'm telling you-"

"And I'm telling you-There was nothing! Get on with it!"He turned back up to her with a glare. His eyes had darkened as all the warming ones were now gone."There's more important things to handle here, than listening to your garbage stuff." Damn, that guy could get angry, very easily as Cat was staring at him, with defiance even through she was feeling a little shaky. Wouldn't dare to put the word frightened into her vocabulary, though.

"And I don't like having a kid around, expecially a kid who can't stop thinking about having a drink by now. Just because you think saw a ghost through them."What? A Ghost? Vincent looked back to see that Tori and Frank were coming into their way. "We have a case to hold up." And looked back at her, but with a much more calm tone as he said. "So, please, don't try to mess up with up on your first day at work, Chandler." And turned back away from her as fast as he could, like she was the devil of him. No, it wasn't her imagination, she was sure of it. Someone was watching her. She felt it, didn't she? And yet, her partner believed she was seeing things that weren't true, like she had been into drugs for so long. Alcholic or Bipolar persons both needed medications to control their addictions, but she's been off of them, ever since now that she's back into the job. But to other people, it would probably be dangerous to go without them.

It's not like she expected all of them to trust her, once again like before. Who said it was gonna be easy? Nobody.

And those girls snatched away in blood had trigged something, unexeptected, like it was a message directed to her . But conjoined twins?

It's not like they shared the same heart together. Did they? Since one of them can't live apart from the other and decided to end them, together..

Sissterr..

Shaking her head in denial, Cat turned her head back at the cabin, suspicious about the fact that she was being observed, ever since a very longtime since the chasing ride with Gabe. She hadn't felt that way since then and it was staring to shiver up her insides with concern. Way before than with Gabe, there was someone else's evil eye.

"I'm so gonna killing you, Sissterr!"

"Hey, are you coming or what?"

Damn, Vincent again. Startled by his angry tone of voice, Cat headed away from the scene and followed her partner right behind him, trying to manage to look like a normal person and not a frightened one as she walked steady and head up straight. Being a good figure, despite hearing the red haired woman snickering right behind her back as she talked to her partner as the two of them were walking behind her back.

"I told you, she was crazy from the start. Vargas must be nuts to have her back on the field."

"You know what they say-What you see is what you get.."

"Yeah, right."

Damn, these hauntening memories were supposed to be ereased from the electroshock therapy that she had to go through. The demons. They were supposed to be gone from her mind, but getting rid of the devil wasn't so easy. Mom and Dad were both gone now and Cat was on her own and alone with past demons. As she was about to unlock her car's door, she looked back where she watched Vincent's big figure as he opened his grey used trunk's driver door and climbed inside before he could slam it shut and quite hard enough to be heard. He started the engine and steped back without even waiting for his partner to follow him back as he left the parking.

What a beast. Anger was marked into his features. She swore for a moment that he looked concerned from his eyes, after he had quite startled at her, but these emotions had faded away into anger when the invisible intruder had been brought up into the picture. Good thing, she hadn't told him about those nights when she had been at his side at the hospital, when he was fighting for his life when others believed he was gone into this 'never-waking up sleep'. With a grunt, she opened her door and climbed inside of her car, put on her safe belt and started her car as she stepped back from behind, leaving the parking. Once into the road with Keller's trunk in front of her, Cat cursed herself in shame from having erotic and sensual feelings about her new partner who looked like he loved being a bully. With its big and attirance body figure and hard sculpted like a greek God. Living up like a wolf and alone into the shadows. Vincent Keller, a man whom she had saved from a near death experience. Living like a monster.

However, Catherine believed he could come back and even if he had very slim chances of waking up, she still believed in him. But the man she was now seeing was covered with scars and demons from the past. Somehow, it ached her heart and deep down inside, because despite the anger through his eyes were also pain through them. And desire, like he would had wanted to devour her in every second and very hard as well.

