"Hey man" Ace didn't answer. He never answered anymore. He had pretty much stopped talking, unless it was to yell at someone, or piss someone off enough for them to start a fight with him. He was on the verge of being kicked out, the warden told him multiple times. He didn't care. He didn't care about anything anymore. He was an angry, silent, heartless machine, ever since she left. No one said her name around camp anymore, unless they wanted to die. It had been over a month and he still hadn't said anything to anyone about her. People had taken to looking at him nervously whenever he came into a room. A bit like how they used to look at him, before she showed up. It was almost as if she had never been there. Day after day, the same thing happened; he woke up, went out on the lake, dug a hole, came back and spoke to no one. He was too guilty to speak. He could hardly even think.

Because all of this was his fault. If he had of been there, then this wouldn't have happened. Every day, he had walked with her, but that one day, he hadn't gone. Because he was so selfish and stupid and inconsiderate. If he hadn't of gone with Lilly instead, she would still be here. If he had of been there, everything would have been fine. But there were too many ifs and not enough facts. He wasn't there, he did go with Lilly and nothing that he thought was going to change that. Maybe it was time to stop moping about her and do something. But what could he do, with him stuck in the middle of nowhere and her in a psych ward. He couldn't believe they sent her there. They said she was crazy and that was where she deserved to go. He didn't know why she killed Jack, but whatever it was, he knew she would have a good reason. The others agreed with him. He knew, because he'd heard them talking about her once, when they didn't know he was outside the tent. It was lucky they had said that, because if anyone of them had of said anything bad about her, he didn't know what he would do.

He had to get her out of that place. She shouldn't be there. And the more he thought about it, the more a plan began to form. He stood up suddenly and walked over to Fin who was sitting on a table writing a letter. He looked up at Ace, alarmed and seemed to barely stop himself from shrinking away from him.

"Hey kid" Ace said, forcing a small smile. Fin's mouth dropped open. He didn't answer for at least thirty seconds as he stared at Ace in shock.

"Who're you writing to?" he asked, trying not to get annoyed.

"Um, my, um... My Dad, Ace are you okay?" he sounded pretty dubious.

"Well sure I am boy, listen can you do something for me?" he questioned, the smile still on his face, although it wasn't forced anymore.

"Um, yeah, yeah sure" Fin slowly began to smile back as he got over the shock of Ace talking.

"I need you to write a letter for me" he said with a small smirk. Fin wanted to ask why he didn't just write it himself, but he stopped himself. That probably wasn't a good idea.

"Okay" he put the piece of paper that was sitting in front of him to the side and grabbed a new piece, "tell me what to write".

"Say..." It took him a while to work out what to say and longer for Fin to write it all down.

"Do you want to read it?" Fin asked him, once he was done. Ace nodded and took the letter. The neat, linked handwriting read;

King,

I have a job for you. There's a girl at Lakeview mental asylum. Don't worry, she's not crazy. She's registered as Ivy Stallone. Find her, get her out and keep her out. I'll be back soon.

And I want you to look for someone else for me. He lived in Beverly Hills, I don't know where he is now. He's supposed to be dead. I want you to make sure. His name's Mac Stallone. If you're not sure if you've found him, ask the girl, she'll know. And don't let her get hurt. If you fuck this up, I'll hunt you down, cut your eyes out and kill you.

That's all.

Ace.

...

The room was too white. After two months of staring at the same white wall, thinking about the same people, things started to get a bit repetitive.

"Good morning Ivy" said the doctor. She couldn't remember what his name was, mostly because she had learnt very quickly to tune out everything that he said. She wasn't crazy, she knew that. But in this place, it was easy to forget that. She shouldn't be here. She was completely sane. She told the doctor that.

"I'm not crazy" she told him and he smiled and nodded understandingly, and made a note on his small clipboard. She wanted to slap him.

"I'm really not" she persisted. He nodded some more, and made another note.

"Tell me dear" he said, adjusting his thick-rimmed glasses, "how do you feel when you think about the boy Tyler?"

"Tell me, how do you feel, knowing that the last two months of your life have been a complete waste of time, because I'm not crazy?" she rolled her eyes.

"Maybe not in the usual way, no" he finally agreed, "but you did shoot a boy". He knew she wasn't crazy. Or she was quite certain he knew. But he refused to agree with her, no matter how many times she said it. Maybe, Ivy considered, he had started to like her, and he knew that if he agreed with her, then she would get carted off to jail before she even had time to blink. The warden had told her she was lucky to be here at all, but they truly believed that she was disturbed, she said. That made her laugh. The woman who spent her whole life making boys dig holes was calling her disturbed?

