Patricia: I know you wish you owned this, but sadly, you don't.

Mick: Way to rub it in her face, Patricia.

Jerome: That's the Goth Pixie Trixie for you...

Me: Thanks guys. Seriously. Thanks.


Fabian's POV:

Are we cursed or something? I asked myself as Nina and I broke apart instantly, hitting our heads against one another as we were driven out of yet another moment by someone's screaming.

That someone was Patricia. Obviously since we were all still in the van, she woke everyone else up, causing them to shout as well.

"What? What is it?" Alfie yelled, whipping around to stare back at her.

"I… I…" Patricia stuttered, fear being ever-present on her face. I think I even saw a tear trickle down her cheek.

"Patricia, what is it? You can tell us," Nina said, choosing her words and speaking them softly.

"Rufus! He-"

I interrupted her. "Did it have anything to do with a gun?"

"Y-yeah. Why?" She looked at Nina and I skeptically.

"I had a nightmare involving Rufus almost killing Nina, then Joy gave him a flask of supposed real elixir for him to drink," I admitted. Everyone looked at me, mouths agape.

"That was my dream too," Patricia whispered, shaking. "But then he lunged at Joy and I."

"Then what?" Amber asked she looked just as terrified as the others. Even Nina looked shaken. I placed my hand on her shoulder.

"He killed Joy."

By this point in time, Patricia was full-out crying, and she didn't even slink away when Jerome placed his arm around her.

"What if it's a sign?" Nina asked, ignoring their moment. "I know this sounds far-fetched, but… Maybe Joy's working with Rufus."

This was Patricia's boiling point. She snapped, eyes looking wild. We all stiffened.

"JOY IS NOT WORKING WITH THAT SLIME BALL!" she screeched.

Victor hit the breaks instantly, causing us all to jerk forward. Nina and Amber almost hit their heads on the seats in front of them.

"Will you vermin just shut up?" he exclaimed, glaring in the rear-view mirror at us.

If looks could kill, we'd all be dead right then and there.

I decided to speak up.

"I thought you were on our side!" I said that with such venom that everyone flinched.

"I am." He answered calmly, turning back around to look at the road ahead. "But it's a miracle anyone can concentrate with all this screaming, and snogging..."

We shot terrified glances at him.

"Just be quiet," he finally said, grunting.

"Victor… are you okay?" Nina asked quietly.

"Shut up, Miss Martin," he answered. He started driving again.

"It was a simple question!" I shouted. He put his foot on the brakes and we all jolted forward again. Thank God for restraints, I thought.

"Mr. Rutter." He turned around to glare at me. "I am not okay. I am aging too rapidly due to lack of elixir. If I can't have it, Zeno can't have it either."

"It only works every twenty-five years, though," Amber chimed in. Then she added, "Plus, we all know there's no more elixir. You even said so yourself."

Once again, he started to drive, not even bothering to stop short as he spoke again. "Miss Millington, I know there's no more elixir. So do you, so does Zeno. But, what if those nightmares were signs, hmm?"

"So you're saying Joy has more of the actual elixir," I stated.

"Yes."

"Well this is just great! No what?" Jerome asked his arm still around Patricia. "We're all going to die because those creeps have the keys to eternal life!"

"One of the keys," Alfie corrected. Jerome sighed, rolling his eyes.

"If Joy's in league with Zeno, then we'll have to kill her too," Victor said nonchalantly. This made Patricia cry even harder. "Oh, and, we're here."

We pulled up in front of a warehouse - the same warehouse from my dream.

I stared at it and felt my blood run cold. "Nina." I nudged her.

"Fabian… Is that-?" she was in the same trance I was in. The others joined.

We didn't even notice Victor get out of the van and go over to the other teachers. I was one of the first ones to snap out of it, along with Nina.

I checked my watch. Half nine. "But during the nightmare, it was nighttime… or stormy or something." I muttered.

"Hmm." Nina looked out the window, her face showing deep thought. She started chewing on her lower lip. "Fabian?" she continued, looking back at me. "Do those clouds look… grey to you?"

Leaning over to get a better glimpse of the sky out the window, I let out a groan. She was right. It looked terribly stormy. Just then, we felt the cold air as Victor and the others opened the door to let us out.

Once outside, we all stretched and groaned, and Amber was complaining about how she looked hideous without new make-up, clothes, and a better hair style. Patricia rolled her eyes and stepped away from the babbling blonde.

"Amber will you stop obsessing over your appearance for once!" she snapped. "We're on a mission here! Remember?"

Amber just sighed in response, turning away to talk to Alfie instead. I turned to Nina.

"So…" She trailed off, looking at the snowy ground. None of us had thought to bring our winter boots, so we just stood around in heavy coats and trainers. "What are we gonna do?"

"I don't know," I replied, taking out gloves and putting my now-red and numb hands in them. "But look! It's snowing!"

Everyone else seemed to hear me too, because they all stopped talking and marveled at the pretty white flakes falling from the sky (A/N: "Pretty white flakes falling from the sky" -My friend Danielle said it during lunch today). I thought it looked nice, but nowhere near as beautiful as Nina. I blushed, hoping it blended in with my already-rosy cheeks from the cold.

"I say we just barge right in there and take out that jerk!" Alfie suggested, punching the air in the process. This made Patricia and Jerome scowl at him.

"Alfie have you not been paying any attention?" Patricia asked him, truly annoyed. "The nightmare we had could be a sign! Maybe he's expecting us."

Mrs. Andrews joined the conversation. "She's right," she said curtly. Then she turned to Nina. "Do you have the Cup of Ankh and your locket?"

"Yeah." Nina hesitated, then produced the Cup from my bag.

"And the elixir?" Mr. Sweet asked.

We nodded.

"Very well. I think now is a time more than ever where we should start. Here's the plan, children."

The Society (or what was left of it) explained in great detail how we'd stealthily enter the warehouse, and they assigned us all tasks to make sure nothing went wrong. Once they'd finished, we went off in separate directions, walking in pairs. Since Rufus mainly wanted Nina and I, we were the exception to the pairs rule. Instead, we were, to our dismay, reluctantly accompanied by Victor and Mr. Sweet.

"Now children, don't be scared. We'll make sure Rufus Zeno doesn't harm you," Mr. Sweet told us as we continued walking. Before we had set out, The Society members took the cars and hid them not too far from the warehouse.

"We're not scared," Nina replied. I really loved how brave she was.

We hung back about a foot or so from the men so she could whisper something in my ear.

"I'm terrified." She looked into my eyes, taking my hand and squeezing it tight.

"You'll be okay Nina. I promise." I kissed her lovingly before continuing to where a deranged man held our friends hostage.