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Emma was lying on Scott's bed next to him, while Gabriel was on his bed above.
After laughing at a joke by Gabriel, Emma turned to Scott with worry and fear in her eyes.
"What?" Scott asked, concerned about why she was giving him that look.
Emma answered, in a whisper, "I'm not going to invest my time into finding out who the killer is."
Scott sat up straight, "Do what?" Confusion and irritation in his voice.
Despite not knowing exactly why Scott was irritated, Gabriel read the moment and made a smart decision. "I'm gonna go for a smoke," he informed and left to go have his smoke.
Emma, mildly surprised, chuckled and asked if something was wrong.
"So, you're not going to help at all?"
Emma sighed. "I don't know what I want to do. My mom advised me to keep myself safe, because, if I can't save myself, then how can I save anyone else?"
"How can you save anyone if you don't put yourself out there?"
"I also," Emma said as she got off the bed, "don't want my mom to be in anymore danger."
Scott stood too. "I understand that. Ever since I became a Werewolf, both my mom and dad have almost died; but that didn't stop me."
Desperate for approval and validation, Emma suggested to help from behind the scenes.
Scott sat back on his bed, disappointment emanating from him. "I think you need to take more time in considering what it is you want to do exactly."
Emma hastily walked out.
Gabriel came back inside, questioning what had happened; but Scott told him not to worry.
During lunch break at school, Brooke left to go see Bruce at the Animal Clinic.
She came inside to see him speaking with Scott as they gave a dog a shot.
"Hello, Brooke," Bruce greeted. "Can you wait in the foyer while we do this, please?"
Brooke, though anxious, agreed to wait.
Once Bruce and Scott were finished, they went to Brooke and asked her what she needed.
"I need to know why Audrey, Emma, and I didn't go to Emily's death as The Three Fates."
Bruce shrugged, theorizing they may not have went due to the danger. "It's possible that your other halves felt as if you would have been in more danger than previous nights that night."
Brooke sighed, shaking her head; not accepting his answer.
Scott spoke up, "I think, I might know why they didn't go."
After school, Noah went to Hector.
"Hey, Hector," Noah addressed as he came into the empty classroom.
"What's up?" Hector replied.
Noah grinned, snapped his fingers and pointed to Hector. "Guess what."
Hector imitated Noah. "What?" He asked with a grin.
"I'm doing the Frankenstein podcast tonight."
"Hell yeah!" Hector jumped up from his desk and bumped fists with Noah.
Brooke came up behind Noah and hugged him.
The two greeted each other with a kiss and Brooke asked if he was ready to leave.
"Yeah. See you tomorrow, Hector."
"Bye, Noah. Nice to meet you Brooke."
Brooke turned before they left the room. "How did you -?"
"I listened to the podcast you were in," Hector explained.
The two teens then left to Noah's home.
Minutes later:
"Emma's no longer helping!?" Noah nearly shouted.
"That's what Scott told me."
"Should we tell Audrey?"
"I don't think we should worry about it too much. If Scott thought it was super important, he would have told us sooner."
"I guess so." Noah stood, sat next to Brooke on his bed and began kissing her.
Brooke reluctantly pulled back and asked, "Aren't you going to do your podcast?"
"Later. Right now, I'm focused on you." He delicately kissed her cheek.
Brooke giggled with an "Aw".
That night, Emma messaged Scott, telling him that she would continue to help find who the killer is, but she will not go out and put herself in immediate danger.
Scott accepted the idea, telling her that it sounds good, but wishes she would help as she always had.
Emma pointed out that they didn't have any leads to begin with, nor was anyone actually going out to investigate.
You know what I mean. Was all Scott sent back.
SEXUAL ASSAULT SCENE STARTS HERE!
Brooke was woken up at two in the morning by her phone ringing.
"Hello?" She answered without looking at the caller ID.
"Hello, Brooke," the sinister voice said on the other line.
Brooke wiped her eyes and asked who it was.
"The one you and all your friends are worried about."
She sat up instantly, her heart pounding, not knowing what to do or say. "Wh-what do you want?"
"I want you to come to this big house of yours. Alone. Oh, and don't tell your cop friend or else my partner will kill your boyfriend like he intended to at the hotel."
Brooke did as requested by the psycho.
When she arrived to her old home, she saw the front door was left open. She went inside and heard a noise come from the kitchen. She went inside and saw a man wearing a mask similar to a Brandon James mask, but longer and more white.
"Are you Father Death?" Brooke questioned, mockingly.
The figure shook their head.
"Then you're 'Ghost Face'," she mocked again.
They stared at each other.
"So, what do you wa - "
She stopped herself when she noticed the fabric of his costume slightly rise from below his waist.
"Hell no." She ran for the door, but the killer caught her first.
He threw her onto the ground, put his knees on either side of her, grabbed her hair and slammed the back of her head against the floor. He pulled out his knife, putting it against her neck, making sure she knew he is willing to kill her. He then proceeded to take off her pants and underwear…taking what he wanted…
The entire time during the assault, Brooke tried to fight him, but was either overpowered or intimidated by his knife.
She allowed him to finish…
He captured 'the end' with his hand and went into the kitchen.
Brooke heard the sink running, realizing that he was washing away the evidence. She reached her phone and called Acosta, after the second ring she heard her attacker leave out the backdoor.
Acosta answered his phone asking what was wrong, just as Emma and Audrey stepped into the doorway.