Sorry if this chapter isn't that great, but I had writer's block and couldn't think of ANYTHING. :P

Disclaimer:

Sis: Oh my god, Hollie, you're so dumb.

Me: Says the child who's in grade 5 and doesn't know multiplication.

Sis: I know it, I just don't get it.

Me: Same thing

Sis: No it isn't.

Me: Yes it is.

Sis: AUGH! You're such a stupidhead!

Me: You just confirmed that I was right (smirks)

Sis: No I didn't (whining)

Me: Yes, you did! And do you have to whine with every single word?

Sis: I dooon't! (still whining)

Me: Go away. I need to write my fanfic.

Sis: You don't own that!

Me: Yes, I do.

Sis: No, you dooooooooooooooooooooooooooon't!

I'm not even gonna write how long this went on for…-.- don't little siblings rock?

…and something hit the back of my head, plunging me into darkness.

Chloe POV:

I opened my eyes to feel a throbbing pain in the back of my head, with Derek standing over me, green eyes swimming with concern.

"Are you alright?" he asked. "That broom in the corner…..floated up and hit you in the back of the head. I'm guessing it was a ghost?"

"Y-yea…I guess so. I think I'm fine." I tried to stand up, but my legs wobbled and I had to sit down again. "Oooooohhh. Definetly not fine." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the stupid broom move again. I turned to see Liz, holding the broom, looking guilty. "Liz? You hit me?"

"Omigosh!" she said. "I'm soooooo sorry! You see, there was this spider right by your head, and omigosh, I hate spiders sooo much, so I went to swing at it and I forgot that I was a ghost and that you were there and I thought Derek would warn you but he couldn't see me and I swung and I hit you, I felt soo bad and…"

"Liz." I said, cutting off her rant. "It's okay. You saved me from a spider. I'll be fine after I take some Tylenol."

"Umm, okay." she said. "At least I found you guys! It was hard to find you all the way in Sarnia, but I'm here now! Your faithful ghost watchwoman!"

I laughed. It was hard to be upset when Liz was always so positive. I told Derek everything she had said, and he nodded.

"Can you stand now?" he asked, still looking concerned.

"Maybe." I tried to stand again, but again, I just couldn't stand. I had a splitting headache. Derek caught me, then laid me back on the bed.

"Want me to get you something?" Derek asked.

"Tylenol, please, and some water."

"Be right back." He left.

Liz watched him go, smiling. "He cares about you so much. You're lucky to have such a great boyfriend, you know."

"I know. Anyway Liz, stick around. There's another necromancer named Amber downstairs, so you can talk to her and meet everybody else. I need to get some sleep."

"Alright. See you later!" She vanished.

I lay back down, my eyes closing, some of the pain in my head disappearing. Derek came back and gave me my Tylenol, which made me even more tired. Soon, I drifted off.

Third Person POV:

Chloe watches as a boy a few years older than her runs, runs faster than anyone she's ever seen. The thing behind him is gaining, getting ever closer to him, panting and moaning. He screams. The boy keeps running, around, it what seems like a never-ending maze. Chloe is confused. What is he running from? She calls out a name, "Ben." He doesn't hear her, just keeps running. He's backs up against an edge, the thing looming over him. He is pushed, he screams again. Suddenly she is him, his scream is her scream, his pain is her pain, his fear is her fear. Falling, falling through the air, pavement rushing forward, impact. Darkness. She floats in darkness now, unsure of where she is, who she is. The name is called again. "Ben." She screams. Darkness.

Chloe POV:

I screamed, waking myself up and staring into a pair of brown sparkling eyes. Jenn.

"Are you okay, Chloe? I heard you screaming and ran upstairs." she said.

"I'm fine. I had a nightmare."

She looked at my face. "You're not fine. You're dead pale, and you're shaking. What kinda bloody nightmare does that to ya?"

She was stubborn, wasn't she?

"I think it was about my uncle…Ben? Remember?"

"Right. The bloke who was murdered?"

"Yea…him."

"Well, if he's dead, why don't you try to contact him? You can do that, right?"

"I-I guess so. You aren't really supposed to summon family members though. It's kinda against the rules."

"Rules. If you follow the rules, life isn't any fun. Try now, if you're up to it."

"Kay." I concentrated on the boy I'd seen in my dream, pulling him, trying to imagine him right in front of me. I heard a voice.

"No….blocked…..can't..get…through….." It was male, and sounded young.

"You can't get through? I'm pulling!"

Jenn's eyes were huge. "You contact him?" she mouthed.

"Blocked…..magic…."

"Whose magic? Like a spell? Who's blocking you?"

"House….here…old…powerful…" he said, words fading away. I couldn't feel his presence anymore. "He's gone."

"Hey, you made some contact, that's something! What'd he say?"

I told her what he'd said-or hadn't said.

"Well, that makes no bloody sense! By the way, there was something else I wanted to tell you…..oh! Right! We're starting school next week. St. Pat's High School. We're going to a school named after a blooming leprechaun."

"School?" I asked. I'd forgotten entirely about school What with the Edison Group and the traveling, it hadn't crossed my mind in ages. "Do you think we'll fail?"

"Well, obviously, Kit wouldn't enroll us unless he thought we could pass!"

True, sadly, true. But I didn't want to worry about school right now. It was time to find out who murdered my uncle.

And that's the end :P not the best chapter, but like I said, I have lots to do. Projects almost over, so chapters will come faster now

-Hollie ;) (btw, that convo between me and my sis actually happened. 3 years younger than me, and a total pain in my ass :P )