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Disclaimer: Do not own either of these shows, but I like watching them.
I know what most of you are thinking, what me so long? Lol, well, truthfully, there were times when I got busy at work I didn't have time, and the biggest problem was I'd be having this bad writer's block, but thanks to your reviews I found motivation to keep writing this chapter. And I promised I'd make it longer than the previous one right? And I did just that.
Oh, and I'd like to thank iCarlyFanFreek for telling me there is UH in iTunes, I did not know that. Also to Omnistar for reminding me that it's been over a month since I updated, I kinda lost track of time on that one, lol.
So anyway, now that some questions are probably answered, let's continue with the story!
Chapter 10:
Walking together with Todd has been rather calming for Carly, he's got a great sense of humor, really kind attitude, great looks, not to mention she's got a weakness for cute guys. Crusade lectures ended fifteen minutes ago, and so she's strolling the hallway with her current companion. "Are you sure your friends are just playing hooky?" Todd asks, "Maybe they're making out somewhere," he adds suggestively.
Carly couldn't help but laugh, "You kidding? Those two never felt like that towards each other, they'd kill each other first before that happened."
"You really sure? They look like a cute couple."
"I'm sure."
"Did you ask them?"
"I did, when I found out they were each other's first kiss, they said they did it to get rid of the pressure of the first kiss."
"Did they tell you if they liked it?" Todd didn't know he just asked the right question.
"Well-uh-" Carly stuttered, she never did get an answer from them if they liked the kiss, "They never told me," her face had a curious look if what Todd said was true.
"Well, maybe that's what they're doing," Todd smiled and told her again that Sam and Freddie are making out.
"They're not making out!" Carly almost shouted, "And they're not playing hooky, they're just going around visiting churches, okay, I lied."
Todd gave her a sympathetic look, "Why would you lie?"
"I can't really tell you, but my friends are going around visiting churches for something," Before Carly could continue, she saw Henry and the others walking towards them, "Guys! Over here!" she waves her arms high enough for them to see in the crowd.
Suddenly Todd lifts his phone from his pocket and puts it against his ear, a couple seconds later he faces Carly, "Oh, well then, I'll see you tomorrow?" Todd says as he turns around.
"What? Won't you stay and meet my friends?" Carly inquires, "Please? For me?"
"Heh," Todd smiles again, "I'd love to, but a friend of mine just called for my help, later Carls," he winks at her and proceeds to recede into the crowd of students. Watching her new friend and maybe potential boyfriend leave, Carly turned around to greet her other buddies, "Hi guys! What's up?" she asks cheerfully.
"Who was that?" Henry asks with a muddled look on his face.
"Todd? Some guy I met during more Crusades lecture, you know these lectures are becoming more tiresome each day?" Carly answers.
"Well at least your aura looks better," The kid-who-can-do-everything replies.
"My aura?" the webshow host chuckles, "Don't tell me you can see auras, well what does mine say?"she asks curiously.
"It says your still recovering, there's still a bit of tension, but some of the weight's been lifted, giving you some extra air to breathe instead of feeling cramped inside a box."
In disbelief, all Carly could say was, "Wow, you really can read auras?"
"That and body language."
"Wait, so you met some cute looking guy and all of a sudden you feel better?" Jasper butted in, "Well that cuts loads of money on therapy bills-OW!" Maggie elbowed him in the ribs before he could continue any further.
"I'm glad you're doing better," Maggie gave Carly a hug who replied with a thank you. Breaking up the hug, they all glanced at Henry who is staring off into the crowd. "Sup Henry?" Jasper spoke out.
"Hm? Oh, nothing," Henry shakes his head, "Come on let's go, the others should be done with their search by now." As they head outside, Henry takes one more look back, his mind deep in thought, 'That scent, where am I smelling it from?' he asks himself as he takes a sniff of the air, he could have sworn he's had a whiff of this smell before, the smell of blood, with the aura of malice and haughtiness. Before he could even dig into it, the others called him over, "Henry! You coming or what?"
