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Chapter 4

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~Crescent's Pov~

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To say that Judy was mad was an understatement. By the time she was done at the school, everyone was cowering in fear of the woman. But none more than Cassie herself, and the bully that had started it all... Everyone saw the relief that was written all over Trent's face as the police hauled him away in their squad car. And even though no one could see her themselves even Crescent was also impressed with Judy's fury. She had hovered in silence as Judy tore Cassie a new one.

"This is my fault..." Crescent sighed later on as she hovered outside of Cassie's room, she and Jazz were currently shut out ot the room thanks to the lline of salt that Cassie had thrown across the doorway as she stormed her way in her abeyance of Judy's punishment. "All of this."

Jazz caressed the other spirit's shoulder, she shuddered at his touch. "Ya can't blame yaself Crescent."

Irritation flared throughout her aura. "But it is. Cassie would have none of these problems if it wasn't for me. Heck she wouldn't even see you if it wasn't for me... Ever since I died, her life has been a mess. They all think she's crazy because of me... The only one that ever believed that I existed was our dad..." Crescent's voice took a sad tone as she settled on the floor, her back against the door.

"Aw sweetspark don' cry."

"This is hell..." she whispered as she curled in on herself.

Jazz felt sparkbroken at the femme's tone. He debated on what he could possibly say to the girl but found himself without words... Her words were almost dead on... this was the Pit. Jazz had been dead little over six months and it almost drove him insane with the fact that all he could do was watch his comrades go into battle... able to see them fight and bleed, only able to offer his prayers for their safety to the unhearing audios of Primus... Because as much as Jazz hated to admitted it, if Primus really did care why was he stuck here in limbo and not in the Well?

Jazz settled next to Crescent and slung a tendril of his energy over the girl's shoulders.

~X~

~Timeskip~

~Still Crescent's Pov~

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It had been two days since the incident and Cassie had yet to speak to anyone in the house, Crescent included. As it was she was banished to her room considering that she had been suspended, her laptop and cell phone confiscated by the still P.O. Judy. She spent her time listening to her mp3 player and working on her homework which Sam gave her ceremoniously when she was summoned downstairs for her afternoon round of psych drugs.

She had finally dusted the salt line the night before but she had still yet to say anything. And it was irritating Crescent. Heck, Cassie made as little eye contact with either of them as possible.

"She's ignoring us." Crescent grumbled.

"Maybe she jus needs time ta get over her humiliation at da hands of that punk."

"Maybe but she needs to talk or she'll just repress herself even more..." Crescent sighed. They sat in silence for several more minutes before a devious grin came over her face. "Say Jazz would you like to see a neat trick?"

"Why do Ah have a feelin' dat Cassie's gonna go off on ya?"

"Oh hush and watch." Crescent said as she crept up behind her unsuspecting twin. She held herself ever so still as she leaned in close, gripping the cord to the headphones before screeching, "CASSIE!" at a pitch the even hurt Jazz's audios as it blasted through the speakers.

Cassie jolted back as she yanked off the headphones with a yelp before glaring at her twin who grinned sheepishly. "Damn it Crescent you know I hate it when you do that..." she grumbled as she rubbed her sore ears.

"Wha was dat?"

"Sorry I was just teaching Jazz about white noise."

Oh great, just what we need another poltergeist. Cassie thought sourly as she slid on her phones and sighed. "Great you fried them. You realize that I've only got one pair left."

The door opened to reveal Judy who smiled weakly at Cassie who just turned her head back to her homework. "Cassie." The woman said as she stepped into the room. "How are you feeling?"

Cassie kept her gaze fixed to the algebra book in front of her not offering any reaction to her aunt.

"Look I just came to say that I'm sorry that I was so hard on you... I figured I'd let you know that we are going to press charges on that DeMarco kid..." Judy sat on the bed and stared at Cassie's unmoving form.

"Goodie. Now if you don't mind I'm trying to finish my homework." Cassie finally looked at Judy, annoyance written clearly over her face.

Judy just smiled brighter at her niece's glare. "You remind me so much of your dad you know. He always gave me that glare when I'd pester him."

Cassie set her jaw as she turned back to her paperwork... fighting hard not to think about her father. "Just please leave me alone."

