"What happened to you two?" Aria looks up at me and Hanna when we will return to the fair on a horse. Her voice full of concern. "There was a man who just got here with a horse just like the one you are on, telling people a blonde chick with her short friend stole his carriage and horse. That the short one was on top, punching him in the face before throwing him on one of the horses and took the other one. The police were called. I suggest getting off that horse." Hanna hops down first then helps me down.

"Seriously, what happened to you two? You look beat up and Hanna...is that...are you cut?" Spencer moves over to Hanna and inspects Hanna's cut. Hanna winces and pushes Spencer's hand away. Spencer's eyes cut to me. "What did you do?" Her spits at me with venom.

Before I can defend myself, Hanna steps in. "Leave her alone. She saved my damn life. So back off." Hanna pushes Spencer back.

Emily and Paige runs over to us. "Oh my God. Hanna what happened to you?" Emily moves over to Hanna, checking her out. "You're hurt."

Emily is about to say more when we hear police sirens. "Look. I'll explain later but y'all need to go. Paige, get Hanna out of here." I move Hanna towards Paige. Paige nods and takes Hanna by the forearm. When Hanna struggles to break free, I cup her face. "Hanna. Go. Trust me yeah?" I look at Paige. "Hanna will explain everything to you. Go. Get her out of here." Paige and the rest of the girls start to move and Hanna shoots me one last look, mouthing be careful. I nod and watch the girls disappear. I pull out my phone and give Tim a call. "Hey Tim. Getting ready to sit in a jail cell. Give you a call when I get my one phone call." I hang up the phone and hop back on the horse. "Well Mr. Ed, looks like its just me and you." Mr. Ed neighs in what seems to be in agreement. Two officers, one male and one female, suddenly appear in front of me with the man that own the carriage not too far behind. "Officers. How may I help you?"

The officers look at each other before the man appeared at their side, out of breathe. "That's her! The short one I told you about! She did this to me!" He points to his black eye and I wince. Didn't think I did that much damage. "Arrest her! Assault, damages, thief! Put her away!"

"Sir. Calm down. Let us handle this." The female officer says calmly. "Young lady, step down from the horse."

"Can I get a little help?" I say sheepish grin on my face. The male officer helps me down. "Thanks officer…" I look at his nameplate. "Bryant."

"Mind telling us what happened young lady?" This female officer was calm and collective. I looked at her nameplate. Anderson. I kinda like Anderson.

"Compilations. You wouldn't believe me if I told you anyway." I reply with a sickly sweet voice.

The man points his finger in my face. "You little bit…" Before he could finish his sentence, I head butt him in the nose. He stumbles back and falls down, holding his nose. "She broke my nose...she broke my nose!" He chokes out, blood pouring out his nose. I am thrown to the ground by the female officer as I hear the male officer speak into his radio.

"We could have done this the easy way, young lady. Now I have to place you under arrest for assault." Anderson says as she slaps the cuffs on me. She reads me my rights as she drags me through the fairground to the squad car. I can hear the man behind us, yelling at me about how I was going to pay. "Sir please! Stop before I arrest you for disturbing the peace. Now go get your face checked out and head to station if you are willing to press charges."

"You bet I will be pressing charges." With that, he storms off.

"Thank you officer Anderson. I thought he would never shut up." I give Anderson a genuine smile.

We reach the squad car and she opens the door, sliding me into the back. She looks at me and actually has a smile on her face before shutting the door. She opens the passenger side and gets in. Moments later, Bryant gets into the driver's seat and starts the car.

"So I gotta ask." Bryant says looking into the rearview mirror at me. "How does someone your size can cause so much damage to a guy his size? I mean...look at you. You are a hobbit and I don't mean any offense when I say that. I like hobbits."

Anderson smirks. "Clearly by the headbutt she gave him, she had some kind of defense training. Not mention the black eye."

Bryant laughs. "He is going to have one hell of a time giving that report. Don't get me wrong. I know women can kick ass...I watch UFC but for someone so small handing out an ass beating like that to a guy twice if not three times her size, the boys are going to have a field day with him."

Anderson turns to look at me. "Seriously. What happened back there?"

I look at the window and sigh. "I told you. You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Try me."

"Okay." I look Anderson square in the eye. "That man had a ghost inside him. It made the man attack me and my date. I actually saved that man's life technically. If I didn't throw him on the other horse, he would be seriously hurt or dead." Bryant pulls over to the side and turns to look at me then him and Anderson look at each other. "What? I told you wouldn't believe…"

"I do." Bryant cuts me off. "I believe you."

