Disclaimer – I do not have the copyright for the characters etc. Just borrowing them for a while. The story is set after the conclusion of season one of the show.

It was also written BEFORE the episodes of season two were aired so there may well be inconsistencies between this story and the actual season two.

It is an entirely separate story to The Deception. However it will have Cassie from that story in it. If you have not read The Deception and would like to read this one the only thing you need to be aware of is that Cassie was introduced in that story. She is a waitress at a diner frequented by Harrison and is starting out her own interior design business. She is also Harrison's new girlfriend.

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The Curse

A Wake-up Call

The sound of the phone ringing woke Harrison, who groaned and pulled the pillow over his head. It was still dark out. No one in their right mind would be phoning him at this time in the morning. If he ignored it perhaps they would go away.

The ringing persisted.

Harrison swore as he reached for the receiver. "This'd better be a life and death emergency," he muttered as he answered the call.

"Harrison?" Tru's voice came down the poorly connected line.

"He's not here," Harrison muttered.

"Harrison, I need a favour," Tru continued, ignoring his comment as only an older sister could.

"It's four in the morning," Harrison complained. "What sort of favour requires such an early start?"

"Sorry, I wasn't sure of the time," Tru sounded apologetic. "I'm in the air at the moment."

"You're calling from a plane?" Harrison asked, slightly more awake now, and wondering what sort of disaster he was about to be dragged into.

"Harrison, it's a rewind day. I can't get through to Davis and there's no answer at the morgue," Tru sounded frantic now as the line started to break up.

"You started your rewind day on the plane?" Harrison asked. "How did that happen?"

"You know I go back to the last time I woke up, well the last time I woke up was on the flight back from Europe."

"Let me guess," Harrison sighed. "You came back here, got off the plane, went straight to work and right into a rewind day?"

"You got it," Tru confirmed. "But I'm stuck on the plane at the moment and I won't be able to make it to the victim in time. I went to the morgue right from the airport and she was being brought in then. So I need you and Davis to take over until I get there."

"Can't you just ask them to make the plane go faster?" Harrison asked as he fell back onto his bed.

"Don't be an idiot," Tru snapped. "Have you got a pen handy?"

"No," Harrison replied. "What would I be doing with a pen at four in the morning?"

"Well get one," Tru ordered. "And hurry up, the lines getting worse."

Harrison switched on the light at the side of the bed and blinked at the sudden glare. Pulling out the drawer he rummaged through the rubbish that it seemed to be full of until he found a scrap of paper and a chewed pen.

"Okay," Harrison prompted as he picked up the phone again.

"Her name's Veronica Carter, she's an antiques dealer over on Third. We've no idea of cause of death. Davis had already examined her when I got there and couldn't determine the cause. She's in her early forties but with her pure white hair she looks older. You should be able to find her easily. I need you to keep an eye on her today. You writing all this down?"

"Sure," Harrison muttered as he scribbled down the address that Tru quickly relayed to him before the line went dead.

He looked at the receiver in his hand and scowled. He wished he had a home number for Davis so that he could phone him and get him out of bed too. Putting down the phone he switched off the light and tried to get a few more hours sleep.

Half an hour later he sat up and switched on the light again. It was no use. He was well and truly awake now thanks to his sister and her dubious gift. He might as well get up.

An hour later Harrison was wandering around the city streets, surprised by the amount of activity around him. It was rare he was awake at five thirty in the morning and rarer still that he would be out and about.

He finally came to a halt outside of a familiar apartment building. He wondered if Cassie would be up yet. They had been dating for nearly three months now, at least if you counted the period of time where they had been pretending to date to convince Tru and his ex that he was getting on with his life. In actual fact they had only really been dating for a few weeks. He wondered if she would mind his arriving on her doorstep so early. Would she be annoyed? She worked in a diner, he reasoned. She had to start early in the morning. She'd probably be up already and getting ready for work. What time did people get up when they had jobs?