"I'm coming!" Henry rushed over to them, unbeknownst to him because with everything happening, attempted murder, being chased down by a cop, the mysteries of the stones and the codex they have, the lives of his friends at stake. It did not occur to him that there would be even more danger coming their way.
Outside Smithson High, the group of four waited at the allotted time the other three were supposed to arrive. Fifteen minutes passed yet neither of them has arrived, fifteen more passed by and Carly grew worried, "Let's call them," she suggested pulling her own phone out to call her brother and friends, but before she could dial the last number, Freddie and Sam come out of a bus looking a tad bit tired. "Sam! Freddie!" Carly ran up to them and gave a big hug, "What took you guys so long?"
"Sorry 'bout that Carls, but Freddie over here just kept on talking to me about this new Helio-something computer, so I had to shut him up," Sam stared at her companion.
"And after the ruckus she caused," Freddie continued, "we got thrown off the bus for disturbing the passengers and had to wait for another one!"
"It wasn't my fault! If you hadn't stop talking about some stupid computer!"
"It wasn't some stupid computer, Sam! It was a Helio Dynamics Palette! It's supposed to be the fastest personal computer in the world! Worth millions!"
"Did you say millions?" Sam raised an eyebrow, finally interested in whatever Freddie talked about.
"Did you say a Helio Dynamics Palette?" Jasper smiled, "You know our museum had the Palette in one of our previous exhibits?"
"What? No waay! How was it?" Excitement was apparent on Freddie's face and voice, "Was it everything it's expected to be?"
"And more!" Jasper's expression matched the young Benson's, "And I actually held it in this hands," lifting his hands up to show them. Freddie in his giddiness took a hold of Jasper's hands, "I can feel it! The awesomeness of it!" he speaks loudly, not noticing the way the two boys were holding hands, but everyone around them is giving weird looks. After seconds of wallowing in nerdiness, Freddie and Jasper finally took note that they, two teenage boys, are holding hands in a rather suggestive manner, quickly letting go of each other they ran to the nearest restroom to wash their hands.
While waiting for those two to come out of the john, Carly decided to ask her long time best friend a question, "So Sam, you and Freddie found anything?"
Sam didn't respond for a second, merely lowering her head and then shaking it to give her answer, "Sorry Carls, we didn't find anything," the look of disappointment on her face caused Henry to speak up, "Don't worry, Sam, we'll find another way, there always is one," he placed his hand on her shoulder to give comfort. Which actually works because a smile formed on Sam's face, that was until she noticed something, or rather someone is not present, "Hey, you guys seen Spencer?"
Both parties looked around and notice that there is indeed no sign of the older Shay around, Carly drew her phone to call his cell, but when the only thing coming up is his voicemail she quickly faced the others with a look of worry, "He's not answering his phone."
Maggie used her photographic memory and recollected that she sent Spencer to the Northern area of DC, but with the amount of churches there are, even she couldn't narrow them down to the specific place where Spencer could be. So taking a second to formulate a plan, she came up with the best she can come up with, "Looks like we're splitting up," she tells the others, who replies with questionable looks, "That's the only plan I can think of right now, and there are a total of twelve churches in the northern area of DC, we split into groups of two and search each corner." Right then, Freddie and Jasper finally come out of the restrooms and find the serious looks on the others, "Something bad happened just now didn't it?" Jasper showed off how genre savvy he is when it comes to detecting something horrible is about to happen.
"Apparently Ms. know-it-all is telling us to split up, again," Sam answered in a rather spiteful way despite giving an affectionate nickname to the Winnock teen, who did not get the joke. "Ms. know-it-all?" Maggie spat back.
"I think it's appropriate," Jasper agreed as his friend shot him a glare.
"Split up? If Spencer's missing then why don't we just call the police?" Freddie tried to go the suitable way.
"Hello? Remember? Crazy cop chick chasing us?" Sam responded in a dumbed down way to get the thought through Freddie and the same time insulting him.
"Well I think Maggie's plan is the only option," Henry believed, "Each group just has to search four churches and whoever finds Spencer calls the others and we head over to the location."
