It took longer than it should have for Ash to find Mary-Lynette in such a small town as Briar Creek was. Mainly because he began his search by looking for her old car. It took him 15 minutes of driving through the streets before he finally remembered that Mary-Lynette's old car had perished along with Jeremy. Remembering the old red ford that he had seen parked in the drive way on entering her house yesterday he quickly altered his search. He eventually found it parked up at the old garage that he had first met the werewolf Jeremy at. He parked the land rover around the side of the garage and then hopped out, heading for the door of the garage's shop.

"Oh my gosh, you mean it actually worked?"

"You gave me something for protection that you thought was defective??"

"Mary-Lynette you look really pale, are you okay?"

"I'm fine" Mary-Lynette snapped, "I wish people would stop asking me that." Mary-Lynette faintly registered the tinkling bell of the shop as someone else entered. She pulled out the small square box from her back pack and placed it on the counter in front of Bunnie. "I need you to tell me what this is and how you made it."

Bunnie's eyes widened and she quickly snatched it off the counter, looking around the small garage shop for anyone that might have seen it. "Mary-Lynette, you might not believe what I've got to tell you."

Mary-Lynette crossed her arms. She was not in the mood to play out dramatic scenes, "Try me."

"Well, what I put in that box… it was a spell. You see I'm a witch. I'm a frost witch."

"You're a what?"

"A frost witch. Oh no, or was it a 'crost witch'?"

Ash concealed himself behind a shelf of breakfast goods. He was relieved that Mary-Lynette was ok. Even more relieved that she hadn't noticed him as he entered the shop. It gave him an opportune time to find out information. He rolled his eyes as he listened to her conversation with the shop assistant. If this girl was a lost witch, then it was pretty clear that she wasn't a very intelligent one.

"You're telling me you're a witch but you don't know which one."

"Right yeah anyway. I can do magic. I can do spells. Isn't that so cool?! I've been dying to tell someone but Jeremey made me swear not to tell. He said there were people from another world that would kill me if I did."

"Wait wait wait, Jeremy?? Dead Jeremy?"

"Mary-Lynette! Don't be so blunt."

"How can a dead were- erm guy make you swear to do something."

"Oh no, he made me swear but that was before that tragic car accident."

"So this was 4 or 5 months ago then."

Bunnie's blonde head nodded in agreement. "I thought it was a load of junk that he told me. But then one night I was bored and I decided to try something, and it worked! Well, it didn't actually work work, but it did something!."

"How did you know what to do?"

"He gave me this really old musty book. It's got some pretty horrible things in it. Its part of the reason why I didn't want to try anything for so long as well."

"Bunnie please tell me that that box, is the only spell that you have done."

"Well, it's the only spell that worked. I've been trying to do this spell that someone highlighted in the book; it's pretty complex."

"Trying for how long?"

"Maybe a few weeks."

"And it didn't work?"

Bunnie shook her head. "I thought I'd finally cracked it last night. But nothing happened, so I guess I just got it wrong again.

"Bunnie can I have a look at that book?"

"Sure. You can come over after I've finished my shift. Mary-Lynette, you won't tell anyone what I've told you will you?"

"Of course not, I'll see you at yours later on tonight then."

"Ok."

"And YOU Mr. Redfern." Mary-Lynette spun around as Ash stepped out from behind a shelf of cornflakes, grasping a tube of Pringles as she did. "STOP following me; DON'T think that I don't know when you're there; and LEAVE ME ALONE!" She hurled the tube at Ash's head and then stormed out of the garage shop.