Hey guys! Im back with a new chapter! This one was requested my Hungergames-Chlerek-lover. Its Chapter 27 of The Reckoning in Dereks PoV.

OH! And I know I have forgotten to put this in ANY of my other chapters, or stories actually, but I don't own anything other than the PoV characters thoughts. In this case Derek's. Sad but true. :'(

Chloe spun toward the door suddenly. I had no clue what she was doing but she was studying the door closely.

"I think he's gone," I whispered to her. "Did you hear something?"

She then looked up, fear taken control of her perfect face. "I-It's Dr. Banks." Shit.

She listened to whatever he was saying for a few seconds, but I couldn't take the fear and pain that was inhabiting her face and body language. So I leaned down to her ear.

"Release him. Whatever he can tell us, it's not worth it."

She shook her head, and my anger flared. She never listened to me but its not that mattered. Instead of ripping her a new one I settled for scowling and tightening my grip on her arm.

Chloe settled a little as she listened to Dr. banks.

"Yes. Derek. That's Derek." She said to him. Why were they talking about me?

As soon as the words left her cute little pink lips, her eyes widened and she started to slightly shake and moved backwards. I don't know if she was doing it consciously or not but I moved behind her and gripped her arms, which were covered in goose bumps. I rubbed them away as best I could.

"Let him go, Chloe," I murmured to her. "whatever he's saying, you don't need to listen to it." she looked at me for a fraction of a second before she looked into the empty space before us.

"With the genetic modifications?" Uh oh. This couldn't be good.

She listened a bit more.

"Manipulated the data?" That really got my interest.

"What data?" I said.

"For the modifications. What does that mean?" She answered me, then addressed Mr. Banks.

"They changed the data so it gave the proper results," I told her.

"So Dr. Davidoff manipulated the data-" She began but im guessing she got cut off by Dr. Banks.

"So who manipulated the data?" She asked the empty space.

She listened to him for a few more minutes then she started to summon. She broke into a sweat again and balled her hands into fists at her sides. I was still stroking her arms, and I tried to get her to relax her muscles.

"He's being pulled away," She told me.

"Let him go," I told her. "we've got enough."

"He was trying to tell me something."

I snorted. "Aren't they all? Must be a rule in the ghost handbook-if in danger of evaporating, make sure your in the middle of a dire pronouncement."

She then preceded to tug off her necklace and hand it to me, but I put it in her pocket instead.

"Keep it on you, okay?"

She then kept summoning. She gasped out and looked as though she was in pain. It took everything in me not to jump at he and pull her away from all of this.

Chloe gasped again but this time shivered slightly too. Then she froze. I knew it wasn't a binding spell because you could still move your eyes in those.

"Chloe?" I asked. She wouldn't look at me. Something was wrong. I grabbed her shoulders and tried to get the necklace out of he pocket and around her neck, but she toppled over like the statue I had knocked over when I was younger. I jumped at her caught he before she could hit the ground. When I looked at her face she was still staring strait ahead, but a look of terror in her eyes.

"Chloe? Chloe! You can push him back. Just push him back and this will be over. You can do it! I know you can. Come on! Chloe? CHLOE!" I tried to get her to move or make a sound, but I was just working myself up.

We were in the middle of the room and if anyone walked down to check on what I was yelling about they would see me bent over her, so I grabbed her ankles and pulled her across the room. And sat beside her.

"Chloe, come on. Say something." She just kept looking at the ceiling, starting at nothing.

I had to get her back! I fumbled to get he necklace over her head but was stopped when her eyes closed then popped back open, and her lips curving up in a very unlike Chloe smile.

"Hey, there." It was Chloe's voice, but the tone and inflection were wrong.

I felt myself frown as I though of what had happened to her as I tried t get the necklace over her little head.

She batted me away with he hand. "I don't need that."

"Yes, you do." This definitely wasn't Chloe.

"No, I don't."

I smacked her hand away and yanked the necklace onto he neck, and heard the slap of the pendent on her skin. She gasped then closed her eyes and fell back against the floor again. I caught her head before she did damage to it.

As I moved my hands away and started at her face, her eyes opened. "Chloe?" I asked.

She breathed. And I felt like a huge wait was lifted from my shoulders. I don't know how but seeing her breath made me feel that much better. I had no idea what happened, but I took her hands in mine.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I-I-I-" But she didn't finish. She looked over my shoulder and looked about ready to piss herself. She listened, and as she did she became more confident. And when she finally spoke she was completely in control. Or it sounded like she was.

"No, you wont." she said while getting up still looking over my shoulder.

"Oh, yes, I do." She said as she reached out and literally shoved him, and from the look on her face, he was gone.

"Chloe?"

I touched her shoulder, and I could feel her relax against my touch. She took a deep breath. "We need to get out of here," She told me. :As soon as we can."

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It turned out that we wouldn't have to wait that long to be rid of this house and all of its ghostly inhabitants. Andrew returned alone, as I thought he would. Russell's apartment had been emptied before Andrew had gotten there, also what I presumed would have happened.