"We just have to hope the guy's still alive," Jasper made a very wrong move, his comment caused Carly to charge at him and nearly punched him in the face, "Jeez! I was just kidding!" Jasper ran behind Henry's back to protect himself. Carly on the other hand was feeling too pissed off at the possibility of what was said about her brother she didn't care who she was up against right now, but Sam held her back. "Carls! Calm down! And here I can't believe I'm not the one being held back from flooring someone," she says as she holds Carly's arms from reaching Jasper, who is being yelled at by both Maggie and Freddie for his insensitivity, merely telling them he was being pragmatic.
Henry put his hand on Carly's shoulder, "I'm sure Spencer is still alive Carly," he assured her with his comforting smile, "And truthfully, they'll need him to get to us so they can take the scroll, if anything happens, I'll trade the scroll for his life," he says with confidence, but in all honesty, he did not want to let the scroll out of his sight, it was an important artifact, but he will never risk a life for it, it just wasn't his way.
As they formulated the plan Maggie finalized the teams, "Alright, for the three teams, Sam's going with Carly to the northwest sect, Freddie's going with Jasper to northeast, while Henry and I will investigate the northernmost corner, any questions?" No one answered or gave any lip, yet each person had several at the back of their minds. Carly and Sam wonder if Maggie partnered herself with Henry on purpose, and gave the girl a jealous look. Jasper had the same thought in mind and gave Henry a slightly jealous look, while Freddie wondered why he wasn't partnered with either Sam or Carly and had a disappointed look on his face. Yes, even Sam, he figured he must be going crazy, but Sam is one of the only few constant in this chaotic week he's been having. After agreeing with the pairings, all three teams went their ways.
As they left the premises of Smithson High, a certain cop comes strolling in, Officer Sandra Shafer arrived a couple minutes too late to locate her targets. She proceeds to enter the school grounds and ask some of the students if they've seen seven particular students, mostly Jasper Bartlett, since he's the Dean's son everyone knows who he is, and if she can find him she'll find Carly Shay. Wasting precious minutes asking around, she finally stumbled upon a red haired student, the girl has curly locks, seems like a total airhead from her appearance, yet she's in such a prestigious school, she might not be as dumb as she looks. Shafer showed her a picture she got of the young Bartlett and asked the redhead if she's seen him.
"Have you seen this boy?" Shafer asks.
Arianna Gish, Jasper's current date for the dance this Friday, instantly recognized her date's face, she tried to hide the look of surprise on her feature's, but that spilt instant is all that Shafer needed to determine that this girl knows her quarry.
"Don't worry, I'm not here to arrest him, I'm just trying to help, my sources tell me there are some people trying to harm the Dean's son," she lied.
"Oh no," Arianna's face gave away her worry, "What happened?"
"I'm sorry but it's classified, I wouldn't want you to be harmed as well," Shafer played out her elaborate fabrication.
"Okay, um, if you're looking for Jasper, I can call him if you want," Arianna offered.
Shafer couldn't believe her luck and how gullible this girl is, "Could you? Just ask him where he is but don't tell him about the police, we don't want him panicking now, do we?"
Dialing Jasper's number, Arianna waited for him to answer, not knowing how deep in trouble she's bringing them down.
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NE of DC...
Jasper and Freddie have been busy, very busy, complaining to each other how they're the butt monkeys of their own group. Taking the bus to the nearest church they have on the map, Freddie explained to Jasper how he's been humiliated, brutalized, kidnapped and locked in a basement, and hit by a taco truck, half of those has been by Sam but they knew the deal. Jasper topped that by telling Freddie that since he met Henry he's been shot at, contracted a century old disease, drugged with super-steroids, literally cursed with bad luck, and forced to pee on himself but he resisted.
As they went on as to who had it worse, Jasper's phone began ringing, picking it up to answer, he was surprised to find it's Arianna, "Hey, babe!" Jasper hollered with a smug face and looking at Freddie indicating that 'I had it worse yet better than you,' causing the young Benson to just roll his eyes in defiance, yet a competitive fire is burning inside him to up the ante.
