Disclaimer: I do not own My Candy Love in any way, shape or form. I do, however, own the OC and the plot.

A/N: This is my first MCL fic, so it has a special place in my heart...please be nice, but constructive criticisms welcome! 3

Claire belongs to the wonderful and very talented ChromeHearts 3 Love you!

Danny belongs to danny296 _

Willow and Caire sit in the grass under the shade of a large tree, sipping their iced lattes and laughing happily. They had just finished a five hour shopping spree, and are sitting in the warm afternoon sun to rest. Willow had begun to crack through Claire's shy outer shell and found her to be extraordinarily outgoing and fun to be around. They sit and point at each passerby in the park, trying to guess what their personal life is like; according to Claire, an older, grossly overweight man wearing a sweater in the spring sunshine is actually a crazy cat-lady ninja in hiding. This revelation had Willow laughing straight for fifteen minutes, while Claire maintained a straight face while sipping her drink, nibbling on the straw; another thing Willow had in common with her. Claire looks directly at Willow and leans back on her hands.

"Your family seems so nice..." Willow smiles gently.

"Yeah, they've always been really kind to me." Claire looks at Willow with an expression stuck in-between shock and confusion, so she chuckles and continues. "My mom died birthing me, and my father was left to take care of me. He started drinking heavily, and then got into drugs and other bad things, and the older I got the angrier he got. I must look a lot like my mother, because he couldn't look at me without wanting to cry." She looks off into the sky, watching two swallows spin around each other chirping happily.

"He started to hit me when I was about Sam's age. It wasn't bad at first-just a smack on the bum or something like that. Then it got a lot worse...he'd hit me until I couldn't breathe, he wouldn't let me eat, and...well, it just got bad. When I was fourteen the cops were called because of a boy breaking into our house." She smiles fondly at the memory, Castiel, my best friend, broke in and beat the living hell out of my father, he'd had enough of me getting hurt, and he was big enough now to actually fight back. I've never...well, I've nev seen m so angry in my life, and we've been friends since we were four. My dad, well-" She laughs at her own mistake, and looks to see Claire watching her in silence.

"Officer Light was first on the scene. He and two other cops had to pull Cas off of my father...he still has scars in his knuckles from my father's teeth. After my father was put charged for abuse among other things, and Castiel was let go on terms of declaring self defense and on the condition of a year's worth of weekly anger managment classes, Officer Light and his wife took me in. They've been my family ever since-all five of them." Claire blinks a few times, her brow furrowed in confusion.

"There's only four of them, though?" Willow laughs happily.

"They have an older son as well, he's twenty-one now. I've always been closest with him-Tommy." She smiles and a breeze picks up, blowing her braid over her shoulder, so she puts it back. "He's in Afghanistan right now, but he should be back soon, his tour is almost over." Claire offers a soft smiles, then sighs.

"I'm so sorry about your past, Willow." Shrugging, Willow looks at her new friend.

"I don't blame him, not really. I think he was just really lonely...and I think he was hurting more than one person should hurt." Claire nods her head, silent, then jumps up, holding her hands out.

"Let's go back home, you're staying over tonight! Do you have any girlfriends you want to invite? My parents are already gone on their flight to work, so the house is ours!" Willow grabs her hands and let's herself be heaved up, and laughs softly.

"I have just the duo!" They catch the bus back to the suburbs, and when they are there they spot Star and Missy waiting beside a little yellow and green Volkswagen Beetle convertible with pink and purple fluffy fuzzy dice hanging from the rearview mirror. Willow walks up with Claire at her side.

"Star, Missy, this is my new neighbor Claire. Claire, this is Star, and this is Missy." The three girls shake hands, and they all walk to Caire's house. Once inside, Claire opens the fridge.

"Take whatever, I'm alone here for the month, so I won't eat everything." After everyone had picked out their snacks, they make their way to Claire's room and plop in a movie. Star turns her emerald gaze to Willow, her eyes narrowing suspiciously.

"What is that on your neck, Lola?" Willow's hand flies to her neck, blushing deeply. Missy pulls her hand away and coos happily.

"Looks like Wil got lucky in love last night!" Willow's blush deepens as all three girls laugh, and she shakes her head.

"That is so not true! We didn't...well, we may have...but we didn't..." She trails off and looks down, Missy bumping her.

"Oh come one, we're just bugging you, you've only started dating a little while ago." Willow smiles shyly, and Claire giggles.

"I totally would have been proud of you if you had, he's so cute!" A giggle escapes Willow's lips, and soon the four are talking about boys and love, when Willow looks slyly at Star.

"And how's Jade doing, Ri-Ri?" Star blushes, blinks, and laughs joyously.

"We started dating the night of the dance, it's great! An hey, you remember Dajan?" Willow nods, her smile broadening.

"Yeah, he used to hang out with Lysander, Castiel and me all the time! Has he come back?" Missy smiles, flopping down on her tummy in front of Willow.

"Oh yeah, he has! And he's been flirting harsh with a girl named Danny!" Willow chuckles.

"She's in my language class, she has really short orange hair, right?" Missy nods her head in agreement.

"Yep, that's her! Dajan is out with Lysander and Jade right now." Wllow smirks, and checks her phone. She has a text from Lysander.

*Call me as soon as you get this, please.*

Excusing herself, Willow exits the rooms and rings Lysander, who answers immediately.

"Willow, I thought you'd never answer!" She frowns, and takes a deep breath.

"What's wrong, Lys'?" There is a pause on the other end, the only thing audible is the dull buzzing of the electricity, and Lysander finally speaks.

"We just talked to Castiel's next door neighbor, you know, the nice old man?" Willow smiles to herself as she recalls him inviting them over for cookies and lemonade throughout their childhood, and Lysander drops a bomb on her that she wasn't expecting. "He said that Castiel called him last night to take care of Demon. Willow, Castiel skipped town."
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I hope you like the new chapter! It's a special, so it's rather short...

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