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Warning: There might be some OOC-ness...

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Chapter 8

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~Cassie~

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Five o'clock and Cassie sat trembling in the bed, white knuckled hands clenched tightly to the sheets. Hair plastered to her skin from a cold sweat as she let out a soft whimper as she hugged her knees to her chest.

Just where is Crescent? she blinked around at the empty room. Neither of the two spirits were present, the room cold and more lifeless than usual. She let out a soft sigh as she eased her death grip on the sheet and swung her legs over the edge. "Just once... Just one time I would like to be able to sleep past five a.m."

A brief shower and a change later and Cassie was out on the path meditating. Or at least attempting to... however her mind kept drifting over various things... Just what were Sam and his 'friends' hiding? And what did that have to do with that cop...? And where they freaking heck was Crescent and Jazz?

Footsteps on the path alerted her to someone else's presence. It didn't feel like Sam... and it was too noisy for Bee... leaving only one other living individual..

"What the frag are you doing out here so early? Aren't you supposed to be in bed recharging?" Scott said as he stopped short of her. A foot nudged her leg when she gave no acknowledgement to his presence. "Girl... Come on I know you can hear me..."

"Cassie."

"Hm?"

Grey eyes opened to glare irritably up into his blue ones. "My name is Cassie and I expect to be regarded as such. As to why I am out here isn't it clear to you that I was trying to meditate?"

Scott blinked at her. "You meditate?"

"Why do you find that so hard to believe?" Cassie mused as he crouched down to her level. "Meditation calms the nerves and sharpens the mind."

Scott raised a brow before shaking his head. "I don't see why you need to meditate. Especially at this hour. You need sleep."

"Look either sit down and shut up or go away because I'm not moving from this spot." Cassie said closing her eyes and returning to her relaxed position. The red head let out a sigh and there were retreating footsteps.

After several minutes she had finally calmed down and had almost found her center when something tickled her nose. She swatted a hand in front of her and the feeling left... for about five seconds. With a sigh she opened her eyes to find Scott's hand an inch from her nose holding a leaf to her nose, a small grin gracing his face.

"Really?" she raised a brow as his grin grew into a full blown smile.

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~Crescent~

~x~

Crescent blinked as she looked down into the yard as her twin tackled 'Scott.' She and Jazz had lingered in the living room long enough to gather that Jazz's friends were using a technology called a Holoform; a type of solidified hologram from what Jazz could figure.

"Ya okay Crescent?"

"Yeah... I guess... It's just a lot to take in..."

"Well Ah can only imagine.." Jazz chuckled.

"I still can't believe that you guys can turn into cars. That's just mind boggling by itself... But when I compare the facts it kind of make sense... A lot more sense than an evil army of demon cars..." Crescent said as she glanced at the Camaro.

"Ah still don' see where ya two got tha' notion..."

Crescent smiled. "The older a being is the stronger their soul is... And let me tell you, you guys take the cake... Argh... how in the world are we going to tell her?" The panic had finally set in, the girl staring at her other half with wide eyes... "Cassie's not going to believe this unless she sees proof. Worse she'll know that I'm keeping something from her... Jazz I can't freaking lie to her... She'll see right through me."

"Hm..."

"We're doomed. She is going to have us exorcised if we lie to her... I wouldn't put it past her..."

"It's not lyin' if you jus' don' tell her. Ah'll think of something if one of the other bots don' blow their cova first."

"And for now?"

"Well she did say she wanted a day alone..." Crescent grinned as Bee pulled Scott and Cassie apart. The later was glaring at the former who was laughing at the girl's reaction to his pestering.

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~Cassie~

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Cassie eventually gave up the notion of meditating since Scott refused to stop bugging her... And well since Bee had to separate them... Scott even followed her in his corvette at a snail's pace complaining about the speed, her stubbornness and the fact that he said it wasn't safe. It didn't help that like the camaro and the ambulance the corvette had one of those auras that put her on edge...

By now she would have given up and tore him a new one but she was more concerned with the lack of Crescent... What did I do to make her mad at me?

The horn to the silver corvette startled her out of her thoughts. She let out a low growl and continued on blatantly ignoring the man.

"Come on Cassie... Just let me give you a ride..."

"No." she finally hissed. "The school is only around the damned corner."

Scott sighed before revving the corvette's engine's with a grin. The girl shook her head and picked up her pace.

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~Sideswipe~

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Sideswipe watched the girl make her way into the school with a sigh of irritation. Of all of the fleshlings he had to be stuck watching over, this was the one that had insisted on actually walking... Most of the fleshlings fawned and swooned over his altmode.. which he had to shamelessly admit that he didn't mind their envy. He had thought that there was no way she'd say no to taking a ride with him... But this femme... Her agitated demeanor had turned downright cold once she had seen his altmode. Bee had warned him of her reluctance to be within five feet of them, but he had brushed it off.