Back to Jasper's conversation, he's smugness has made him ignorant of the slight fear and worry on Arianna's voice as she asks, "Hey Jasper? Um, I was wondering, where are you right now? I wanna see you."
"Me?" This time Jasper didn't quite know what to say, should he tell the truth? Or lie because he didn't want her to get involved and put her life in danger, he decided on the latter. "I'm-uh- in the DUOM rooms with my cousin right now, don't worry we're almost done, I'll call you later tonight okay?"
"...Okay," Arianna huffed, a huff of annoyance or relief, he did not know.
"Is everything alright?" Jasper with concern in his voice.
"Yeah! I was just wondering where you were, okay, I'll wait for your call, later," she blew a kiss into the phone for him to hear.
"Okay... Later..." Jasper feeling a little dazed from the phone kiss, he hung up and looked at Freddie, "Do I look as good as I feel right now? My date just kissed me, -I mean through the phone via blowing me a kiss but still- do you get what I'm saying?"
Freddie just stared at his ally's stupor and frowned, "...Oookay, let's continue on with the search," standing up and exiting the bus, "And just so you know, we've arrived at the location," he told Jasper before walking inside the church.
"H-hey! Wait up!" the young Bartlett followed, "Geez, what's wrong with you?" he asks, oblivious as to how he annoyed the other. When they passed through the doorway, they bumped into a large man, foreign and scary looking man.
"AAH!" Both the teens were surprised they accidentally bumped their heads onto each other and fell on the floor. The large man lifted them up by their collars and helped them stand upright. Still shaking a bit in their shoes, the two butt-monkeys backed away, that was until Freddie recognized him.
"Hey, you're that nurse from the hospital the other day, Medved, right?"
"Hello again," Medved spoke, the accent wasn't thick, but you can still hear a bit of Russian.
"What are you doing here?" Freddie asked.
"I was just finished with the ceremonies."
"Oh yeah? Well, see ya," Jasper pushed Freddie forward, not wanting to stay in the presence of the scary guy at all, yet still trying to keep his cool.
"Wait!" Medved called out, "There is something you should know."
Freddie and Jasper looked back, "What is it?"
"Vergil, he has awakened." The revelation made both boys' eyes widen.
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Hanging up her own phone, Arianna looked towards Officer Shafer, "He says he's in the DOUM Rooms helping his cousin out."
"The 'Doom Rooms'?" The cop asked again to clarify.
"The Division of Obscure and Unknown Miscellany, basically kind of like a museum storage where they can't identify the weird and ancient items they store down there," the redhead teen explained.
"Where is this room located?"
"Um, you can find it over by the National Museum, just go to the front exit of the school, take a left as you head out and take a left again at the corner and you'll find the museum, just ask the security guards when you get there."
"I see, thank you very much," Shafer walked away to head to the museum, but not before she felt Arianna's hand on her shoulder, she turned around to see what the teen had to say.
"Please take care of Jasper," was all the redhead had to say.
Without even answering, Shafer just nodded and continued walking her way to the museum, not sure if her quarries are even there, but even so, she had to investigate.
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Meanwhile, somewhere in the Northern most part of DC, Maggie and Henry are currently at St. Luke's church searching for any signs of Spencer, they've already passed several churches by taxi, but none had Spencer's scent according to Henry until they arrived here. Asking the taxi driver to wait for them outside, Henry followed his keen sense of scent to indicate where else the older Shay may have gone. Maggie watched, still in disbelief that a human can have the same olfactory tracking system as a canine, but then again this is Henry she's talking about, the kid-who-can-do-everything.
As they continued to look for clues, Henry took a quick look at Maggie and looked away before she caught him, "Mags, remember that dance Jasper mentioned about yesterday?"
"The one coming this Friday? What about it?" she inquired with her back facing him, still observing the church.
"Has anyone asked you to the dance yet?"
"Nope, and I don't dance, I have two left feet when I try it remember?"
"That's fine, well, would you go with me?"
Maggie's eyes went wide as she slowly turned her head to face his direction, "Excuse me?" she asked again to make sure she heard it right.