"I just wanted to remind you that Me and Ron are leaving on our three day trip tonight. I stocked the fridge with a ton of veggies and I expect you to not burn down the house while we are gone. And to stay inside. No internet, no t.v., no phone calls." Judy said as she stood up.

"Gee I feel so special... Wait... where's Sam?"

"The boys had to go in for work. They won't be back until Sunday night. So I expect you to obey my rules and be on your best behavior."

Cassie's eye twitched as she bit down her retort of I'm not a child.

Crescent snickered at Cassie's retort. "Yeah but you're not an adult either."

Neither are you.

"Cassandra!" Judy snapped at her.

"Yes ma'am." Cassie quickly agreed to whatever Judy had ever been badgering her about now. "I can do that."

"Thanks." Judy said as she set the house key in front of the teen. "Don't make me regret leaving you here without a babysitter.

This time Cassie had to bite her tongue as her aunt closed the door behind her.

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~Sam's Pov~

~x~

"Samuel."

Sam cringed at the gentle baritone. "Optimus, I told you to just call me Sam."

"My apologies."

"It's okay... So um what did you need to talk to me about?"

Optimus regarded the human boy on his desk with a curious expression on his face plates. "Bumblebee informed me about your cousin. I am also aware about your wishes to keep her in the dark about us. I only wanted to ask you if you truly think that is wise young Sam."

Sam let loose a sigh as he ran his hand through his hair before looking Optimus in the optics. "I don't know. I mean, she isn't in the most... stable state of mind as it is, and I just don't she'll find aliens a good way to judge her sanity. If anything I'd be worried that she'll repress herself even more than what she already is."

"And if the Decepticons decide to target you and your family? Wouldn't you think it wise for her to at least be minorly informed?"

Sam bit his lip as he looked down at his feet. "I.. I just don't know..."

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~Rachet's Pov~

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Ratchet vented as sigh as he went over the datafiles that Bee had sent him from Sam's cell phone. While the files only covered the barest skim of the girl's psychological issues. Most of which apparently had cropped up when the girl's twin had perished in an accident five years ago... Bee had sworn up and down that the girl wasn't just talking to herself as everyone was certain of. But if she was truly talking to her twin...

Ghosts aren't real. Ratchet thought to himself. But even as he thought this there was still a lingering what if in the back of his mind... his knowledge on twins bubbling to the forefront of his processors... he had to keep in mind that human twins couldn't easily be compared to cybertronian twins... but what he'd read on the internet seemed to match up to the cybertronian equivalent... even if the humans considered the connection be tween twins impossible and fake.

It all matched up except for death... Here in this organic species if one of the twins died the other didn't necessarily perish with it's other half...

If the girl really was talking to her other half... He could only imagine the pain the youngling was in from being technically separated from her other half...

At least her schizophrenia and her depression is explained... But it still doesn't explain her being bipolar...

Ratchet vented a sigh again. The girl was a mystery...

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~Cassie's Pov~

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Saturday came and went in utter boredom. She fell into her old study habits learned from when she was homeschooled and actually managed to get a head of herself before Crescent's instant poking interrupted her.

"Oh come on I'm bored! Just turn on the tv! Pop a dvd in! I am dying watching you crunch all those numbers..."

Cassie pursed her lips. "Crescent you know that if Judy finds out-"

Crescent scoffed. "Like me or Jazz are going to tell her that you broke the house rules for your punishment."

"Eh... waht she said. 'sides who else is gonna know?"

Cassie raised a brow. "I guess you've got a point... So um... How about some Fullmetal Panic?"

"Make it Fumofuu and you gotta deal sis."

"... Fullmetal Panic?" Jazz blinked as the twins turned with wide grins on their faces.

"Never mind make it a full marathon..." Crescent smiled.

~x~

~Cassie's Pov~

~x~

To say the least Jazz had been amused by the show. Granted it had been confusing at times but Crescent just explained the bits that had him stumped. Cassie listened to the two spirits laugh and converse the evening away, as she slowly wondered just how old Jazz really was.

Crescent had told her that he was different... Granted Cassie could feel it... But she couldn't see him as her twin could. The way he talked was somewhere between a gangster's lisp and an gentleman's elegance. He didn't appear to have been old enough to have been Third In Command in an army like Crescent had told her... Nor a Special Ops agent... He just seemed too... cheerful for that... But looking at him as he talked about his comrades... there was a shadow in the spirit's eyes that held some of that inherent darkness...