Anderson nods in agreement. "Me too. I believe you as well."

"You two seen something...haven't you?" I lean up. "What have you seen?"

"We said too much." Anderson says, clearly her tone says she wants to add more. "Get us to the station Mike." Mike nods and restarts the car. As we drive to the station in silence, Anderson is eyeing me through the rearview mirror. Finally she breaks the silence. "A couple of days ago, we get a call from dispatch that an elderly woman was causing a fuss in her room at the hospital. When we got there, doctors and nurses was trying to calm her down to no avail. She was screaming about seeing her dead son. The hospital staff said she was just having hallucinations, probably cause by her medicine but this woman was sure she saw her dead son. 'I know what I am seeing. I saw my son, Garrett. He was here.' Of course we knew who she was talking about. Garrett Reynolds. Former cop that was accused of murdering two teenage girls. That's when we thought maybe she was just losing it, that she was missing her son or that someone was playing a sick joke. We told the staff we were going to check around the premises, just in case you know? As we check the top floor, that's when we saw him. It was Garrett. He spoke to us, telling us….no….warning us about something was coming. Something bad before disappearing. Later at the station, we told the captain about it and got laughed out the room. Any case, me and Mike here have been on pins and needles since."

I sat in the back, thinking of everything Anderson just said. Now that I think about it when me and Paige first saw Garrett at the meeting, he didn't like happy. In fact, he looked on edge as if he didn't want to be there. Maybe it's possible that Garrett was brought back by force or maybe he's here to protect something. Before I can speak, the car comes to a stop and I notice we reach the station. Before they got out the car to retrieve me, I spoke up. "Maybe Garrett is here to serve and protect. Maybe he didn't stop believing in being a cop...even when the everyone was against him." Bryant and Anderson look at each before exiting the door. The right hand side passenger door opens and Anderson pulls me out. With Bryant on the other side of me, they walk me up to the double doors that lead to the station. When we went into the station, a woman that look in her mid forties, blonde hair and brown eyes smiles at me.

"My my. What did this pretty little thing get nicked for?" She ask, English accent strong.

"This pretty little thing, according to a rather pissed off man, stole and destroyed his carriage, stole his horse and assaulted him. Two of those things we can confirm." Bryant says with a smile on his face.

The woman laugh and shook her head. "So you're the one that man from earlier was raving about. Came in with a bloody nose and all."

Anderson sighs. "I told him to go get checked out."

"Well he didn't. Bleeding all over my desk. Still...for one so small to do so much damage. The boys in the back are going to have a good time with him. Well come on then, let's get you sorted yeah?." She takes me by the forearm and leads me to the back. "Give me your right hand." I give her my hand and she takes my fingerprints.

"Where you from?" I ask her, tilting my head.

"Oh notice my accent eh?" She smiles at me. "Bristol."

"I know Bristol. Got a friend that lives there. Was just there last year. So what brings you here?"

"Well…" She grabs my forearm and leads me to a wall to take my mugshot. "I followed the man I love here. He's teaching at Hollis for a bit then we go back home."

I give a small smile as she takes the first shot then I turn to my right then my left. "How did you get this job exactly? You seem rather nice."

"Oh love, I can get tough when I need to." She laughs as she removes the items out of my pockets. "Seriously, you shouldn't be getting nicked at your age, love. You can't be older than my daughter, Naomi."

"Yeah well, what can you do?" I simply shrug and she laughs.

"Well that's one thing you and my Naomi got in common." She smiles brightly at me.

"Gina. Is she ready?" I hear Byrant's voice.

'Yes Mike. She's ready. Off you go." She pushes me in the direction of Byrant. "Good luck love."

I nod and smile. "Thanks."

Bryant grabs me and leads me to a holding cell. "She's rather nice. A woman like her volunteering here makes no sense. I will tell you this though, whenever someone is getting booked when she is around, they come to the cells with a smile on their face. Something about the woman makes you happy." We reach the cells and he opens one up. "Turn around for me." I turn and he uncuffs me. "Sit tight as we work through as to what's going to happen to you. Since there is no judge around at this time, you might be in here till morning."

He turns to leave but I stop him. "Wait. Bryant?"

He looks at me. "Yeah?"

"Garrett. Was he a good man?"