"Will you go with me to the dance?" Henry repeated nonchalantly, his ever-smiling face showing no signs of anxiousness, which means to Maggie that he's either serious or he might be playing with her.
"Yeah right, you can't be serious, are you?"
This time his face frowned, "Of course I'm serious Mags, aside from Jasper who already has a date, you and I are the only few who don't have someone to dance with, think of it as a rite of passage, some cultures allow their young to dance with the adults to identify their maturity," he reasoned with her in his own Henry-way.
"We're trying to find a possibly missing person and you're asking me to the dance? Learn about timing Henry Griffin," sometimes she just wanted to slap him right across his face.
"I was just trying make right what happened last time, if I recall no one asked you, so I'm asking you now before anyone- before you go dateless again this time. We're just going as friends, Mags, nothing more," Henry held his hands in peace signs showing he was sincere.
It was hard for her to read her current partner, he always seem so mature yet innocent, perhaps too naive sometimes, maybe it's just what he learned in his travels or that's just how Henry is, and was it her or did he slip up for a second there? She was glaring at him during his speech, but her stern face softened up a bit considering her options and what he told her, "Well, all right, you got yourself a date, now let's get back to work," she turned around and proceeded with her investigation, but not without taking one look behind her as she gave a soft smile. Henry on the other hand did not see her smile as his back was already turned, but his face had a smile bigger than any of his previous ones, he asked Maggie out and she said yes, not in an overdramatic teenager way like they show in movies, but in her own Maggie-way and he liked that, he wanted to do a Tanzanian ritual fire-dance but first he'll have to explain himself to his cousin, who he's not sure might or might not mind.
After sniffing the air for awhile and feeling out his surroundings, Henry finally stopped and looked at his companion, "Spencer's been here alright, and his scent's heading toward the Northwest."
"Got it," Maggie pulled her phone and dialed Jasper's number to inform him, but all she got was a busy tone, "He's phone's busy, what's that idiot doing at a time like this?" she wondered.
"We'll try again later, that's where Carly and Sam are," Henry said as he led her back to the taxi, "The Northwest area of DC please."
"Be more specific kid," the driver rebuked, "DC ain't a small hick town."
"Rock Creek Cemetery please," Maggie answered, earning a puzzled look from Henry, and with that the taxi took off to their destination.
As they rode in the backseat, Henry asked Maggie, "What's so special about Rock Creek Cemetery?"
"It's the oldest church in that area."
"What makes you say that?"
"Photographic memory, remember?"
"I know that, but I'm curious as to what made you think about choosing that church out of all the other ones?"
"Aside from being the oldest, it was also rumored that church was being used by the Freemasons to hold their rituals, and as you know, the Freemasons are considered spiritual descendants of-"
"The Templars," Henry finished the sentence, Maggie nodded with him.
"I also read that freemasonry don't have any set rules for their ceremonies, each sanction can have their own, whether the marking of the body by branding it with hot iron. Or it can be as simple as writing your name in their books with your blood," she stopped but not before gulping, to which Henry did not let slip.
"Is there anything else they did?" he prodded.
"The last one is what I'm hoping we don't find," Maggie paused before looking at Henry, "Human sacrifices."
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While Henry and Maggie headed for Rock Creek, Carly and Sam are already at the same area. Ironic enough, it was the first church they decided to stop by. Carly had a feeling her brother was here, she might not have the talent Henry has for everything, but her bond with her brother led her to the right place.
Feeling a slight bit creeped out by the cemetery, she walked at the rear of Sam in case anything happened, looking behind her just in case. Approaching the door, Sam knocked, "Hello? Anyone there?" no answer. So being typical, Sam just turned the knob and pushed it open, noting that it's been left unlocked, but the eerie creeping sound the door gave just sent shivered down their spines, and it was still daylight!
Walking in, the duo searched around for any clues to Spencer's whereabouts, finding clean linens on varnished tables, white as cloud robes, and pictures of angels and biblical figures, the place was everything you'd find in a stereotypical church, that was until a scream was heard from the distance.