But there was a sadness in those eyes... A pain she recognized from being around Crescent. Regret, frustration, sorrow... He was bound to something or someone still here... but... if he was older than she thought... then how on earth could that tether still be there?

Cassie fell asleep listening to the two of them talk, trying to sort her thoughts out.

~x~

Sunday morning dawned for Cassie with someone beating on the door. Groaning she stretched from her sitting position on the couch, listening to her back protest the movement as she got to her feet. She made her way to the door, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes as she peeked through the peephole to see Mikaela standing there with a smile.

Cassie opened the door and put on a weak smile for Mikaela. "Hey there Kae."

Mikaela blinked at the nickname. "Kae? I thought you hated nicknames?"

"While I might be more inclined to call someone by their parentally assigned names, I have no true issue with calling someone by a nickname. Save for Samuel of course. I like seeing him squirm from my casual use of his full name." Cassie grinned. "Also I had a friend named Mikaela back home."

"I see..."

"Is there something I can help you with Mikaela?" Cassie said after a minute of silence.

"Um well... I was kind of curious if you could show me some of those self-defense moves that you promised me."

Cassie blinked at Mikaela. "You do realize that I'm grounded for like eternity right?"

"Which is why I already called and asked Judy if she needed someone to check in on you." Mikaela grinned.

"Come on we can practice in the back yard." Cassie pulled the door behind her and the y started to walk around the house. "Okay so tell me that you've at least seen Ms. Congeniality."

"Who hasn't?"

"Oh goodie. So I can go ahead and skip the SING method." Cassie grinned.

"You mean that actually works?"

"Of course... If you put enough force into it."

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~Sam's pov~

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"So when are you guys making the move to Diego Garcia?" Sam asked quietly.

"They're making them switch bases by the end of the month." Bee said quietly. "Since I'm assigned to you I won't be going."

"Are you sure you really don't want to?" Sam blinked at the blonde holoform.

Bee shook his head. "I wouldn't be stuck playing 'school' anymore if I did, but Sam I would never leave you... Even if I have to suffer the nightmare you call high school."

"Oh come on it's not that bad."

"You're right. I can feel the data in my processors die slowly as I try to avoid the oh what did Mikaela call it.. Ah yes 'googoo' eyes that the femmes in your school shoot me all the time." Bee said dryly as he pulled into the alleyway.

"It could be worse... It could be the guys."

Bee shot Sam a sour look. "There have been a few of those as well."

Sam snorted as Bee turned into the driveway and they found themselves staring the interesting sight of Mikeala being grappled by his cousin, the smaller girl clinging to his girl friend's back hands firmly planted over the other girl's bosom as she clung to Mikaela as the taller girl struggled to get out of her grip.

"Come on Kae get me off of ya. If you can't get me off how the hell do you plan to stop a male predator? By batting those baby blues at him and hoping they'll let you go? Maybe by flashing hi-" Cassie was cut off as Mikaela slammed her head into the other girl's jaw. Cassie's grip loosened enough for Mikaela to twist out of the her grip. Mikaela lashed out with her legs in a kick which Cassie managed to dodge.

"Not bad. I would say lets continue but it looks like we have an audience." Cassie turned to the staring boys. "Oh dear is that dribble on Samuel's chin I see?" Cassie grinned.

"Oh I'm sure he's got his mind stuck on some girl on girl action..." Mikaela snickered.

Cassie snorted. "Pervert's the both of ya." she accused the boys as they finally blinked and got out of the Camaro.

Sam stuck his tongue out at the brunette. "Aren't you supposed to be inside?"

Cassie's expression went dead serious. "Yeah what of it? Gonna tell Judy? Stab me in the back? Just remember I know where you two sleep. And I do have a bottle of habanero sauce that I'm not afraid to use." Sam blinked at her palely, his eye wide, for a good long ten seconds before she snickered. "I'm kidding sheesh... You can't seriously be that scared of me."

"I saw what you did to Trent." Sam shuddered as he smiled at her. "So... I take it Mom gave you permission to see the sun once more."

"Gotta have my vitamin D. Besides I did promise Kae here that I would help her with her self defense moves."

Sam blinked. "Wait Kae? You can call Mikaela by a nickname but not me?"

Cassie grinned. "That is correct Samuel."