Disclaimer: Don't own IAHB characters, only Kittie.
A/N: Pleeeeeze R&R. It bites, I know. But it'll get better.

Mind Games: Chapter Two
Jamie's Discovery

The station was decorated in mostly black and orange. There were paper witches and other evil things. Everyone was in a costume. Except Jamie. He was in his normal EMT uniform. Kittie still hadn't shown up. Normally, he wouldn't really care about a girl, especially one like Kittie. She wasn't his type, but there was something about her...
"Hey Jamie. Enjoying yourself?"
He turned around to be face-to-face with Cleopatra.
"Oh, hey Val. Well, at least this party is better than last year's."
"Don't bring that up." She rolled her eyes. "Where's your friend?"
"Don't know. I guess she'll be here soon." Jamie picked up a cup and filled it with punch. "Can I get you a drink?"
"Sure."
He poured her one too. The cups were cute. Little witches, vampires, werewolves were printed across a black background.
"Here you go." He handed her the cup filled with a green liquid. It looked almost like Jell-O does before you put it into the refrigerator.
"Is she coming dressed?" Val sipped the punch, watching Tyler walk around as Dracula. His face painted white with little red blood drops coming from the corners of his mouth.
"I don't know. I told her not to." He followed her stare and noticed Tyler. Jamie broke out into fits of laughter. "Ohmigod! He looks retarded!"
"No, he does not!" Val slapped Jamie's arm.
They just laugh amongst themselves. Kittie walks up. She's dressed in all black, with a black wig and dark make-up.
"Um...Hey people."
Jamie squinted. "Kittie?"
"Wow. That's different then from what you looked like this morning." Val said.
"I came as Caitie." Kittie stated.
Jamie snickered. "I don't think Caitie goes that far."
Kittie shrugs.
"Well, I'll be going now. Cleopatra wants to put her move on Dracula."
"Good luck." Jamie held his cup up in Val's directions. She hit hers against his in a 'cheers'.
Val walked away and Jamie got Kittie a cup of punch. "Where ya been?"
"Takes more than five minutes to dress like this." Kittie joked. "I've been thinking. Maybe I could lend you this necklace...you could find your inner power."
"Um...I don't think I'm up for that."
"Why not?"
"You want me to wear that around school?"
Kittie laughed. "Oh, you don't have to wear it...just keep it with you at all times."
"Well then... I guess I'm up for it then." Jamie shrugged.
Kittie removed the necklace and place it in Jamie's hand. He almost dropped it when it shocked his skin. "What was that?" He yelped.
"Oh. That'll happen every now and then...you'll get used to it."
Jamie shot her an unsure glance.
Kittie just smiled. "I swear."
Hank walked up, toilet paper rapped around almost every inch of his body, all except his face. "Cheap version of a mummy."
Jamie laughed. "I see."
The alarm went off.
"Oh, I have to go! Kittie stay with Val and the guys." Jamie, along with four other people, ran out of the room.

"Teenage female. Unconscious with supposed head injury." The radio called out, along with an address.
Four teen EMTs walked into a party. Music was blaring and people were drinking and laughing. Only two people were by the girl's side. Jamie kneeled next to the girl's head.
"What happened?" Jamie asked, checking the unconscious girl's pulse. He reports.
"She...fell out of the second story window. I think she was drunk." A boy said.
"Jamie, Peter...get a backboard!" Gloria yelled out.
Jamie took off for the ambulance. When he got there, someone jumped out of the back, holding a box in his hands, and took off down the street.
"Stop!" Jamie screamed. "Stop right there!" He threw his hands up in frustration. Someone screamed.