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"Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must live."

-Charles Bukowski

The wind whipped at the rain, smacking it hard against the windows. Lightning flashed the sky and thunder rumbled the grounds. And Lena sat in her Literature course staring absently out at the chaotic scene.

She'd been at Spenser's for approximately two and a half weeks and she had managed to settle in fine enough. She had teachers she hated, teachers she loved. Classes she loved and classes she tolerated. And of course those she had to mentally psych herself up on before going to them.

School was school.

She'd even managed to make friends.

Well, make friends, wasn't exactly how she would have described it. It was more like she had acquired them mistakenly.

Abby said it wasn't a mistake that the Sons of Ipswich and their girlfriends took a liking to her. Because as Abby put it, Lena was naturally fun to be around.

However, Lena couldn't be so sure. Especially when it started to feel like she was never alone for long. Almost like they were keeping tabs on her rather than wanting to spend genuine time with her. Like a babysitter.

Of course, they were always super kind and made her laugh, even teased her. They were getting to know her and Abby. Yet, she still felt strange.

Lena thought it had more to do with the fact that she hadn't been sleeping well and that she wasn't exactly that great at making friends to start despite the contrary. She was perhaps just paranoid. And Abby was relaxed and in her short time in knowing her roommate, she would still say that was a good sign.

If Abby was relaxed around a group of people she initially wanted to avoid, then maybe Lena was just sleep deprived and worried over nothing.

But she wasn't worried over nothing. She was worried about something. Or rather someone. That boy she'd met, twice by this point. Chase.

She hadn't seen him since the night Caleb had walked her back to her room. And she never brought him up to anyone for fear she might be losing her mind. There was no way she was losing her mind, right?

But Chase, whomever he was he had certainly left an impression and she was pretty sure it wasn't a good one.

They were the same age weren't they? Shouldn't she have seen him at school? He certainly acted like he went there…

"Miss Shaw," Lena slowly looked away from the window and to Mr. Pennysworth standing at the front of the room. "Since you seem so engaged in today's lecture—" Lena fought the growl at his obvious sarcasm. "Perhaps you'd like to share with the class at least two themes from Dicken's A Tale of Two Cities. Your analysis."

Lena couldn't fight he snarl this time as she sat up straight and glared at him.

"The possibility of resurrection and of course the necessity of sacrifice," she answered. "Resurrection is ever present throughout the novel, whether it be personal or societal. And Sacrifice is there as well. Of course, Carton gives what many would perceive as the ultimate sacrifice by giving himself up to the guillotine, but it could be argued that through his sacrifice, he allowed a new life to come for Lucie and Darnay. And if you'd like to stretch it, one for himself. After all, Carton went from being pretty apathetic to being quite selfless. A Tale of Two Cities is a tale of rebirth through sacrifice."

The class was silent before Mr. Pennysworth clapped, "Excellent Miss Shaw," he said moving around his desk. "Class that's exactly the kind of analysis you should be giving. I look forward to your paper Miss Shaw."

Lena rolled her eyes. Did Pennysworth like her or did he lowkey hate her? She wasn't sure.

All the same, at least she didn't embarrass herself.

Though she wasn't winning any brownie points from some of her classmates.

Many of them didn't like her still. All because of whom she called friends.

How petty. She thought.

And with the thought the sound of the bell rang, signally the end of class and the school day.

Lena started to slowly pack her things to leave with the rest of her classmates.

"Are you alright?"

Lena looked at Abby, her roommate was in the process of slinging her bag up on her shoulder. Her brow was wrinkled in concern as she searched Lena's own expression. Pushing a smile to her face Lena shoved the last of her things into her bag.

"It's Friday," Lena said. "I'm better than alright! Why do you ask?"

"Just that you seem a bit distracted," Abby said. "Granted we don't know each other that well, but from what I've gotten to know, you haven't seemed like yourself lately."

Lena pondered this as she pulled her bag onto her shoulder and started down the steps.

"I'm okay," Lena said when they were both in the hall. "I think my original excitement has left and now I'm just recalling school fucking sucks man."

"Isn't that the truth." Both girls looked over their shoulders and at Sarah and Kate. It was Sarah that had spoken.

"You shouldn't eavesdrop," Abby teased. "It's rude."

Kate scoffed and rolled her eyes, "Whatever," she said. "Do you two have plans later?"

"Depends," Lena responded. She stopped walking and turned to face them properly. "What trouble are you trying to get into?"

