A/N: Here I am again! After writing for two other fanfics, I'm here with chapter 3. Wow, 11 follows? That's a highscore for me! I just want to say that I will be posted less often, because I'm available only on weekends. I have so many things to do, but so little time...

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Chapter 3

Chloe and Rachel drove to the junkyard as usual. They didn't even speak a word. What happened yesterday was etched in their minds.

'Tragedy at Blackwell yesterday. A student got shot in a freak incident. Stay tuned to-', the radio got cut off by Chloe turning it off. She didn't want to be reminded of that. She got another brief flashback. The gun turned on her. Max suddenly appearing. The gunshot. Blood everywhere and the sirens from outside. The bluenette shook her head and tried to focus on the road.

Rachel placed her hand on her friend's shoulder. "Hey. You alright there?"

The punk sighed. "Yes- and no. It's... It's just so fucked up."

Rachel just nodded and turned to the window. She thought she'd better not push the issue further.

The truck stopped at the junkyard. The two girls got out and sat on the hood of one of the cars. Still silent.

"So we don't leave Arcadia yet.", the blonde asked.

"No. We don't. I have to know that Max will make it."

"I understand. We have to find a way to find Nathan."

"That motherfucker won't get away with what he did.", Chloe replied clenching her fists.

"That's sure, of course the authorities are already on the hunt. The question is: Are we going to make our move?"

"Of course we will! And we will start where it began. Blackwell."

"Uh-huh. Bad news. The school is closed because of... The recent events. We can't just...", Rachel said but stopped, seeing the punk's familiar expression of a plan forming. "Oh no."

"We can't break in. But noone said we can't just enter. Don't forget that step-douche is the security there. We will get the keys."

"What exactly are we going to do in there? What are we going to look for?"

Chloe thought for a while. Once again, Rachel was right about the details. They had no clue about what to look for.

"Hmm... What about right to the Prescotts then? Surely this will be the place Nathan went to hide first."

"Are you crazy?"

"What do you suggest then?"

Rachel sighs. "I don't really have anything, but just going to the Prescotts' property isn't an option. What will we do? Just knock on the door and say 'Hey there! We just want to see Nathan, because he nearly killed a friend of ours yesterday. Can we come in?'"

Chloe slightly chuckled at that. First time she laughed since... The incident.

"How are you so good at predicting such things?"

"It's simple. I'm a medium.", the blonde replied, laughing at her own joke.

After a while of silence they head back to the car.

"Really, why did we even come here?", Rachel asked.

"I have no idea."

And then they leave the junkyard.

"But seriously, what are we gonna do? About the thing with... That issue?", the girls continued the conversation in the middle of the ride home.

"Probably ask people around. Eye-witnesses will give us some information. It won't be something that much, but we need any kind of clues."

It wasn't long until they reached the house. Chloe and Rachel opened the door and walking in the living room, they saw Joyce and David talking to two familiar persons. Max' parents were here.

They all just look one another in a awkard silence.

Somewhere in Arcadia...

Nathan droves as fast as he could. He had just left from his house. His father told it wasn't safe for him to be there.

He drove like crazy, even that would make it too suspicious. There were million of thoughts in Nathan's head.

'What the actual fuck happened back there?'

'Why did I even bring that gun?'

'Is that girl even alive?'

'Should I surrender? Should I run away?'

'What now?'

Not really knowing what to do, Nathan drove the first thing that came to his mind after home.

He stopped in front of an old barn. The young man entered and found the entrance to the underground shelter uncovered. He was here. Nathan gulped. He had a very bad feeling about this.

Hesitantly he opened the hatch and entered.

A/N: Short chapter. Ok, it seems that this chapter is just filler. There was mostly dialogue. And what was that in the end? You know what.

Until next time!