A/N1: A bit of a time jump here if that isn't obvious and now we have a Kathiyler! What do you think of that pairing?!
A/N2:Ooh, it's like a bigger ish time skip. Yes dudes, it is. And guess what? Stuff is still going down. This is a very 'going down' fic. There's also stuff occurring.

Two weeks later…

Sat at the Sons of Ipswich regular table in the cafeteria Chase had to admit that he couldn't remember the last time he had felt quite as happy. After being told about his illness and a giving a number of apologies to the sons and their respective girlfriends he had been easily accepted into the group and he finally felt like he belonged. Even the dark taint of Riley's betrayal seemed insignificant to him now. She wasn't manipulating him anymore and both he and Katherine were where they belonged; with the Sons. Glancing across the table he smiled, picking at his food.

"There is a spare chair next to him you know Katherine," he teased, flicking a chip at her to be annoying. Katherine grinned back from in Tyler's lap ducking a little to avoid being hit.

"It's not as comfortable," she replied, looking amused. Beside them Reid rolled his eyes. Since Tyler and Katherine had officially started dating the dynamic duo of the sons of Ipswich had expanded to include Katherine, with the newly formed couple being practically inseparable.

"Be thankful they're not making out. I'm scared of going into our dorm room half the time nowadays," the blonde told him with a smirk. "There are some parts of Baby Boy I just don't wanna see ya know?" Tyler extracted one arm from around Katherine's waist to punch his best friend in the shoulder and Chase laughed. He knew that, despite all his teasing, Reid was happy that Tyler had a girlfriend. In fact, he even suspected that the blonde had something to do with them getting together in first place.

"Thanks for that mental image Reid. We all really wanted to think about that over lunch," Caleb said sarcastically as he and Sarah joined them, sitting next to Chase. Reid's smirk widened a little and he raised his eyebrows.

"Glad to be of assistance. Although it's a bit weird you're thanking me dude."

"I think you're losing your touch Reid. That was kind of shit," Caleb replied smoothly before starting on his own chips. Sarah giggled and stole a chip from his plate. Reid shook his head.

"Shut up man. Least I'm not whipped."

"He has got a point there Cay," Chase agreed, amused when Caleb flushed.

"Where are Pogue and Kate anyway?" Katherine asked, effectively diverting the conversation. Caleb smiled at her, looking a little grateful and slowly losing the red to his cheeks.

"They both have a free period next so decided to go out for lunch," he explained as he ate.

"Lucky for some," Tyler commented as Katherine slipped off his lap and into the chair beside him with his arm still around her. "Spenser doesn't exactly sell the best food in the world."

"You know you don't care all that much," she said sweetly, feeding him a chip. Reid promptly started making retching sounds and Katherine smirked, sticking her tongue out at him. Chase chuckled when Tyler kissed her a moment later to the sound of more gagging noises from his friend. A moment later he fell silent, rubbing his temples when a sharp pain suddenly spiked in his head. Sarah gave him a worried look, putting a hand on his arm when he winced.

"Are you alright Chase?" she asked anxiously. The poor girl still hadn't quite gotten over what his 'other' personality had done and, even though she had accepted his apology, she sometimes seemed uncomfortable when he acted even slightly weird. He gave her a reassuring smile to ease her nerves. He liked Sarah and didn't like seeing her so tense.

"It's nothing. Just a bit of a headache," he replied with a small shrug. She returned his smile with a nod, believing him completely. "It's been happening all morning."

"Maybe you should take some headache pills," she suggested, moving her hand from his arm to steal another one of Caleb's chips. Chase nodded, not noticing how Katherine's eyes flashed away from Tyler to look at him thoughtfully as if to assess him, thinking about taking Sarah's advice.

"I think I'll pop back to the dorms to get some," he told them, standing up and picking up his tray.

"See you later man," Reid said, trademark smirk plastered on his face.

"Hopefully you'll feel better soon then," Sarah added with a wave, looking sweet and caring as she did. Tyler made a noncommittal noise in farewell and Chase rolled his eyes; Katherine was back on the youngest son's lap again and pretty much had he tongue down the guy's throat.

"See ya later Romeo," he teased only just catching Tyler flipping him the bird out the corner of his eye as he walked away with his tray.

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It happened just as he got to his room. Another shooting pain even more agonizing than the last seemed to explode in his head, stars dancing in his eyes for a moment. He stumbled slightly, using one hand against the door handle to stop himself from falling over. Breathing heavily he ran his other hand through his hair in confusion. He didn't understand what was happening. Were these the side effects that Riley had warned him about before he found out she was a complete bitch? He let out a groan as another spike of agony coursed through his brain.