"The usual," Sarah said. "We're heading out to Nicky's later."

"This school really loves it's smoky bar," Lena deadpanned as she looked toward a window. "Even when it seems like there's going to be a flood."

"I already told you," Abby said. "Nicky's is where everyone goes. Rain or shine."

"I can see that," Lena said.

"Well what trouble did you get into from where you're from?" Kate asked.

Lena shifted, "Trouble found me," she said. "But that doesn't matter. If Abby and I wanted to go it would be a bit of a problem. We haven't got a ride."

"Oh shut up," Kate said. "Come with us! That's why we were asking. So are you in?"

Lena met Abby's eye and when the girl gave her no indication that she was against it, she nodded. "Yeah, sure. Sounds like a good time."

"Great!" Sarah exclaimed. "We're heading out around nine! Should be plenty of time to get ready!"

"I hardly think I need to get ready for a bar I can't even drink at," Lena said. "But sure," she laughed. "Plenty of time!"

It was half-past nine when the girls pulled up at Nicky's. Despite it being what Kate claimed as early the place was pretty crowded, with what were mostly students from Spenser.

"Is it always like this?" Lena asked as they stepped out of the car.

"Always," the other three girls replied.

They all headed into the bar and headed to the exact same place they had on Lena's first night in town. She noticed that only two of the boys were sitting there, but she was sure the other two weren't far away.

Lena sat and watched as Sarah and Kate talked to their boyfriends. She looked around and when her gaze fell on the pool tables her eyes locked with Reid's. He was adoring that smirk of his that always seemed to make the promise of mischief. She'd be a liar if she said she didn't find it attractive.

He inclined his head back some telling her to come over. Lena looked away to the two couples at the table with her and then at Abby, knowing she couldn't leave her friend there. Plus she was sure if Reid was there then Tyler wasn't far away. And Abby always seemed more at ease with him.

"We'll be back," she said standing and grabbing Abby up with her.

"Where are we going?" Abby asked, but then she realized where she was being dragged to and Lena swore she heard a soft oh come from her.

Upon reaching the blond she released her roommate and leaned her hip against the pool table casually. "Was there something you wanted?"

"You looked bored," Reid said. Lena laughed slightly.

"I was," she said taking the pool stick from him and turning to the table. "But that's expected isn't it?" she glanced across the table and watched as Tyler racked up the pool balls and spoke to Abby.

"And why's that?" Reid asked as he watched her. Lena looked back at him.

"Ever watch two people make eyes at each other?" she asked starting to move slightly down the table and away from him. "Ever watch two sets of two make eyes at each other? It gets boring."

"And disgusting," Reid smirked. "But let's make our own fun. How about we play a game. You and—"

"Garwin!" Reid and Lena both looked in the direction of the voice.

"What is it Abbot?" Reid asked. "Want me to kick your ass at another game?" Aaron glared at him.

"I'm the one that's going to kick your ass." Aaron said.

"Is that a bet?" Reid asked.

"Damn straight, but how about we make this interesting." Aaron said his gaze landing on Lena, who stood just at his elbow. "If I win I get your little girlfriend for the night and show her what a real good time is," Reid stepped around the table.

"Excuse me?" Lena asked glaring at him. Aaron pressed his body to hers.

"If I win I get you," Aaron said smirking.

Lena had long dropped the pool stick and pressed her palms against Aaron to put space between them. But he was bigger than she was, and determined.

"Back off," Lena growled, just as Reid pushed his way in between them.

"Like she said, back off," Reid said. Lena could see just over his shoulder. Aaron's grin was smug.

"What are you, Garwin? Her guard dog?" he asked. "Or is it that you really want to fuck her and you just don't want me to be the first. You know I'd fuck her just right."

"I wouldn't fuck you even if we were the last two people on earth," Lena said moving around Reid. "And I certainly don't like that you think so highly of yourself," she pushed Aaron with each word. Each time the push a little stronger, each time she felt a little not herself. "I've dealt with smug sons of bitches like you my whole life."

Push.

"You're a weak. Pathetic. Little dirt bag," she growled just as his back hit a beam. Eyes and whispers had started around them as more people's attention was drawn to the group. But everything around her had become muffled, everything in her peripherals blurred to almost nothing.

"Now let's try this again," she said pushing on his chest. "You're going to do what with me?" she snapped.

Aaron stared at her, his mouth open to speak, but why was it as though he were in pain?

"Lena," Abby had placed her hand on her shoulder. "I think you proved your point," she said.