"W-what was that?" Carly stuttered in fear.
"It sounded like a girl," Sam replied matter-of-factly, spotting a safety pin on the reception desk, she picked it up and stuffed it in her pocket, if anything she learned from her family, you never know when you might need something.
Turning to the direction the shrill echo of agony might have come from, the webshow hosts stumble upon an office door where the screams were slightly louder than before. Opening it ajar, the two girls found nothing and nobody inside, exploring the office, finding only a desk and chair, a bookshelf filled with books, and portraits of more Biblical figures. Neither of them finding anything they were about to step out of the office when they heard the scream again, but this time they recognized the voice.
"You're crazy!" they heard someone yell out.
"That was Spencer!" Carly said worriedly, frantically searching for where it might be coming from, they ravaged through everything in the room, hoping to find some secret door, only to find it in vain. Tears forming in her eyes, Carly started to sob lightly, not knowing what was happening to her only brother, Sam couldn't help her again, and once again she felt helpless, so the only thing she can do is comfort her. While sitting on the desk, the brunette gazed upon the room, lost in thought she noticed something off, getting up slowly she walked towards a large portrait of George Washington, it was about seven feet tall and two feet wide. Sam walked up behind her wondering what her best friend is thinking, "What's up Carls? Found something?"
The girl in question looked at the portrait and then around the room, everything she saw was of Moses, Noah, and especially Jesus, but why was George Washington in a church? Carly looked at the crease behind the portrait and pushed it aside to find the doorway they were looking for, trying to open it to find it locked, she stepped back to let Sam work her magic on it. The blonde teen took out the safety pin she obtained from before and proceeded to unlock the door, it only took her a minute before she got it open, and as they headed down the seemingly dark tunnel that only emitted a dim light enough to see two feet in front of them, they took notice of the paint of the walls turning from pristine white as it starts to decay into rust the further they walk down.
Seeing a light at the end, they walked faster until the brightness almost blinded them, waiting a second for their eyes to adjust, lo and behold there was Spencer, stripped down to his boxers and tied to a cross. Looking him over he has blood dripping over his chest, fearing the worst they called out his name, raising his head upwards he saw his little sister, "Carly?" Spencer yelped in surprise.
"Spencer!" Carly ran to her brother to untie him only for him to stop her, "Carly! Get back!" before she took another step a sword swung down and nearly grazed her face, "EEP!" the brunette shrieked and stumbled back. Out of the shadows the priest who Spencer met before carried an old-fashioned medieval sword, his robes drenched in blood, raising the sword again ready to strike, at that moment Sam interfered and tackled the vicar before he ended the career of the internet celebrity. Taking this opportunity, Carly stood up and ran towards her brother, this time without anyone trying to kill her, she attempts to untie him while Sam is busy fighting for survival.
"What did he do to you?" the younger Shay asked.
"That crazy priest, he captured me, then tied me to this cross, he butchered some chickens and stray pets, and started like, pouring it over himself, and rubbing the extra blood on me for a couple hours!" Spencer gasped as he spoke, clearly traumatized by the experience.
"So he didn't cut you or anything?"
"No, no, but he just covered me in animal blood! Sorry, just kinda stressed and creeped out right now."
"Don't worry, come on, let's get out of here," Carly told him as she finished untying the last knot and struggled to keep her brother balanced as they watched Sam fight for her life. The blonde-haired teen on the other hand, grabbed a wooden chair beside her and used it to parry the sword strikes the crazy priest is throwing at her, but with steel versus wood, the battle won't last for long. Each attack from the sharp blade is chipping away bits and pieces of the chair, but Sam's anger wasn't going to let her lose, feeling useless for the past few hours was not was a Puckett is, they don't listen to what news is happening, they make what news is happening. Before she knew it her wooden chair-shield has been reduced to the leg part of it.