I could hear Andrew and Margret from across the house, but Chloe, Simon, Tori and I were all waiting outside the door and listening in.

Margret had said that we were that we were more then they could handle, and the best way to relive themselves of the burdens was to hand us over to someone else-namely Chloe's aunt or mine and Simons dad.

I looked at Chloe from the corner of my eye, and saw that she was tryign to keep herself still, and not run in to hug her. I had to suppress my laughter.

We were leaving tomorrow and headed back to Buffalo. I wasn't to happy about that, but at least we would be away from this place and Chloe wouldn't have to deal with the ghosts any longer. We were going to attack tomorrow, so that meant that they would need to go over the floor plan of the building. They asked Chloe to give them as many details as possible. She was trying, but I could tell that she was having issues with not going limp in her chair and falling into a deep sleep.

When I noticed I hit Simon and nudged him. He looked at Chloe and his eyes showed worry. We helped as much as we could. HE drew a floor plan for them. I got a glass of ice water for Chloe. And Tori noticed to because she murmured "Are you okay?" To her. Margret was oblivious to any of this though. She was to busy grilling Chloe for every last bit of information she could give. I was about ready to rip her old wrinkly face off, but she then let us go.

Chloe went to the parlor, and I followed. She walked until she found the armchair, curled up on it, and was asleep the second her eyes shut.

I went over to her and moved the hair from her eyes. She looked so peaceful!

I started to turn away when I heard her teeth chatter. I looked at her and she was shivering. I quickly went and grabbed her a blanket and draped it over her petite body. Then went to get her another glass of ice water. I then went and sat on the couch.

I then started humming a song that had been stuck in my head. Daydream Believer.

I was so absorbed in my thoughts, seeing as I finished humming the song hours ago, that I didn't notice at first that Chloe was awake. When I tuned into her breathing and heart rate they were a bit ecstatic, so I turned toward her, only to find that she was staring at me.

I took her a minute to realize that I noticed, but when she did she turned away fast, but not before I saw the pink start to invade her cheeks. Why was she embarrassed to be caught? Did she like me? No, that was crazy.

Before I could get my thoughts together I saw that she had drank her water. "Must be almost lunchtime." She said.

"Maybe. You okay?" I asked her.

She nodded.

"You want to talk about what happened downstairs? With Banks?" I asked. I wasn't really good at helping with that kind of stuff but if she wanted t talk then I knew someone who was perfect for it.

She nodded again.

"I should get Simon. He'll want to know."

She nodded again, but I couldn't bring myself to leave. I just kept staring at her as she drank her now warm water.

She was so perfect. She was the complete opposite of me. I was huge with billowing muscles, and she was petite with little to none. She cared about everyone, and I cared about only people close to me. I was a monster, and she was an Angel.

I needed to tell her how I felt, even if she rejected me, it would be better then the pain I was going though having to hold in my feelings from her.

"Chloe." I said. She took her time looking up. Slowly tilting her head up, little by little. As I saw her eye brows, then her eyes, which were focused on the glass in her hands, I was ready to just run over to her chair and pull her into me.

"Chloe?" This time she looked up at me, glass midway to her lips, which were parted. When she looked into my eyes, hers grew three sizes and the glass tumbled from her grasp and landing on her jeans. She was soaked.

She then scrambled to catch the glass before it hit the ground and shattered, which I appreciated, so I quickly got up and knelt in front of her. I took the glass from her hand and she looked up. I saw what I thought was impossible in her eyes. My face was mere inches from hers, and I slowly leaned forward and-

"What'd you lose?" Simon said from the doorway.

We leapt to our feet so fast that we collided together.

"What were you looking for?" Simon asked as he walked in. "Not your necklace, I hope."

"N-no. I-I just dropped my glass" Chloe stuttered out as she gestured to her jeans. She looked at me then. I had my hands in my pockets.

"I was just about to…" She trailed off. I didn't want her to tell him about Dr. Banks. I didn't want to hear anything like that. I wanted to rewind to when we were crouched on the floor and pray that Simon didn't show up for a few more minutes, just to see what would have happened. But it wouldn't. Not now, not ever. The moment had passed, and so had any of my chances.

"I-I should change my pants." Chloe said.

"Sure," Simon said as he sat on the sofa.

Chloe made it to the door before I said, "Chloe?" As she turned, I tried to think of something to say but I couldn't. I wanted to have a reason why I would go with her but I couldn't thin of one, and I was really hoping that Chloe would try and help me, and It looked like she was, and she was having about the same result as me. Nothing. So instead I asked her, "You want an apple or something? I'll grab it while you're getting changed," And with that she said sure and made her way up the stairs to change. Taking my heart with her.

Hey! Okay I know it may not be the best chapter I have ever done but I am half asleep right now, even though its past 5 in the afternoon. The next chapter will be the other request by Hungergames-Chlerek-lover, so sit tight and it will be up in the next few days.

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