Hello!

We're coming to the last few chapters of this story, and if you guys would like I can continue! I have an idea for a sequel, but I was hoping maybe you guys could tell me how your liking Alyssa and this story?

There's still a few surprises I have, and after this chapter I won't be following the movie anymore! I hope I kept you all intrigued! This chapter was fun to write and I hope you enjoy!

Anything you recognize, I wish I owned, but I don't!

-K

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Tyler, Reid, Sarah, and Alyssa showed up to Fall Festival just as night fell, and darkness fell upon Spenser's grounds. Alyssa fiddled with the locket on her neck as she worried over Caleb's whereabouts. The school gym was lit by twinkling Christmas lights, fall decorum displaced throughout it. It really was beautiful – faux autumn leaves crawling up the walls in vines, dim light making the girls' dresses glitter as they danced. It was a complete contrast to the harsh beat of the pounding song Let's Go by Trick Daddy. The clean version, of course, it was Spenser after all; but she could appreciate the songs nod to Ozzy.

The group found a table, and said hello to their classmates. The boys in particular were a hit, especially with the female students. Reid said he'd call Caleb in about thirty minutes to check in, and see when he was leaving. In the meantime, Tyler offered Alyssa his hand while smiling.

"That dress is too stunning for you to just sit there, not dancing."

Alyssa blushed, though Tyler was as close to a brother she ever had she still shied away from compliments.

Rob Thomas' Lonely No More began to play and Tyler wrapped his right arm around her waist, taking her right hand into his left. They took dancing lessons together as kids, and they always knew how to move with each other in time to the music. She looked over to Sarah, who was dancing with Reid. He was trying to grind with her, and Sarah was having none of it. It was a good thing she was such a good sport, most would have slapped him by now.

Laughing, Alyssa looked back to Tyler.

"I think I saw Amanda earlier," Alyssa said, as Tyler blushed. "When are you going to tell her about your undying love?"

"When hell freezes, Larose. She's too good. She doesn't deserve the life I'd give her. Secrets, Powers, bad guys. It's not her scene." Tyler mumbled.

"I think you'd be surprised, Saint. I know she likes you. We have art together, I've seen her sketchbook."

Tyler looked shocked. "She draws me?"

"Oh, absolutely. She's got it bad, Baby Boy." Reid said as he joined them, Sarah following closely. Apparently having had enough of his shit.

"I have to go powder my nose." Sarah said to the group, silently questioning Alyssa if she'd like to come as well.

In a moment, the offer was eagerly accepted. Like hell Alyssa was letting the girl Caleb was enamoured with out of her sight. She had never seen him so head over heels, and she'd protect Sarah with her life. Seeing Caleb smile was like seeing a child on Christmas morning. So rare, it's like it happens once in a year, and you protect that kind of wonder – that kind of magic.

The girls made their way to the washroom, finding it surprisingly barren.

"Wow, what are the chances? We could literally throw a mini-party in here and no one would know." Alyssa said.

"Could we? If I have to dance with Reid anymore I might cry." Sarah joked as she walked into a stall. Alyssa turned on the faucet in case she was a nervous pee-er.

"I'll dance with Reid from now on, Tyler's a gentleman. I can handle Reid. Have you noticed how much Tyler likes Amanda Clarkson? It's adorable!" Alyssa said. "Hey, if you need something to take the edge off, I punked three micky's off the confiscation table."

The room remained quiet.

"Sarah?"

Chase considered not saying anything, he really did, but Alyssa just looked so beautiful tonight and her admission of being a little bit of a bad girl enticed him too much.

He opened the stall door after he'd teleported Sarah's now unconscious body to the Putnam Barn.

"My, my. Shouldn't you worry more over your friend's death than a buzz?" Chase asked, feeling confident that Lady Luck was on his side tonight.

If he was honest, he was a little annoyed at the petite girl in front of him, who looked quite horrified by the sight of him. She was dancing too close to Tyler, smiled too much. If he'd waited one more week he could be the one with his hand too low on her back. He smiled at her to cover his growing anger.

"Where the fuck is Sarah?" Alyssa growled out.

Chase feigned a pout "I thought you'd be happy to see me."

"I won't ask you again."