"Heh heh heh, what are you going to do now, little girl?" The priest made a slasher smile as he held the sword by his torso, ready for a thrust. As he leapt forward attempting to pierce Sam's abdomen, she took a side-step to dodge the charge, something she learned from another teenage boy on their first encounter. Taking this opportunity, she took the remaining piece of the chair in her hand and smashed it on the priest's head, temporarily stunning him, from there she held his in a full nelson to cut the blood running to his brain. Struggling along the way, Carly had to ask a question to the vicar, "Why? Why are you doing this?"
The priest with his drooping eyes just stared at Carly, and he whispered, "Why? For he who is the first in war, the first in peace, and the first in the hearts of Aaa-," he let out before he was rendered totally unconscious.
Dropping the hold, Sam had to admit she felt slightly better, finally contributing something to this expedition they've been involved in, she motioned for the Shay's to follow her for the exit. "Shouldn't we call the police?" Spencer asked, "I mean, you know, crazy guy like this really shouldn't be free and preaching, otherwise I wouldn't be going to church anymore," his attempt at humor was a good sign, he wasn't fully off the deep end yet, but he does need some therapy.
"I wish we could, but with a cop on our tail I really don't want them to find any of our tracks," Sam explained.
"But we really shouldn't let this guy loose," Carly complained, "I'm gonna call the police."
"Carls!" Sam raised her voice to emphasize a big 'no'.
Not backing down from her friends, Carly grabbed a bucket and filled it with water from the water pipe and splashed the water all over the walls and floor before dropping it again, "There, now there won't be any prints for them to find on us, just some lunatic," she picked up her phone and dialed 911 to tell the police department about the situation, leaving out their names.
Sam was unconvinced however, she took the shredded clothes of Spencer off the floor and used it to wipe the brunette's fingerprints off the bucket and anything they've touched, with that they ran off to the exit. Once they stepped outside, a taxi stopped just by the gate, coming out of it were Henry and Maggie.
"Guys! What happened!" Henry said aghast at their appearances, Carly's hair and face were like she saw a ghost, Sam was covered in dirt and blood, and Spencer looked the worst out off all three of them.
"It's a long story, just bring us to your house," Sam told them.
"But why is Spencer covered in blood?" Maggie asked.
"Don't worry. I'm not hurt, just mentally traumatiiizzzed," Spencer gasped again, "I just need a nice hot bath and some therapy after that if you don't mind, just a wee bit tired here."
Trusting their friend's judgment, Henry motioned them inside the taxi who met with some resistance, he didn't want to drive some blood covered people, but Sam changed his mind by grabbing him by the collar and threatening to break all ten of his fingers if he doesn't bring them to where they want to go, and with that, they headed off to the Bartlett house, hoping the owner of the household isn't around yet.
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DOUM Rooms...
After making her way to the museum, getting past some guards with her badge and hassled the middle eastern employee down the DOUM Rooms, Officer Shafer found out that Jasper lied to his 'girlfriend', 'I should have known,' she thought, figuring that her quarries were being careful or paranoid and did not let others into their group. With no one around she just searched the whole office for any clues to her targets whereabouts, until she found a computer screen that was on a mapsite, she saw nothing but the location of churches on them, and if her history was any decent, they were the oldest churches in DC.
'How far along are they?' Shafer wondered, she used her police training and attempted to deduce what happened, 'Hmm, well it's obvious they're looking for a church, but is it the oldest? No, otherwise they would have just centered on one,' she thought as she scrolled down to the other church names, her eyes widened at the name of one, 'Wait. Of course, this is it,' pointing at the name of a particular church, 'There must be something hidden on this church, now I just have to get there before those brats beat me to it,' she got up and walked fast to her patrol car, ignoring anyone who called her as she walked on by and even when HQ radioed something about a church that burned down, she did not pay it no mind since it wasn't the name of the one she's getting to anyway.
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I know some parts of it might seem too... dramatic? I don't have the right word for it but that's the only one I could come up with, but yeah.
Anyway, look up iHook Up by Omnistar, personally it's his best one yet, but I liked all his other fics. And as for the next chapter on this mystery/adventure/suspense/humor fic, once I get an off day I'll try to get some parts of it down. Until then, Hope you enjoyed the chapter, and hope you guys had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, I know it's late but better late than never.