A Plot

Beck's POV

Her skin was paler than normal, her beautiful face was sunken in for lack of food. I slipped through the window bars and sat in front of her. Do I show myself to her? Seeing her brought back a mix of emotions. I touched her face and she jumped looking around. Stupid I thought of course it would freak her out she can't see me.

"He-hello?" she questioned her voice quiet and shaking.

I, I just couldn't talk to her. I walked through the bars and into the hallway. I walked through the wall that divided Jade's cell from the rest of the building. Inside a tiny room sat three people, the judge, one of the cops, and a man whose face was shrouded in shadows. The group was talking very quietly.

I entered the room and sat in the corner, I didn't recognize the man whose face was now illuminated. "She has to take the fall for this," the unknown man said.

"Yes and she will, she has no jury only I will decide if she is guilty or not," the scum bag of a judge said.

"And you will find her guilty?" the clouded man said again.

"Yes," the judge said firmly.

"You haven't even heard all of her testimony, are you sure she's guilty?" the cop said obviously only recently being recruited into this scheme.

"You idiot it doesn't matter if she's guilty!" the judge yelled.

"This town is in a panic it just needs someone put away for this," the clouded man answered the cop.

"But if the murderer isn't her isn't it pointless?" the cop said still confused.

"The real murderer has probably fled already."

"Then shouldn't we the police be chasing them?" the cop questioned again.

"No you dunderhead Jadelyn is going to be going behind bars for this," the judge snapped.

"Why? Jadelyn also said Victoria Vega was there as well," the cop protested.

"Is there an odd relationship between yourself and Jadelyn that we should be aware of?" the man questioned angrily.

"No I was just brought up to fight for justice and this is wrong we're convicting an innocent woman. For killing her husband none the less. She, she should be allowed to grief," the cop stuttered.

I was happy that someone was concerned for the well-being of my beloved wife. Regardless of her short comings. I walked away from the plotting three knowing my wife would be imprisoned for my murder. I went back into her cell and saw her asleep still sitting up. I sat behind her and took her head delicately in my hands. I lowered her into my lap and stayed like that all night.

She shot up halfway through the night and looked around. She shot her hand out right to where I was sitting and I leaned backwards quickly not knowing what she would feel if she did touch me.

"I, I know you're here," she said her voice shaking. "I, I can feel you!" she snapped. She was crying "Beck," she whispered "Beck!" she yelled.

I heard the heavy footfalls of a guard and he burst into the room and looked at her crumpled on the floor. He sighed and left slamming the door behind him.

"You're right," I whispered "I am here."

She looked up to where my voice came from and crawled over to me. She rested her head on my lap and I was confused about how she knew where I was. I knew I hadn't revealed myself to her yet, she could sense me.

I ran my fingers through her hair and it made sense, I would have been able to feel her too.

AN: so there's the huge twist! For one Beck is actively in this story omg weren't expecting that right? Also three people are plotting against Jade! Oh no! Can I get 10 reviews for this please? I'd really love that!