A/N: i've fully accepted the headcanon of Jesse and Ivor having a father-daughter relationship and no one is gonna stop me

Missing just reached 100+ views and it literally only had one chapter i'm crying thank you :'D

Okok anyway. Decided to make this thing a collection of 'oneshots' for..reasons :)

Also the OC in this is from another story. Which is set before this one. Which I'm probably not gonna be posting anytime soon. :I also, his name is pronounced like 'sew' or 'sow,' but with a 'z'

Enjoy?

Genre- Angst/Mystery

Jesse- F2nd / Middle Female / Red Jesse

To say that Ivor wasn't affected by Jesse's and Lukas's disappearance (and later on, death) would be a lie. A massive lie.

His relationship with the two had grown since the first year that they've known each other- mostly with Jesse. The girl had become something like his student at some point; she'd taken an interest in potions and asked him to teach her how to make and use them. When he asked why, she responded that everything else was already taken (and that potions were really, really cool and useful.. the latter description she had taken back because of how the word has been ruined for the both of them).

He smiled at the memory of her flubbing her first potion, which quickly became key to one of Axel's pranks. It ended up destroying an entire wall.

Now, for Lukas.. it wasn't the same thing as his relationship with Jesse, but it was good nonetheless. If he were to be honest, Lukas reminded him a bit of both Soren and Gabriel. He had an imagination and creativity that could rival Soren's, but then he had the same friendliness and likability that made Gabriel such an easy person to make friends with.

So it really shouldn't come off as a surprise that the past three months for him have been absolutely nerve wracking. It was only five days after New Year's when Lukas and Jesse had gone missing. Then, almost an entire month later, they came back.

In body bags.

He sighed, and ran a hand down his face as he bent down to unzip the bag. Lukas's bag.

Besides himself, the only people in the room right now were Petra, who was doing remarkably well at not letting her emotions get to her, Aiden, who was taking very deep breaths to keep himself from breaking down, and a young man named Zoe, who was simply standing there, stunned and in shock. (They met Zoe a few years back- long story short, he was a scientist and enchanter who ended up in their world by accident, through a portal. He was only a year younger than most of the Order, and ended up becoming good friends with them. After he was able to get back home, they stayed in touch, which is why while Ivor and others were searching in the portals, Petra had called him over to help in the search.)

"I just can't believe it.." Said man muttered, rubbing his eyes from under his glasses. No one in the room responded.

They had to find out how they died and to see if there were any clues to.. anything, really. Which is why the rest of them were upstairs waiting.

Ivor stopped the zipper just below Lukas's chest and swore under his breath upon seeing his bloodied chest, looking away as quick as he could. (He'd say it's because of the smell of the corpse, which wasn't very strong at all, and was also a lie.) The entirety of the chest area of his shirt and jacket was covered in blood, which almost masked the long, deep gash that ran across it. His skin was almost grey, and his eyes seemed to have sunk (he couldn't tell, he didn't open his eyes).

Something felt off, but Ivor couldn't place a finger on it.

"Could you just.." Aiden put a hand to his forehead, clearly exhausted. He waved his other hand around, "Just do your thing?"

Zoe nodded, as he began to take his coat off. "Of course." Now in his black sweatshirt, he rolled up his sleeves as he began to walk towards Ivor, who moved away to make space and to unzip Jesse's bag.

He moved to Jesse's bag and unzipped it, stopping it at her neck upon seeing her face. At this point, he stopped listening to whatever was going on.

She looked peaceful. Both Jesse and Lukas looked peaceful, which was too much of a contrast to the marks on their bodies that could only be the wounds that resulted in their deaths. Lukas had a long and horribly deep gash across his chest, and Jesse's neck was disfigured, almost crooked.

His breathing was shaky as he closed his eyes, trying to get his grief out of the way. Grieve later, he insisted in his head. He quickly looked back down at Jesse's neck, trying to avoid looking at her face as much as possible, and examined it.

Besides the string around her neck that was attached to a pen and a pendant, there was a somewhat thin line that dug into her skin, as if something were wrapped tightly around her neck. Judging by the pattern that was embedded into her skin, the thing that was wrapped around her neck must have been a rope.

So the question was: was she strangled or was she hanged?

He opened the bag a little more, then picked up the pen and examined it closely. Most of it was covered in blood, as well as the Ocelot pendant that came with it. Ivor recognized the pendant and pen as gifts given to Lukas by the Blaze Rods about five years ago.

He looked up, pen in hand, and asked Aiden, "Doesn't this belong to Lukas?"

The other three people in the room looked to him in surprise. Aiden uncrossed his arms and walked closer, leaning to take a look at the pen. Ivor noticed him occasionally glance down at the face of the woman wearing the necklace, but didn't comment. "Yeah.. yeah it does."

Ivor looked to Lukas, finally realizing what felt so off earlier. Petra seemed to realize that, too. "So why is Jesse wearing it?"

Zoe put his hands on his hips. "Lukas definitely died earlier than Jesse-" He glanced at Jesse and Lukas before blinking up at Petra, "it could be that she removed his necklace and wore it after he died."

Petra hummed. Suddenly, without warning, Aiden rushed over to to Ivor's side (causing the older man to stumble just a bit) and fully opened the bag. "Aiden?"

The young man didn't respond as he knelt down and took Jesse's arm, twisting it a bit to look at the inner side of it. What was on her arm caused the others to gasp in shock.

Just along the inner side of her arm was the word 'REDEMPTION,' which seemed to be permanently tattooed to her arm. Wrapped around her hand was a white bandage.

Petra's brows furrowed, "What the hell?"

Meanwhile, Zoe took Lukas's arms and pulled up the sleeves of his leather jacket. There was nothing on his left arm, but his right had the exact same tattoo as Jesse.

They all just stood there in a stunned silence, unsure of what they should do next. Ivor picked up Jesse's limp hand, his eyes on the bandage. It was mostly wrapped around her knuckles, with the unwrapped parts covered in specks of dried up blood. He frowned.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Zoe spoke up.

"We're going to have to bury them eventually," he said as he stood, adjusting his glasses as he did so, "You know that, right?"

Ivor nodded solemnly as he placed Jesse's arm back down in the bag, not realizing that he had been rubbing circles on her arm until now. He zipped the bag closed, and stood up.

"We know."