Dylan pulled his car into the driveway as quietly as he could. He tiptoed into the house and went upstairs. He walked himself into the bathroom and stood over the sink. He looked at himself in the mirror. "What am I doing? What's going on? How did everything fall out of place?" Dylan wondered to himself. He wondered what was going to happen. He stared at the cut above his eye as the thoughts colliding in his head helped to soften the deafening silence swirling around him. The moonlight shone in through the window as he continued to stand there. He took a quick shower and found himself lying on his bed. A storm was brewing outside as far as he could tell. No matter how hard Dylan tried to sleep, he couldn't He sat up on the side of his bed. Soon he found himself walking out of room, through the hall, and into Paige's room. He opened the door quietly and watched as his little sister slept. "She looks so peaceful," he thought to himself as he walked over to her bed and stood over Paige.

Why did this have to happen to her? God, why? What did she do to deserve this? Nothing! So why is it happening to her? She wasn't suppose to go through this. No one should and especially not Paige. The thoughts ran through his head, uncontrollably. A flash of lightning and a bolt of thunder was the only noise entering the silent house.

"No! Get away!" Paige mumbled as the groggy blonde woke from her slumber.

"Paige, it's alright. It's only me."

"No! Dean! Get away! Stop it!" Paige continued to scream as she swore she saw the face of Dean through the lightning.

"What did you say?"

"Oh Dylan what are you doing in here?" Paige mumbled as she realized it was only her big brother in her room, standing over her and not her rapist.

"Couldn't sleep, obviously you either."

"What did you do out there?"

"Where?" asked Dylan as he sat down on the side of his sister's bed.

"Bardell."

"Nothing. Talked to some guy. Talked Spinner out of killing everyone in the whole town, dropped him off and came home."

"So you didn't hurt anyone?"

"No."

"Honest?"

"Honest." Dylan said remembering the tradition they shared since they were little. When either one asked honest? The other person would say honest, but only if they meant it. Sure it was a silly childhood tradition, but Dylan felt good reliving it. If only they were both little again.

"Good."

"Paige…."

"Hmmm?"

"I love you."

"I know."

"Spinner loves you too. The kid's crazy about you. He'd kill for you, if I'd let him."

"I know."

"And I'm so sorry you're going through this. It's not fair! You don't deserve this. And …. And I mean .. what I'm trying to say is… this shouldn't have happened to you! I shouldn't have let it happen to you. I should have been there. I should have known! I should have found out sooner. Paige… I'm so sorry! I should have done something. I should have known where you were going that weekend. I should have protected you!" Dylan said, the words flowing and rambling out of his mouth.

"Dylan… stop it. It's not your fault. Don't you dare blame yourself."

"Hey, stop what did you say before?"

"When?"

"You said no, no someone… who was that someone? What was his name?"

"Dean," Paige said as she turned over and fell asleep.

"Dean…..she wasn't lying. We were wrong." Dylan said to himself as we walked himself to his room and tried to fall asleep.

The next morning, Spinner called bright and early to check up. Both Michalchuck parents were out early and Dylan and Paige were the only ones home. Paige was still sleeping, but Dylan never found that escape. He quickly ran to the annoying sound of the ringing phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Dylan, just called to see what's going on."

"We were wrong."

"What?"

"We were wrong."

"What are you talking about man?"

"She was right. We were wrong about that Dave fellow."

"How do you know?"

"Paige… she told me last night. She said his name was Dean."

"Do you believe her? I mean she could possibly be lying to cover everything up."

"No Spin, she was half asleep. She wasn't even aware she was saying it. I promise you, his name is Dean."

"And he's from Bardell."

"Yeah."

"Think we should go investigate?"

"I don't know. She's just here sleeping. Should we leave her alone?"

"She'll be alright. Just leave her a note or something."

"Fine, but I don't know what we we're going to do out there, but I'll come get you in a little bit. Be ready." Dylan said with a click of the phone. He went upstairs, checked on Paige who was still sleeping, threw on some clothes to go out in and looked for something to write his note on.

Dylan wasn't sure what to write on his note. Should he tell her the truth? Should his note say, Paige, went out with your boyfriend to kill your rapist. The real one, this time. Love, Dylan? He settled for "Paige, had practice early, be back soon. Love, Dylan." He went downstairs and set the note on the kitchen counter. He then went outside and hopped in his car to pick up Spinner.

Spinner was waiting outside for Dylan. He was so mad at everything since last night. Who he was mad at he wasn't sure. He didn't know if he was mad at Dean, mad at Paige, mad at himself, mad at God. He didn't know. But he hated the world he lived in. He thought of something Ash once told him, "She saw the world for what it was." And this time Spin believed it was true. He saw the world for what it was. Cold. Cruel. Heartless. And unfair. When Dylan pulled up he jumped in the passenger's side with out a word.

After a couple minutes, Dylan was sick of the silence. It's all he ever heard. "What are we going to do?"

"I don't know.. Kill him."

"Spin, who's him? We have a name and we have a town?"

"What's the likelihood we are going to just come up on him."

"Gee .. Maybe he'll have a sticker on his shirt that says, Hello, my name is Dean." Spin said coldly. He was sick of Dylan not being as aggressive as he was, yet he didn't know who else to turn to help him kill someone. Did he even want to kill him, he wondered? Maybe, just severely paralyze.