Blinking Lena released Aaron and took a step back from him.

What just happened?

"Bitch," Aaron muttered shaking his head. "Keep your dog on a leash, Garwin."

Lena looked down at her hands.

Shaking.

"I have to go," she muttered to no one in particular. Turning on the spot she started for the exit, not even bothering to go back for her jacket. She felt sick as though something had come over her. Something she couldn't control.

She'd felt this before when she…

She had made it outside and into the cold air before she heard someone calling for her. And the thought from before had escaped her.

"Hey! Lena, wait!" It was Reid. "Hold up!" Lena felt her arm grabbed and she turned on Reid quickly. He released her with a sharp intake of breath and he took the tiniest of steps back. "What just happened?"

Lena wasn't sure what he was asking about. His reaction to her or to what had happened to Aaron Abbot.

Regardless, the answer was the same.

"I don't know," she said. "Where's Abby?" she asked. "I think I…why are you looking at me like that?"

Reid was watching her as though it was the first time he was seeing her. His eyes were racking over her as though he was looking for something.

"He didn't hurt you, did he?" was all he said when his eyes landed on hers again.

Lena shook her head, "No," she frowned. "I'm okay," she said. "I guess I'm just stronger than I look."

"Clearly," he muttered. "Listen, I should have stopped it before then."

"You really didn't need to," she said. "I can fight my own battles," she winced, "Not that I don't appreciate you stepping in when you did…He's a right asshole."

"You'd say the same about me," Reid said.

Lena scoffed, "Well, duh," she said. "But you've shown me far more respect than that bitch ass has shown me in the two interactions we've had. So on my scale, you're not so bad."

"Yeah," Reid laughed and stuck his hands into his pockets. As Lena made to mirror his gesture, she was reminded in her haste that she'd forgotten her jacket and with that realization, she was made aware of how cold she actually was. Reid seemed to have noticed as he inclined his head back to indicate the bar.

"Want to go back inside?" he asked.

Lena glanced at the bar, "I'd rather leave…" she said. "But I came with—"

"I really don't care Tyler! All I know is that she stormed outside because Aaron Abbot is a colossal asshole!"

Abby had burst through the front door, Tyler on her heels, and the others on his.

"I get that but you didn't have to throw a drink in his face," Tyler responded.

"Yes, I did!" Abby yelled back. "He struts around like a—like a peacock!"

"We would have handled it," Tyler said. "You shouldn't—"

"Aren't you chivalrous," Abby growled just as her eyes landed on Reid and Lena standing there watching them. "Oh thank god you caught up to her," she said as she got to them. She was holding Lena's jacket and held it out to her.

"Thank you," Lena breathed as she took the jacket and pulled it on. She instantly zipped it and stuck her hands into the pockets. "Is everything okay?"

"Looks like Abby didn't like the way Abbot treated you and she's not just a quiet bookworm after all," Pogue said.

Abby crossed her arms and tucked her chin into the collar of her coat.

"Are you alright?" Caleb asked.

It took a moment for Lena to realize that Caleb was talking to her. He was watching her the same way Reid had been only moments before. Aside from the girls, they all were.

Why are they looking at me like I've grown two heads?

"I'm fine," Lena said gruffly. "Listen, I'm sorry to have caused a scene in there and I hate to ruin your night."

"Hey, don't worry about it," Kate said. "It was getting dull in there anyway. Besides Aaron is dirt so no harm done."

"Yeah," Sarah nodded. "We were talking about going to get something to eat. That is if you're up for it."

Lena glanced at each one of them before she nodded, "Yeah, I could eat."

Reid Garwin wasn't sure exactly what he was looking at when he looked at Lena Shaw as the eight of them sat in Butler's Diner.

Of course he could describe her, average height, brown eyes, wavy chestnut hair, female. But for the life of him he didn't know what he was looking at when looking at her. She was absolutely ordinary when you put her down on paper. Even her little brush with the law back in her hometown was absolutely…unremarkable.

Yet, he couldn't deny that there was something about her that was out of the ordinary. And he could say without a doubt that his thoughts on that had nothing to do with the fact that he might be attracted to her. That was a whole different subject all together.

Lena Shaw was weird and there wasn't anything anyone could say that she wasn't.

From the very first time they had all met he'd notice something strange, but he could never put his finger on what that strange thing was. Then he witnessed what happened with Abbot back at Nicky's. It was like Lena had changed, like she was…not like him and his three friends. But something of it. She radiated something but not something he could name.