"He was. Just got an unlucky break. I was proud to serve along side with him." He answers without hesitation. I nod at him and he nods back then leaves. I sigh and sit on the metal bench, thinking of my next move. I can rest a bit easier knowing Wilden was finished but that still left Lyndon and Garrett. However it looks like Garrett might be a friendly. He warned his mother that something big was coming and he looked like he didn't want to be there during the meeting. It was too much to think about to be honest. I was tired and sore and a bit hungry. I take off my jersey and ball it up a bit, using as a pillow and fell asleep on the bench.

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I slowly open my eyes and groan. "Sleeping on these things aren't what they use to be." I say to myself. I sit, yawn and stretch. My eyes get adjusted to the room and I notice the cell door was open. "What the hell…" I slowly get to my feet and peek my head out. "Hello?" I can see an officer in the hallway but he wasn't moving. "Hello? Officer?" I wave at him but he still wasn't moving. I exit the room and walk towards the officer. "Well, if you are going to just stand there, I will be just going. You know, criminal and all." I stop in front of him and wave my hand in his face.

"Everyone is frozen." Anderson voice comes out of the blue. She approaches and the frozen officer. "Everyone but us." Bryant joins us.

'It's fucking weird man." Bryant says as he pokes the frozen officer.

"You need to get out." An unfamiliar voice calls out but by the look on Anderson and Bryant's faces, they know who it is.

"Garrett?" Anderson barely whispers.

"You don't have much time. You need to leave. It's coming." Garrett's voice full of worry.

"What's coming Garrett?" Bryant ask, looking around.

"Meet me at the place it all ended for me. Get out of there." Garrett's voice fades away.

"Garrett? Garrett!" Anderson yells out. "What did he means its coming?"

I didn't have to think about it. I know what he was talking about. "Come on. Garrett has giving us time to leave. Where did you guys put my stuff?" They lead me to the room where they store people things.

"Why did he do this? Why does he want you to leave? I don't understand." Anderson asking me as I gather my things.

"Where did he died Anderson? I need to know." I turn on my phone and turn on the program that detects entities.

"He died on a train on Halloween. The train hasn't been used since. In fact...that train is part of a rumor."

"What rumors?" I walk past them as they follow me to the exit.

"According to people, the train moves on its own. No one operating it."

"You sure? Goes on it's own?" I check my phone. No detection yet.

Anderson takes my phone and starts typing something into it. "Here. It's where the train is located. We will meet you there." She hands me my phone back and push me to the exit. "Go."

"I'll be there." I exit the police station and quickly walk away from the station. Once I am out of eye's view of the station, I slow down my pace and pull out my phone to call Paige. "Paige…"

"Sam! Shit! We was worried about you! Hanna told me everything. You okay?" Paige lace with both relief and worry.

"I'm okay Paige. Listen, Garrett…"

"Garrett attacked you as well?"

"No. That's the thing. Garrett just broke me out of jail in a way. He has been giving warnings to people about something coming. He wants to meet at the place he died."

"The train? I was there when it happened. Listen, where are you?"

I stop and look for signs. "Umm...I'm close to a place called The Brew. Wait, Emily works there right?"

"Yes. I know where you are. Stay there." I can hear some commotion in the background. "Hanna wants to speak to you."

Hanna's sleepy voice comes through the phone. "You okay? What happened and why is Paige flying out the house like a bat out of hell?"

I laugh a bit. "Because she is picking me up. Hey...you okay? You sound exhausted."

"I have you to thank for that. I was up half the night telling Paige what happened and the other half I was worried about you."

My heart flutters a bit at that. Hanna was up, worrying about me. "Listen, get some rest. I'll be seeing you soon."

"Okay. Sounds like a plan to me." She makes kissing noises into the phone before hanging up. As I put my phone in my pocket, Paige rolls up beside me and I hop in.

"You look like shit." Paige says deadpan.

"I feel like it too but like the saying goes, no rest for the wicked."

"Does that include not getting food, taking a hot shower and seeing a beautiful blonde that slept on the couch, worried sick about you?"

"Why did she sleep on the couch?"

"Not the point Sam. I am saying, get some rest first before you dive head first into the next wild thing you got going."

"Alright point taken. Let's go." With that, Paige pulls off and we start the drive back to her place.

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When we walk into Paige's home, coffee hit our noses. "Hanna?" Paige calls out.

"Hanna let me in." A familiar voice calls out. "Thought I make some coffee for you guys." Aria appears out the kitchen area.

"Thanks Aria." Paige smiles at Aria. "Where's Hanna?"

"She's in the bathroom, freshening up." Aria says as I walk and collapse on the couch. "And I wouldn't thank me yet."