"Fuck," he cursed under his breath, struggling to open the door to his room when he realised what was wrong; his antipsychotic pills. He hadn't taken one this morning so he was probably in withdrawal. That was where the pain was coming from. Managing to open the door he staggered inside, slamming it behind him. He needed to find the drugs.

"Oh honey, you really are naive. Withdrawal? We're well past withdrawal. You forget that with magic you can speed things up," a nasty voice whispered to him. He looked around frantically, trying to find the speaker but also trying to find the little orange bottle containing what he needed.

"Who's there?" he demanded nervously, moving his bed covers in attempt to see if he had put the drugs there. Why couldn't he remember?

"Seriously, you're boring me already. Go look in the mirror."

"What?" he said incredulously wondering if hearing voices was another symptom of his withdrawal. The voice laughed coldly as he continued his search, thoughts scattered with the knowledge that if he didn't find them he couldn't replicate or get more and would probably fall prey to his other side.

"Just look in the mirror."

"Why?" he asked with a sigh. He knew it wasn't a good idea to indulge his psychoticism but it actually seemed to dull the pain in his head as he searched.

"Just do it." He had to go over to the dresser anyway to search for his pills so after a moment of hesitation he moved in front of the mirror. What he saw was not quite what he was expecting – he had no reflection. The only thing in the mirror was the room around him. "See that wasn't difficult was it?"

"What the-" He fell silent when his reflection walked into the frame. Only it wasn't his reflection because it wasn't moving as he did, leaning on the frame of the mirror with a sneer on his face.

"Hey there, I'm the one that you've been repressing with those lovely drugs of yours. You know the ones? The antipsychotics that have conveniently gone missing?" the image told him wickedly, folding his arms over his chest.

"H-how?" Chase stammered "Did you-"

"No, I didn't steal the drugs. I'm a part of freaking brain, not an actual person," the duplicate snapped, pushing himself away from the frame of the mirror but still stuck in the glass. "No, I had help with that one." Chase's expression hardened into one of dislike, anger taking over his initial panic.

"Riley," he stated coldly. His reflection laughed delightedly.

"Oh the girl is good," it commented, looking to the copy of the ceiling then back to Chase with a smug expression. "Riley? You think she did this? Katherine is so much better at manipulation than I first thought."

"Katherine?" Chase asked with a frown. "What would you have to do with Katherine?"

"You've shunned the wrong sister, my friend. Riley isn't working with me. Riley gave you the drugs to get rid of me so I couldn't work with Katherine anymore," the image explained with a dark grin.

"Katherine's the one trying to kill the sons?" Chase gasped, alarmed even more by this new turn of events.

"You bet your little do-gooder ass she is," the copy gloated "And you and the sons let her right in where she wanted to be. See she's a smart little bitch that one. She gained your trust, she gained the sons' trust and she has stolen your drugs and put them where only I can find them. She's a good business partner. Shame I'll have to kill her later really. She could have been even more useful if she wasn't so power hungry." Chase shook his head.

"If you can find them I can find them to," he argued. The reflection chuckled darkly.

"You're too late baby. You've got about thirty seconds before I take over that gorgeous body of yours, find the drugs and repress your pathetic thoughts indefinitely."

"I won't let you do this!"

"It's a bit late for that," the image replied as Chase's head began to swim, his vision blurring. He slumped over the dresser, pressing on hand to his head with a groan. A second later he stilled, looking up with a smirk.

"I'm back."

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After getting used to being back in his body Chase made his way back to the cafeteria only to find it was pretty much deserted. The sons and Sarah were gone, presumably to lesson, but Chase didn't care all that much noticing that Katherine was about to walk out of the door on the opposite side of the dining hall. He hurried after, calling out her name as he did. She turned around with a small smile.

"Hey Chase, you feeling better?" she asked sweetly. Chase held back from rolling his eyes. She didn't know whether she had been successful yet by stealing the antipsychotics. He got that she was still acting kind and caring in case his other, pathetic personality was still in control.

"Yeah," he replied simply with a small nod when he caught up with her. "A lot thanks."

"Aren't you supposed to be in class now though?" she continued, looking worried. Chase did roll his eyes then. Seriously, the girl was over doing it now.

"Again, yeah, but I just wanted to know if you could give me my pills back now? I kind of need them," he told her coolly. She smirked a little.

"You think I have them?"

"I know you have Katherine," he snapped. "And if you want my help killing the sons you'll give them to me." She chuckled, looking delighted as she produced the small orange bottle of antipsychotics from her school bag and handed them to him.

"Welcome back. For a moment there I didn't think stealing them would work." He popped the lid off the bottle quickly and took one of the drugs before smirking back at her.

"Well it did," he stated. "As you can see."

"So we're full steam ahead with the plan then?" she asked swiftly, cutting straight to the point. Chase grinned at her.

"Definitely."