Then when he had touched her in the parking lot…

"What just happened?"

She had looked at him as though she was just as perplexed. So either she was a good actress or whatever was happening with her she had no better idea than him or the others.

All the same, Reid was curious…

"Why are you staring at me?"

Reid blinked as Lena looked up at him over her strawberry milkshake, her eyebrows raised in question.

"I wasn't staring," he replied.

"Sure you weren't," she said just before reaching across the table and taking a fry off his plate. "Just like all of you weren't staring at me in the parking lot at Nicky's. Or how you all haven't been keeping an eye on me for the last two weeks now."

Lena glanced down the table, the others were laughing and talking amongst themselves. She met Reid's eyes again, her brown eyes seemed to sparkle. She popped the fry into her mouth.

"I'm a lot of things, but stupid isn't one of them," she said. "So tell me, why is it that the Sons of Ipswich are so interested in me?"

Reid leaned forward, "We're being nice babe."

"Don't call me babe," she rolled her eyes. "So you don't really want to know me and I'm a charity case."

"Far from it," Reid rolled his eyes in return. "Sarah probably told you, new people aren't common around here. You're the third one this year."

Lena's eyebrow quirked again, "Who was the other?"

"Chase Collins, but that doesn't matter, he left or whatever."

Something akin to familiarity and confusion passed across her face before she shook her head.

"Hm, I still don't get why you're keeping an eye on me. Which is something you haven't answered yet."

"We're not keeping an eye on you," Reid lied. "We're getting to know you, but you make that hard to do."

"Well," she sipped her milkshake. "What is it you want to know?"

"I don't know. Somethin' interesting," he said.

"We all can't come from an old family that dates back to the Witch Trials, Reid," Lena said.

"That's not interesting," he lifted his hand as if to wave it away because he always had an impulse to tell her the true interesting part of that fact. "C'mon Lena, tell me something interesting."

Lena went back to sipping her milkshake, she looked tired all of a sudden. She was carefully watching Reid as if she could read everything about him. Seemingly her mind made up, she stopped drinking, stole another fry and spoke.

"When I was thirteen, I drowned while I was at summer camp," she said. "I remember falling into the water, the pain of holding my breath and then relief…but suddenly there was pain in my chest again and I was coughing up water. I lived that day, but I know I died because…" she paused, as the others at the table had stopped what they were doing to listen.

"That's terrible," Tyler and Abby whispered.

"Yeah," Lena shrugged and smiled slightly. "It really was…I mean dying is…I mean there's all this stuff about heaven, hell, purgatory…but I couldn't tell you where I went I just…I don't know how to explain it but I know I'd died. I know I was gone, because when I came back, I knew I'd been somewhere but I couldn't tell you where…" she glanced at them all a bit slowly. "I sound crazy, I know. My parents put me in therapy after that. The therapist also thought I was crazy so fat luck that did."

"It doesn't sound crazy at all," Caleb said. "You had a near death—"

"I died," she snapped. "My mind isn't and wasn't trying to cope with anything. When I came back, there were camp counselors panicking about what to tell my parents as another had been performing CPR on me. I wasn't near death, Caleb, I'm pretty sure I was picking out what color to paint my eternal resting place."

Silence fell over the table, Lena grabbed her milkshake and seemed to think better of drinking it and pushed it away.

"That was morbid, I'm sorry," she said. "I'm not sure what's going on with me lately. I'm usually far more fun."

"I asked," Reid said. "Who knew you had a bomb like that though?"

Lena looked at him out the corner of her eye, "I suppose it would be too much to tell you all that since that day, trouble followed me. Hence why my parents sent me here, one too many bad things happened."

"Maybe a tad dramatic," Kate said. "But hey, you're sitting in a diner, with perhaps the biggest trouble magnets in the entire town, the worse one sitting across from you."

Reid lifted his hand, left finger protruding.

"Basically what she means is," Pogue said, a hint of amusement in his tone. "We've all got baggage and you're in good company."

Lena tapped her finger against the table before she smiled a bit, but she said nothing in return. Reid thought perhaps she was a bit skeptical of that, but no one said anything. And eventually the conversation turned away from death and drowning to other mundane topics. Such as the Halloween Party happening a week from now.

But Reid Garwin couldn't help but watch Lena Shaw. For he wasn't sure what he was looking at when he looked at her.

She was not like him and his three friends…but she was something.