His mind made up, he walked into the building and made his way up the stairs to Cassie's apartment.

He pounded on the door and waited for her to come and let him in. The door opened a crack and he saw Cassie peer out at him. She looked half asleep. Maybe he'd misjudged what time people got up for work. She shut the door to and unhooked the chain before opening the door wide to let him in.

"Do you have any idea what time it is?" Cassie asked, covering her mouth as she yawned.

"Early," Harrison said. "Did I get you up?"

Cassie raised an eyebrow at the ridiculous question. She was standing in her robe, her dark hair was still mussed up and she had no makeup on. Frowning at him she walked over to the sofa and curled up in the corner.

"I was in the area," Harrison explained as he took a seat next to her. "I thought I'd stop by and check on you."

"Checking I don't have a date over?" Cassie asked with a sleepy grin.

"No," Harrison said with a glance towards the bedroom. "You don't do you?"

"Only the unexpected one sitting next to me," Cassie replied with a smile.

Harrison grinned and pulled her towards him. "Well that's okay then," he said as he drew her closer and nibbled on her lower lip.

"So what are you really doing here?" Cassie asked when they pulled apart a few minutes later. "You don't have a job do you?"

"No," Harrison exclaimed in horror. "I thought it might be romantic to go watch the sunrise."

"Try again Harrison," Cassie laughed. "You don't actually expect me to believe that, even this early in the morning, do you?"

"Worth a try," Harrison replied. "No, I just had an early morning phone call and couldn't get back to sleep."

"Charming," Cassie rolled her eyes as she stood up. "You get dragged out of bed at the crack of dawn and decide to pull the same stunt on me. Coffee?"

"Sure," Harrison replied.

"So who was the call from?" Cassie asked a few minutes later as she brought two mugs of hot coffee over to where Harrison waited on the sofa.

"Tru," Harrison said as he took one of the mugs from Cassie.

"I thought she was in Europe?" Cassie queried. Harrison noticed that she was still being very careful about not speaking Lindsay's name. They both knew that Tru was visiting Lindsay and her new husband but neither actually wanted to bring his ex up in a conversation.

"She's on her way back, she called from the plane."

"Is something wrong?" Cassie asked as she sat back down.

"She just needs me to keep an eye on someone today," Harrison told her, whilst silently wondering how to explain about his sister's unique ability. They had touched on it once before when Cassie's life had been the one Tru had to save, but Cassie had not believed she was in danger until it was upon her. She had thrown Tru and himself out of her apartment and it was only afterwards she had said she believed that Tru had known beforehand that something was going to happen. Harrison had never got round to explaining exactly how it was that Tru knew what she did. He took a sip of coffee in an attempt to stall for time.

"This wouldn't be something similar to when Tru knew I was in danger, would it?" Cassie asked.

Harrison nodded in reply. Perhaps it would be better if he didn't explain everything. It was his sister's secret to tell and there wasn't really any reason to tell Cassie. The last thing he wanted was for her to throw him out of her apartment for a second time.

"She's an antiques dealer," Harrison explained. "Tru wants me to keep an eye on her until she gets back."

"Sounds simple enough," Cassie commented.

"You want to help when you get off work?" Harrison asked hesitantly. He wasn't sure whether Tru would approve of him dragging Cassie into her rewind problems. But he knew himself well enough to know that he was easily bored and distracted. At least with Cassie hanging out with him for part of the day he might stand a chance of not messing things up.

"I'm not at the diner today," Cassie replied.

"You have the day off?" Harrison asked with a frown. "And you didn't call me to make plans?"

"I already have plans actually," Cassie smiled. "I'm finally getting some interest in my interior design business. I was going to head to an auction or two and check out the stocks."

"That's great," Harrison replied with a wide grin. "You can come with me and talk to the woman about furniture and stuff. She works in antiques, she'll know everyone, she can introduce you around."

"If I didn't know how disorganised you are, I'd swear you had this planned," Cassie stood up with a smile and a shake of her head.