And so did she wanted him inside of her, so badly, marking her claws into his powerful and strong broad shoulders, bringing his hard and naked body into hers making her heart explode and rock with pure passion as she would had wanted to moan his name out from her screaming lungs.

Even electroshocking shots couldn't erease from her mind, the man she deeply wanted.

Cat blinked at these hauntening fantasies as she tried to get rid of them from her mind. Damn, Keller was right about one point though, she sure looked like she wanted to have a drink in every moment and now that she was back in town, it wasn't going to be easy to stay away from this trigging addiction, including Vincent. Bad Habbits.

...

"What's gotten into you, Tess?"

"You should knock, before coming in, Joe.."With hundred files of papers into her desk, Tess had heard a certain ex-lover making his way inside of her office who used to be his. Joe Bishop, the ex-captain who got himself fired as he could focuss himself into the work he was ordered to do, when he was too absorbed into resolving his dead brother, Darius's murder first, before others and look what happened?

"You came into this office in any time you wanted, Tess, when you and I were together.."

"Yeah, I remember that. The only difference in here is that I'm a married woman and I won't try to sleep with another human being. It's not into my wedding's vows, through.."She clearified that statement. Tess tried to hide a laughing smile as Joe continued on panicking.

"Tess, you really have to bring this up?" Oh yeah and it was making her happy. Not about the divorce thing and hopefully, she begged it wouldn't never happen between her and her husband, J.T. Forbes. Biochimist professor at the New York university and consultor at the precinct as he often tried to help with the medical examiner, Evan Marks and the rest was history.

She had meet her match who was completely different from Joe. Stubborn, but sweet, loving, funny, attractive, loyal and sexy. She had to add that point into the list. Not ashamed of it, at all.

And was Vincent Keller's best friend. Too bad. If Keller could at least control his beastly temper, things would have been better. However, to change the subject, Tess was upset about the divorce, but not about the fact Joe's soon ex-wife had caught him now. About damn time!

"Well, it's not a secret anymore. Oh, and congratulations on your divorce, by the way. Not that I helped."

"You're really out of your mind, about hiring Chandler back on the precinct, after the drama she had to go through with the feds, last year." Really, that bastard was really bringing this up? With a tired sigh, Tess looked up from her pappers and gave the man a long look.

"What's wrong with that?" Joe looked down at her like she was out of her mind, about protecting her ex-partner.

"She's unstable! That's why. What do you think I'm so rushed up here?" Great, like it would ruin the NYPD police's future. She leaned her back to her chair as she folded her arms against her chest, totally not being impressed by his reaction. Despite his strong body hidden into a dark suit, Joe's eyes were showing the very definition of a man being attacked.

"Cause you drank too much coffee, before you could burst up your ass into this office? And besides, there was nobody that wanted to work with Keller, so I put Cat with him." Quite true, nobody wanted to work with Vincent Keller, not Gaines, not Windsor and not even Webster, who used to be his other partner, before the attack. And since Cat wanted to go back on the job, Tess had no other choice but to put her with Keller.

"You're making a mistake, Tess and you know it."

"The only mistake I made was sleeping with you when your wife couldn't handle you anymore and decided to screw with someone else around. Fair truce, but it might end up into a bad divorce. Now, if you excuse me, I have work here." Before, Joe could say anything else, someone else knocked on the door.

"Hey, excuse me here, but I got some news, boss.." The two of them were both surprised by this knocking that interrupted their fight and speaking of ex-partners, Tess had peeked through the flying form. Detective Nathan Webster who was much as tall and strong build like Vincent, but with more darker short hair with blue eyes along with a growning beard and looked far more relaxed than his ex-partner, from what Tess had observed, had just come into the fight, unexpected. A good guy. Too bad, he was paired up with another cop and was engaged to a journalist from New York's Dateline. Her eyes went straight back to Joe's angry ones with a warning.

"I think you should go, Bishop.."Going all professional, than calling him by his first name, since they weren't a secret couple anymore. However, her ex-lover pointed her with an accusing finger as it wasn't over, at least for him.

