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Tyler's POV

I drove back to my dorm. I wasn't even out of the car when my phone rang; I picked it up quickly, my hand still on the wheel, "Yeah?"

"Caleb's real pissed," Pogue said in a tired voice, "He wants us to meet."

I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose, "This isn't some Sarah thing, is it?"
"No... It's something bad. He broke my lamp." Pogue yawned, "See you in five."

"See ya," I turned my keys again, starting up the car. Suddenly Reid burst out of the double doors and ran down, slapping the hood of my car and opening the door to get in.

"You weren't leaving on a mission without me, were you?"

"No." I sighed, reversing.

We met at Caleb's place, slipping in and passed his mother in the living room. We went up into the hall and Reid almost knocked down Caleb's door, "Where's the fire?"

Caleb looked up, buckling his jeans.

I snorted, "Nice work, Reid."

We shut the door and I sat on the end of Caleb's bed, Reid stretched across his couch and Pogue leaning on the windowsill.

"Seriously," Reid broke the silence, "Where's the fire."
"There is no fire." Caleb spat, "Something's come up. Something big."

"A fire?" Reid suggested.

"Shut up with the fire." I snapped, reading the look on Caleb's face only too well. "Pyromaniac." I muttered.

"Elizabeth Danvers." Caleb said.

"What about her?" Pogue asked.

"Sister of Theodore Danvers."

"No shit, Caleb... I may hate history, but Miss. Juvi's ass keeps me looking towards the board."

He rolled his eyes, "No you dumbass... Look, first thing people learn about us, is that we're the Son's Of Ipswich."

"And we are." Pogue gave him a look that only made Caleb huff.



There was a pause in which Reid looked up and frowned at Pogue, "You look at Miss. Juvi's ass?" Pogue shook his head at him and rolled his eyes, looking back at Caleb.

"People don't believe that crap, guys..." I said, getting back on track.

"Pity... think of all the ass we'd be getting." Reid grinned at me.

"Or stakes in the heart." I rolled my eyes.

"What's your point?" Pogue cut in, pushing the conversation back over to Caleb.

"Remember the myth about the five daughters?"

"Five daughters...?" I squinted.

He sighed, "Elizabeth Danvers gave birth to five girls, in comparison to the other five families. She started a pact of her own, to use against the sons. The daughters of Ipswich."

"No way..." Reid said in a whisper and sat up.

"What about the myth?" Pogue said.

He sighed, closing his eyes, "It's not a myth."

Reid's laugh rang loud around the room, making me flinch. It died slowly, "What? You're not bullshitting?"

"I'm not." Caleb said sternly, "I found this." He thrust a crinkled piece of paper into Pogue's hand. He squinted at it and then his eyes went wide, as he passed it on to Reid and then from his shocked expression to me. It looked like a family tree, going down the generations until it landed on five names, four of which I knew.

"It's a hokes... It has to be, they-" Pogue's voice died.

For once, Reid was speechless as he sat down on the couch, his hand at his mouth when he was thinking.

Caleb nodded, "It looks like we have a huge problem on our hands..."

"They wouldn't do that..." Pogue spat through his teeth.

"Do what?" I asked.

"They wouldn't do this, just to get to us... They just wouldn't." I felt the anger bottling up in the room.

I stood up, "Look, maybe we've got it all wrong, maybe they're not just trying to get to us."

"How would you know?" Caleb glared at me and I shrunk against the wall.

"How about you shut your mouth," Reid stood up to my defense, like he always did. He pointed a finger, "We are five weeks away from Pogue's ascending, we can keep it quiet until then..."

"That's a bad idea..." Pogue growled.



"Well man, it's all we've got." Reid said over his shoulder and then stopped, "Or we can go kick their ass now."

My eyes widened, "Reid, no..."

Pogue rushed forwards and pushed between Caleb and Reid, getting to the door. Reid followed quickly and then Caleb yelled, "No!"

The two boys were gone in only a matter of seconds. I got up and ran down the stairs, missing the last four and bursting out the door into the violent dry wind of an approaching storm.

"REID!" I looked around, yelling over the wind. "POGUE?!"

I saw Reid climbing into my Hummer, "Shit..." I ran over and hit the window, pulling at the door and grabbing his collar to pull him out. His blue eyes were wide and he stumbled, landing against Pogue's bike.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I yelled, everything just bursting out of me.

"We gotta find out what these witches are up to!" He yelled.

Pogue leaned over to us from the passenger's seat of the car, "We can't let them hurt themselves by messing with us."

Reid stood up and came over close to me, leaning down to the side of my face, "Think about Leah... you don't want her to be a liar do you?"

I clenched my jaw.

"Reid..." Pogue growled warningly.

"You like her, don't you?" Reid muttered in my ear.

I turned around and pushed his chest backwards, glaring and feeling my eyes shifting. Reid stumbled up, pulling his jacket to place. "Fine." He said breathlessly and turned, walking swiftly back to the mansion.

I stared after him, immediately feeling sorry. A few things had changed since the whole Chase incident had happened. Reid had pissed me off a few times, but instead of handling it like the 'Baby Boy' should, the anger got the better of me.

I turned to fix my glare on Pogue. But he was out of the car and standing next to me, a hand on my shoulder, "Good work... he needs his ass kicked every once and a while by you."

I was still glaring at him and jerked my shoulder away, putting my hands in my pockets and slipping into my car, and reversing.