The girls had bid goodnight to one another as they got back to Spencer Academy. A silence had fallen over Abby and Lena as they headed to their room. It wasn't until they were inside their room that Abby said anything, which Lena was grateful for because the silence was starting to unnerve her.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Abby blurted out. "I mean you just don't seem like yourself. Which is completely ridiculous of me to say when we've basically just met! But I can just feel that you're not okay like in my soul or whatever…great now I sound crazy."

Lena couldn't help but chuckle.

"Fortunately for you empaths are real," she said. "So don't worry you don't sound crazy."

"Not sure I feel relieved…"

"Not sure I meant to make it that way," Lena replied.

Sighing Lena sat upon the edge of her bed. She wasn't entirely sure how to explain how she was feeling. She suppose tired covered it, but she couldn't for the life of her understand why that was. Like suddenly the life was being sucked out of her.

Earlier in the bar what she had done…she was still confused by it. She was her and yet she wasn't. She'd felt this way the same night that led her parents to send her to Ipswich. The sickness that came after her spell, the need for fresh air and to get away, the shaking…

"I'm not sure what's going on," she finally voiced. "I could just be coming down with something."

"Hm," Abby hummed. "Maybe, but it seems like its more than just the common cold."

"Possession has crossed my mind," Lena joked. "But in all seriousness, I don't think there's anything to worry about, Abs."

Abby sighed and sat next to her, "You see, that makes me worry because I can't shake this feeling that—"

Knock, knock, knock.

The rap on the door caused both girls to jump.

"Expecting company?" Lena stood.

"This late?" Abby responded. "Absolutely not. Just ignore it."

But Lena couldn't do that, she went to the door and pulled it open slowly.

"I knew you should have ignored it," Abby said.

"Perhaps you don't know this about me, but I don't do late night hookups," Lena said to the blonde at the door.

"You both slay me with your humor," Reid Garwin deadpanned. "I'm not here for a hookup, I came to make sure you made it back."

"You could have texted," Lena frowned.

"Well, I didn't," he mumbled. "Do you have a second?"

Lena looked back at Abby, her roommate shrugged and moved to her side of the room to begin getting ready for bed. Glancing back at Reid, Lena stepped into the hallway and closed the door behind her and leaned against it.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Reid stood with his hands in his pockets and rocked slightly on his heel.

Is he nervous?

"Nothing's wrong," he said. "Just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I wish people would stop asking me," Lena replied. "Not that I don't appreciate you all asking, I'm just a little tired of being asked every other hour."

"Noted," he nodded. "I'm not even sure why I came."

"I take it that bad boy exterior you flaunt is all for show, hm?" Lena asked. Reid smirked slightly and shook his head.

"Someone's gotta be the foil to Mr. Golden Boy," he said. "I gladly take the role, after all I have more fun."

"Except you're not that much different from him," she said. "I hear what people say about you and they're wrong. Kind of funny that no one would believe that Reid Garwin has a heart of gold. Classic."

He looked ready to argue but she shook her head.

"C'mon Reid. You only pretend to be aloof. If that weren't the case, you wouldn't be here right now to check on me."

"You don't know me," he said.

"True, but I can't say that I don't like what I see or do know," she replied. "I appreciate you checking up on me," Lena said turning toward her door. "Call me sometime tomorrow, we can chat then."

She didn't wait for a goodnight nor did she wait to see the look on his face. She turned the doorknob and entered her room, closing it behind her.

Caleb Danvers was a pacer. He paced when he couldn't sleep, when he was stressed, when he was worried…Sarah called him a quintessential Virgo—whatever that meant.

Caleb ran his hand down his face as he glanced at the time on his phone. The offending numbers read: 2:34. Pogue sat watching him calmly as though waiting or thinking of the right thing to say.

All Caleb knew was that he felt like he was getting too old for this, but what eighteen year old felt like they had lived for fifty or sixty years?

The kind of eighteen year old that comes from a long line of warlocks. Who a little over a month ago ascended, received his father's power and vanquished (maybe) a scorned warlock, all on the same night.

Now, there was something strange when it came to Ipswich's newest inhabitant.

"I died…I wasn't near death, Caleb…"

Stressed just didn't seem to be the right word to describe how he felt at the current.

"Relax man," Pogue finally spoke. Caleb shook his head. There was no such thing as relaxing for him. At least at this moment in time. "I get it, Lena's brought some...strange things with her. She seems normal but clearly she's not."