"It's not over yet, Vargas.." And Joe left the office when the other guy came into the office, trying to not let himself be impressed by the ex-captain. "It's not a good timing, isn't it?"

"No, no. I was about to kick him out, anyways." She referred to the other and whining guy that had vanished from her office with a waving hand. But she brought up back the buisiness he had discovered. And without offering him a seat, she followed. "You said, you had news to share. Isn't it, about the case?" The dark haired man had agreed with her question. Nathan put his fingers into his blue jeans and followed.

"In fact. It's about the two girls. I went through with all the missing cases about kids under the age of five to ten and I had recognized the twins through them."

"The twins were reported missing? Is that what you're trying to tell me?" How long? She almost had added to her question.

"In that way. I'd say it's true." But the female captain tried to keep up with being cool, even if she wanted to explode in anger as she watched Nathan raising a hand up to scratch the back of his neck.

"And nobody tried to work on them?" How come she had no clue about this?

"With no clue or evidence, it was hopeless. However, we can now put a name into them. Michelle and Michaella Wang, both five year old and snared up together since birth. Coinjoined twins."

"Well, it's better with them being identified now." Now that the girls both have a name, things would be much easier than to call them only by the twins or the dead girls now.

"It's not the only thing I have to say, captain. There's more into it." Seeing Nathan frowning only meant that the other thing he had to reveal wasn't going to be so easy to handle.

"Okay?"

"I went through identification with the girls, but as I did so, I figured out about their parents. June and Brian Wang, who told officers from two weeks ago that their daughters were missing after they had come back from work. The girls were supposed to be taken care of with the babysitter they had hired for the day. A certain, seventeen year old Angela Mendez that also went missing. They searched for them everywhere at the city, before they could reported to the police, after forty hours." He took a deep breath before he followed. "Cops did the best they could, but with no evidence it was hopeless."

"Until now.." She winced as she had heard about this detal that had slipped through their did found not one, but two bodies, mostly Michelle and Michaella's but not the babysitter's, who still might be out from the picture.

" -But as I did some research on them, on the parents. I discovered something that got into my eye and that Detective Catherine Chandler must know by now." That intrigged Tess as she narrowed both of her eyebrows together, confused as she stared up at the detective. Why would Cat know about this?

"What are you trying to tell me?"

"It's all in the family, captain. June, the mother of the twins is Chandler's cousin from her mother's side. And from my point, the relationship between the women is not in a very good place." Cat had never told her about her family's history except for her mother's death from many years ago, but to have an old grudge against a cousin? Never. Her ex-partner might still be outside at the crime scene with Keller, at the moment by now. There were many secrets that she had no idea about Catherine Chandler, but would need to come out anytime soon. And deadly ones.

Maybe, Joe was right in one thing. She was nuts enough to have had hired back her ex-partner into the field and who might be unstable like he had mentionned. But Cat was her friend and was willing to give her a chance, despite all facts. Bad ones, as well.

...

And somewhere hidden, a very naked and black haired woman was laughing as she lickered with her tongue, the blood from her fingers. Her pale reflection at the mirror had exposed her insanity through her wild and green eyes. She drank the blood. Blood from the innocent ones, but from the bad family.

Family. That Peace was ready to destroy one by one, making them suffer for their vicious actions. Turning them all against Pure. Her troubled twin sister who once made her suffer, would pay the evil price. And for damn good.

...

Woah. That was creepy. Author Lisa Jackson is one of my favorite authors and gave me the inspiration to become evil. Haha! Just kidding. Looks, like Cat is sensing someone from behind and Vincent who doesn't believe in her is not making things easy, at all. Despite the anger, she can't take away all the fantasies she has for him. It's hard enough to fake this attraction, despite the fact that he doesn't remember a thing about her.

Looks like Tess had found out something interesting about the twins. Turns out that they were tied up to Cat's family and that someone was using the twins as beit to attack her, emotionally.

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