Chase rolled his eyes at this, walking closer and closer to her. Causing her to inch back until her ass hit the counter behind her. He reached behind her thighs and pulled her up so she was sitting on the counter. Still much too short, compared to him, to be taken seriously. He put his hands on either side of her and leaned in, taking in her soft perfume. She smelled like vanilla and cinnamon, but it wasn't overpowering.

"You're in no position to ask me anything." He looked her over, raising an eyebrow.

Alyssa gulped, she'd tell anyone else it was out of fear but her and Chase were both aware of how laboured her breathing had become despite her best effort. Chase placed his left hand on her neck, lightly touching her jawline with his thumb.

"Chase, please, don't do this." Alyssa said throatily.

"What part? I wouldn't do anything you weren't ready for." Chase joked, though breathless. He hadn't meant for this position to affect him too.

Alyssa found her sense and shoved him back, "Hurt my friends. Your brothers. You don't have to do this, call it off. We'll figure this out. I'll help you."

Chase recovered from the intimate moment slowly, and placed a hand over his heart.

"The amount you love them is touching. Tyler in particular." Chase started with a jovial voice, but the last sentence sounded more like a growl.

"Are you jealous?" Alyssa scoffed; unbelievable.

"Yes." Chase replied, seemingly serious because in that moment he was. Then his face broke out into smirk. "Sorry darling, but not even you in that dress could change my mind. I need to live and to do that I need Caleb's powers; end of story. Sorry, but I have to leave, war calls."

"Chase, why do you need Sarah?" Alyssa asked.

"Well, my original insurance policy had night terrors. I needed one who's stronger." Chase taunted Alyssa, "If I would have known how weak you were I wouldn't have ever bothered with you."

Lies. He knew it and she knew it. They had something, and she was stunned that he'd pretend they didn't. She had an overpowering urge to prove it to him. To prove she knew he was lying, and that she wasn't weak.

Looking Chase in the eyes, she walked up to him. Heartbeat pounding, as she tried to steady her breathing. She knew she was crazy, knew it was wrong and that she'd probably end up hurt in the end but the urge was to strong. She looked at his sultry lips, and her mind was set.

He stood there, stunned. His pulse sped the closer she got, blood rushing to his ears. When she was within arm's length he reached out to take her hips into his hands. Licking his lips he moved his head to her level. She twisted her body into his embrace, and used his movement for added momentum as she punched him in the mouth as hard as she could.

"Fuck you, Chase. The villains' story may be just as important, but you're still an asshole." She said shaking her fist that was now throbbing. "And the thing about villains…is they always lose."

Chase brought his hand to his split lip, he thought about hurting her – killing her, but the thought of her broken and bleeding made his heart clench. Unsure if it was because of the Gift he'd newly found out she had, or the emotional effect she had over him. He laughed out loud at her bravery, she had spirit.

"You know," he paused as he exaggerated a curious look, eyes wide "I think, under different circumstances, that I really could have fell for you."

She walked forward to punch him again, and he held up a hand. His body slowly disappearing into the air in front of her.

She quickly unlocked the door she was sure he had locked with his powers and ran to find Tyler and Reid.

"HE TOOK HER!" Alyssa screamed at them, hyperventilating

Reid and Tyler ushered her outside, smiling at the onlookers her outburst had incurred to try and pacify their curiosity.

"What do you mean?" Reid asked once they found solace by a pillar.

"He was waiting for us, and he took her. He's going to use her against Caleb. I think I broke my fist on his jaw." Alyssa added.

"You decked him?" Tyler sounded half-awestruck, and half-disapproving

"Y-yeah. You have to call Caleb, tell him Chase has her, and tell him I'm sorry." Alyssa sputtered her words out as quickly as possible. Tyler wrapped her in a hug as Reid made the call.

Tyler comforted her as best he could, whispering that it wasn't her fault as he rubbed small circles into her shoulders.

"Caleb wants us to go home, he was about to give us more orders but Chase…" Reid trailed off.

Alyssa started to cry into Tyler, she'd never felt more useless in her whole life. The only thing that came close was watching her mother get sicker and sicker, and not being able to do a damn thing.

"Fucking great." Alyssa muttered to no one in particular, but thankful that she'd be able to be with her father.