"What?" Paige says, confused. We hear noises from the kitchen and a body appears. "Hey Spencer." Paige does a half wave to Spencer. Spencer returns the half wave then looks at me like she is about to say something.

I roll my eyes. Clearly I wasn't in the mood for her at the moment. "Look. It's been a long night Spencer. I really don't…"

"I'm sorry." Spencer cuts me off. "Hanna told me everything." I look at Paige and she shrugs. Spencer catches this but doesn't make a comment about it. "She told me that the man attacked her and you stepped in and help. So thank you." Spencer finishes and was clearly uncomfortable.

"Watching Spencer say sorry to someone that isn't me, Toby, Emily or Aria can be crossed off my bucket list." Hanna says, making everyone turn their heads in her direction. "You see, the Hastings aren't a family that are use to saying sorry." She joins me on the couch and rubs my back. "You look like shit and close to smelling like it."

"Hanna!" Aria reprimands Hanna.

"What? She does." Hanna says with a shrug, still rubbing my back.

I laugh. "It's okay Aria. She's right after all."

Hanna smugly smiles at Aria and Aria rolls her eyes in turn. "See? She agrees." She leans in and kisses my cheek. "Seriously, go shower."

"Hey. It's not like you smell like roses ya know." I turn my nose up at Hanna.

Hanna laughs and gives me another kiss on the cheek. "True but you still close to smelling like shit. Now I am going to go home and get a shower myself." She stands up and walk to the door. "When I get back, we need to continue to talk about stuff. Bye girls." Hanna walks out the door.

"Hey Spencer, join me in the kitchen." Aria tilts her head toward the kitchen.

"Sure." Spencer looks at me again. "Again. I'm sorry and thank you for helping Hanna."

I watch them walk into the kitchen area and I tilt my head at Paige, indicating her to come over to me. "I need to you to watch Emily."

"You think she might get attacked like Hanna did?"

I nod. "I do. In fact, watch out for Aria and Spencer too. I think Bethany is making her move."

"Something I don't get about Bethany. I mean you saw what she I went for her right? She has the power to just appear and disappear. Makes you think we she hasn't attacked us directly."

I sit up and narrow my eyes in thought. Why haven't she attack us directly? Clearly, we are a threat to her. "Because we aren't her endgame. She wants Alison."

"Alison is dead though...right?"

"There are the Alison masks out there plus there are times the girls themselves have 'seen' Alison."

"Right. Emily told me about that. Alison wearing a red coat, pulling them out of a fire."

"Alison being Red Coat is another problem. Red Coat was an entity that was part of A. I destroyed it."

"So you think this Red Coat could be Alison's ghost?"

I sigh. "I don't know. Could be. Which begs the question...why does Bethany want Alison so bad?"

"You heard her. Home wrecker. Alison ruined her life or she claims but you must know what Alison was like."

"I do. Trust me, she's a bitch by all means but this goes beyond hate." I stand up and pace a bit. "I'm starting think it's not Bethany that wants Alison now. I don't think it was ever her."

"You think it's A that wants Alison?"

"Yeah. I think A is the one that wants Alison more. It's just using Bethany to complete its goal."

Paige pulls her hair. "But why? What the hell would A, an entity, would want with a girl, a teenage girl at that?"

"I don't know but I think I know who has a clue. And girls, you can come out of hiding now." Aria and Spencer suddenly appear, confusion plastered on their faces. "Now that you heard all of that, Spencer, I need you to make a call and text the person this address." I toss my phone her way and she almost drops it. "Careful Hastings."

"Yeah." She nods, her face still has a look that she is trying to process everything she overheard.

"Who you got her calling and how the hell know they was listening?" Paige ask.

"You don't do what I do without sensing things…" I simply reply, shrugging.

Paige is about to say something when Spencer comes back in. "She will meet us there." Before I can say anything, Spencer cuts me off. "I am going. Can't stop me."

"I am going too." Aria speaks up.

Paige sighs. "At this rate, might as well bring Emily and Hanna."

I faceplam and sigh. "Fine. Guess that would be easier, keeping on a eye on them wise but could be a bad idea. Be like leading them into a trap if it goes sideways." Suddenly, we hear a knock on the door. Paige goes to answer it. When the guest appeared where we are, I couldn't help but ball up my fist. Brown hair, brown eyes, her fashion sense didn't say nerd anymore. She looks at me and I can tell there are a million things she wants to say. We stare at each other for a minute before I broke the silence.

"Hello….Mona."