"Knock it off. What is your problem?" demanded Dylan. He looked over at Spinner who had an angry expression. He kept his eyes off of the road to look at him, nearly missing a car flying on the wrong side of the road.

"Hmm.. I don't know. Maybe my pet rock died. Maybe my dog ate my homework. Maybe I fell down the stairs and broke my appendix. Maybe my girl friend was raped."

"Don't think you're the only one hurting. You're pitying yourself like you're the only one involved in this situation. Like it's only effecting you. Hell, Spinner it's not even about you!" Dylan said harshly. Dylan was getting annoyed with Spinner. He knew he was her boyfriend, but sometimes he acted as though it was all about him.

"Shut up and drive." They continued on in silence once again. Both were getting used to the silent car rides.

A few moments later, Spinner spoke up, "Maybe we should go to that house that guy told us about. Down from where the party was? Blue Sunfire? We could apologize to the Dave guy and who knows, maybe he could help us find Dean."

Dylan didn't reply. "Well……?" asked an annoyed Spinner.

"I don't have any other ideas," Dylan responded as they entered Bardell. They found the driveway and in fact there was a Blue Sunfire there. There was also a red Cougar. Dylan turned the key off and they both continued to sit in the car. Spinner opened the door and jumped out.

"Come on fag." Spinner said looking directly at Dylan. Dylan responded by punching him in his already black and blue eye, knocking Spinner to the ground.

"Look, I'm sorry Dylan." Spinner said as he got up. Dylan ignored his apology. Spinner knew he messed up and he knew he shouldn't be messing with Dylan. What he didn't know was why he was so angry at him. He didn't do anything.

They walked up the door and rang the doorbell. Dave answered it. "What the hell do you two want?"

"Look, we're sorry. We just came….."

"Woah.. Look who it is," said Dean, cutting off Dylan's apology. "Hey boys, can I talk to you two outside?" asked the familiar voice. Dave glared at both of them as Dean walked them off of the porch.

"So why are you here?"

"We found something out. Why are you here?" asked Spinner.

"Dave and I… we're buddies." Dean remarked, "Can I ask what you found out?"

"Dave's not the man we're looking for. We're looking for someone named Dean. Can you help us?" asked Spinner.

The sun glared into Dean's eyes and he heard the words flow through Spinner's mouth. He squeezed his hands at his sides. "Nuh uh… so the whole Degrassi girl/Dave thing isn't true?"

"Yeah, what about your story? Why would you tell us something like that," asked Dylan.

"It's just hearsay. I was just trying to help you out. And that girl did seem pretty uncomfortable around him. I just figured. Damn, I knew I should have believed him."

"Well, can you help us find him?" asked Spinner once again as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"What was the name again," asked Dean.

"Dean," replied Dylan.

"Uhh no.. sorry boys… I don't know any Deans. But I suggest you guys stop coming around here and causing trouble. Look I'm sorry for whatever you're going through. But I think I've helped you enough, so if you don't mind leaving right now and playing Good Cop somewhere else." said Dean a little more annoyed.

"Fine. But hey, we never caught your name, what was it?" asked Dylan.

"Uhh.. Adam…"said Dean. Both boys climbed back into the car.

"I told you she lied," said Spinner.

"It's back to square one I guess," replied Dylan. They both went home disappointed. When Dylan got home he glanced at the clock. He was surprised to see it was 1:38. He had a game at 2. He found Paige lying down in her bed, but she was awake.

"How was practice?"

"Good…"

"I thought you never practiced on game days, what's with that?"

"Uhh… it's a hard team today." Dylan said as it hit him who they were playing; Bardell.

"Oh I see. Well you better get going. I might have Hazel come over later, so I'll be alright."

"Okay, bye I love you Paige," Dylan said as he kissed the top of his sister's head. Paige lied back down. Alone once again she thought to herself. She didn't remember much from the previous night. But one jagging thought went through her head. They know. She wasn't sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing. It was nice to have the support of two of the people she cared for most. But she also felt disappointed that she had left her guard down. Paige flipped through a magazine with no intentions of having Hazel over.

Dylan tried hard to be excited for his hockey game. Since Bardell was a neighboring school their arena was packed full of crazed fans. There was a wave of blue and yellow for Degrassi and red and gray for Bardell. Dylan quickly scanned the crowds as he waited to be announced. As he did he saw a sign a girl was holding, on it were the words, "Let's Go Dean!" He's here, thought Dylan with a sly grin. Hockey sticks could do damage. Dylan saw Adam sitting on the opposing bench waiting to be announced also. Finally, the announcer came on.

"Welcome to this afternoon's game between the Degrassi Panthers and the Bardell Dragons. The starting line up for the Dragons: sophomore Brett Brawley, junior Stephen Fulmer, junior Ian Long, senior Dean Roberts…." The rest of the line was announced, but Dylan did not hear it. Fury flowed through every vein in his body as Adam jumped off the bench as senior, Dean Roberts. It all made sense to him now. That's why he knew so much about Paige. That's why he didn't want them coming back.

"Adam is it?" Dylan mumbled to himself. He was ready to play.