But he continued to pace in the basement of the Colony House up until he heard the door at the top of the stairs open and close. His two youngest friends stomping down the stairs.

"What took you two so long?" he asked.

Tyler looked at Reid quickly before answering. It didn't escape Caleb's notice that Reid didn't meet Tyler's eye.

"He went to check on Lena," Tyler said.

"Check on or check on?" Pogue asked.

Reid sat with a huff, "I actually talked to her if that's what you mean."

"About what?" Caleb asked.

"Things," Reid practically growled. "It wasn't important."

Caleb tilted his head a bit before sighing and sitting down finally.

"Let's just get to it," he started. "We have to talk about Lena. What do we know about her other than what she's told us?"

"From what I could find, she doesn't come from a long line of magic. There's nothing interesting in her background," Tyler said. "You know other than her saying she died…"

"So basically what you're saying is the same thing we've said for weeks now, we've got nothing and we don't know her," Caleb said.

"Or maybe we're just being paranoid?" Pogue said. "Which honestly I highly doubt."

Caleb glanced at Reid as he was excessively cracking his knuckles. If Caleb showed his stress in pacing, Reid showed his stress in his hands.

"What's wrong?" Caleb faced him fully. Reid looked over at him, his hand falling to his lap.

"Nothing," Reid looked away. "Like you said, we don't know her and we're probably just being paranoid."

"But," Pogue prompted. A bit of annoyance flashed across Reid's face before he sighed.

"But I don't think she's a threat," he muttered. "Don't get me wrong man, she's weird and I know that there's been this weird power that we've been feeling, but I don't think it's her. Tonight after what happened at Nicky's I touched her and something happened. I don't know what it was, it was a power but it wasn't like us man."

Caleb leaned forward, "When were you going to share that information Reid?"

"I just did," Reid rolled his eyes.

"Then please elaborate," Caleb said. "What was the power like? What do you mean it wasn't like us?"

Reid frowned as though he wasn't sure how to explain it and perhaps he wasn't able to. If it had been like theirs it would have been easy to describe. It was like a calling, a tingling at the nape of the neck, as though fire ran through your veins.

"It was like…swimming…" he finally said. "It was filled with adrenaline of a heat, like when you've been under too long but you push yourself anyway, and then you…" Reid tapered off.

"You break the surface and breathe," Tyler muttered. "That story she told us…you don't think it has something to do with what's going on, do you?"

Caleb sighed, "I don't know, but it can't be a coincidence," he said. "What I do know is that since the night she showed the Power we've felt has been similar to ours but based on what you just said that's not coming from her."

"And it's not like we know what really happened to Chase," Reid said.

"He's gone."

"We don't know that, Caleb," Pogue sighed. "Kate and I got better that night, but what if he's still here just…weak?"

The thought had crossed Caleb's mind of course, but hearing it from the others didn't exactly make him feel good about it. After all, it would be his responsibility to deal with it. But now there was a new factor in it because he could not shake the feeling that Lena Shaw was a key component to this all.

"We're not going to get anywhere tonight," he said. "But we should continue to keep an eye on Lena."

"About that…" Reid sat forward. "She's suspicious. She knows that we've been keeping tabs on her."

"Then Reid should spend almost all his free time with her," Tyler said.

"The hell? I'm not a babysitter!"

"No, Tyler is right," Caleb said. "Reid for some reason I think she's the most comfortable with you. After all you did just say you talked to her and it was fine."

"For some reason," Reid scoffed. "And why don't I get a say in it?"

"Oh please," Pogue drawled, "You're not that torn up about it. Just don't try to sleep with her and everything should be fine."

Reid looked ready to argue but something stopped him.

"There's something else," he said instead.

"Let me guess! You've already slept with her," Pogue said.

"No," Reid growled. "It's about the Chase thing," he said. "Tonight I mentioned him to her and her reaction was a bit strange."

"How so?" Caleb asked.

"I mentioned him leaving or disappearing or something and she looked like that confused her. Like she was familiar with him but confused by what I said about him." Reid sighed. "Man, all I know is that something is definitely going on but I don't think it's her fault."

Silence fell over them until Caleb finally stood up.

"Then you have to keep an eye on her," he said. "We all will, but she likes you the most."

Caleb was unsure about Lena Shaw, but there was one thing he was sure of: Reid Garwin called to her and her to him.

Better late than never right?! That's another chapter and I'm really excited for the next chapter haha. BUT, I hope you've enjoyed this one! :)

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TR