"It was his own fault" she said blankly, deciding to resort to her usual trick of not listening to him.

"Let's go for a walk. How does that sound?"

"It sounds just fabulous" she replied sarcastically. He smiled and pretended not to notice her tone of voice. The grounds of Lakeview were extremely nice, she had to give them that. Flowers bordered the neat cobblestone paths and a waist high brick wall ran right around the grounds. Palm trees grew on either side of all the doors and small benches, like you found in a park, were occupied by various doctors and patients. But for all the high pitched chirping of the birds, and the perfect green grass, it didn't compare in the slightest to the endless desert that was Green Lake.

Ivy's doctor led her over to one of the benches and they sat down.

"Perhaps today we should talk about why you decided to kill Tyler Jenks" said the doctor. He said this to her every day, and every day for the last two months, she had told him the same thing.

"I didn't decide to" she replied, monotonously, "It was self defence".

"Wonderful, yes. But let's assume for one moment that you did decided to, why would you have done that?"

"I don't know doctor. Maybe because he was trying to kill me" she enunciated every word, glaring at him. "He pulled a fucking gun on me, what was I supposed to do?"

"And where were the other when this happened? What about..." he looked down and studied a list on his clipboard, "Jermaine? Why couldn't he help you"?

"Who the fuck is Jermaine?" Ivy scowled, well over trying to be civil, "And what is that"? She grabbed the sheet off the clipboard and studied it. It had a list of names on it, and at first she didn't recognise them. It wasn't until she thought about it that she realised they were the boys from in her tent. There was a very brief history after each name.

"Ivy, please don't touch my papers" he smiled calmly. Well, if she was going to be stuck here, she might as well have some fun with it.

"I'll touch whatever I bloody want. I'm crazy, you can't tell me what to do" she hissed, clutching the paper closer to her. "What are you doing with this anyway? Are you some kind of creepy, paedophile stalker or something. What do they have to do with anything?" She was really sounding crazy now.

"Ivy calm down please" he said, reaching over to touch her arm. She jerked away.

"I'm fucking insane, I don't have to be calm" she stood up. He moved closer, looking slightly worried.

"Ivy-"

"Stay away from me" she screeched, stopping herself from smirking when other patients started staring at them worriedly. She turned and ran back inside, laughing as soon as she was out of earshot of the doctor. This ought to be interesting tomorrow.

The downside of her plan turned out to be that now she was stuck back inside, with nothing to do. So she thought about anything she could, and the first thing that came to her mind, that was the same thing that always came to her mind first, was Ace. And how much she missed. She missed him so much it hurt. If only she had had a chance to explain what happened. Now he thought she was some psycho who had killed Jack for no reason, when all she could think about him waas how she should have kissed him at least once more before she left. She would never forgive herself for not saying goodbye properly. Even if he didn't want to see, her, which he hadn't she should have made him see her. What he wanted had never stopped her before, so why did she let it then?

Oh, she didn't want to think about this. She didn't want to thin about anything. She wanted to scream. This place was driving her insane. Literally. If she didn't get out soon, she was going to have to kill herself.

...

yOeMo-NESS, I LOOOOOVVVVEEEE the sound of this guy. He's perfect. I'm definitely gonna use him, if that's cool. I've written up like a mini profile thingy for him, but if you want me to change it, like if the age is wrong or something, then definitely tell me. Are you really friends with someone like that? jealous much, lol. My friends are all just, like, white, and boring.

Beautiful seclusion- Okay, I love your idea really I do, but, and it's kind of a big but I have one major issue with it. I want Ace to be really shocked when he's in love, because that kind of thing doesn't happen to him. And if he had been before, then it isn't really such a big deal. And plus, I don't want him to be in love with someone else when he met Ivy, because then she's not necessarily like the one and only, and I want her to be special. God that sounds GAY lol. But you know what I mean. But I think I'll do something along those lines, cos I do like it. I'd tell you more, but I don't wanna give anything away to anyone, because I like surprises lol. But I do love it. Sorry for not using it. If she meets any of the other gangs, then she will DEFINITELY be in them, it's just that I already have a whole bunch of girls and I can't have anymore, and Wish is quite a lot like the some of the others. But I really am gutted that I'm not gonna use her... Damn, now I'm having second thoughts. I don't know. We'll see what happens.

Okay, I'm posting a list of the spades as the next chapter, so everyone can see if I used their characters or not. Some of them are joined together and it's all a bit confusing, but don't worry, I'll try and explain it as clearly as I can.

Love ya

cheers

xx

Bee