He sighed as he took and pulled out of the parking slot. :Bee I'm going for a patrol.:

:Bored already or are you sulking from being rejected?:

:Shut up.: Sideswipe closed the commlink. The camaro's form was shaking slightly with silent laughter.

HIs thoughts drifted over to what the Hatchet has discussed with him and why he was chosen to help keep an eye on their... puzzling new human...

"But couldn't Bee do it himself? I don't want to be saddled with a fleshie..."

"As much as it pains me to say it... I need your help with this one Sideswipe. No one knows twin bonds better than you."

"Twin bonds? Why in the slag-"

"I have a nagging suspicion that the youngling is suffering from a broken twin bond."

Sideswipe frowned at the medic. "But humans don't have bonds like us Ratchet."

The chartreuse medic vented a sigh. "I've been going over various research from their internet, and there have been several referenced that it is quite possible that their twins could have a psychic bond between each other... If this is true it would certainly account for some of the girl's psychological issues..."

"But that doesn't-"

"Sideswipe. The girl claims to be talking to her dead twin sister."

Sideswipe shrugged and shook his helm in dismissal. "Ghosts aren't real."

"Which is why I need your help trying to figure out if she's really talking to her sister or not." Ratchet growled as tightened his grip on the wrench he had pulled out of his subspace. "So stop being a glitch and just agree already before I beat your helm in."

He was only here for his own self preservation at this point... Ratchet had pointed out the research that he had gotten over the humans internet, and yeah Sideswipe had taken a look at it... Most of the studies were inconclusive, filled with doubts and then there were the superstitions... If such a bond was possible in these organic creatures... Maybe they weren't so different after all...

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~Cassie~

~x~

Maybe she's actually giving me a day to myself like I told her I wanted her to... Cassie thought as she stared at the teacher as she went over her lecture. I didn't think they'd actually listen to me...

The bell rang and the teacher began yelling instructions to them as the filed out of the room. Cassie went to her locker with little to no incident despite the whispers and sneers that were following her. She was mostly numb to them at this point regarding them as background noise. She sighed at the notes that were plastered over her locker, dusting them aside and standing back as she opened her locker. Today's 'gift' was yet more pigs ears and a pile of psychiatrist calling cards...

She was in the middle of stuffing her books in her locker when someone slammed the door shut. She blinked up at the group standing there. It was a group of cheerleaders/jock types standing there with glares and none to friendly smiles plastered on their faces.

"You cost us the game last Friday puta." one of the guys sneered. "Trent was our best linebacker."

"Then he should have considered the consequences of his actions. Now if you excuse me-" hands slammed into the lockers on either side of her effectively caging her in.

"Listen here bitch. I don't take lightly to you having my boyfriend-"

Cassie let off a scoff. "Boyfriend? Please. That asshole was probably screwing anyone that would have given him the time of day if they threw themselves at him."

The girl's reaction echoed in the hall and catcalls began to stir. Cassie glared as she recovered from the sting of the cheerleader's nails from where she had slapped her. Cassie spit on her pretty little shirt. "You call that a slap? I've been hit with worse." she growled as hands grabbed her wrists.

"We're just getting started." a fist connected with her stomach.

~x~

~Timeskip~

~x~

A bruised and somewhat battered Cassie sat gaping at the principal in disbelief. "I'm the one that looks like they've been put through a meat grinder and I'm the one that gets suspended? This is bullshit!"

"I am sorry Ms. Cooper but I explained to you our zero tolerance policy. If you hadn't started fighting Ms. Sanders, I wouldn't be forced to suspend you. Now you are kicked off the premises for three days and I do not expect to see you until next Monday."

"So help me you better be suspending those bastard or I will be speaking to my Aunt about reconsidering that privacy lawsuit that she considered filing against you guys." She glared at the principal as best as she could with one good eye before she turned and stalked out of the office in an huff. She passed her equally bruised aggressors, flipping them the bird as she stormed past them. She made her way to her locker and raided the now dented metal for her stuff.

She almost groaned as she stepped outside and into the rain. "Can today get any worse?" she muttered, wincing as she slung her bag onto her shoulder. As if summoned by her words a silver corvette pulled up in front of her.

"What the frag happened to you?" Scott stared at her from the driver's seat.

"It doesn't matter."

"Look get in and I'll take you home."

Cassie shook her head. "I think I'm fine."

"Femme get your ass in."

"Kiss it." Cassie spat as she turned and started down the sidewalk. Scott revved the engine of the corvette before he got out and was walking to catch up with her.

"Look I'm not arguing with you. I am giving you a ride home. You're not in any shape to be walking home." He said before looping an arm around her waist and slinging her over his shoulder.

"Hey! Put me down!" Cassie cried indignantly. "I told you that I'm fine! Now let me go!"

"Nope not happening."

"Put me down or I'll start screaming shit about rape!"

"You wouldn't dare." Scott said as the passenger door swung open before he dumped her into the seat, the door swinging shut with a click. He was in the drivers seat before she could blink. "Primus girl, I swear you are too fragging stubborn for your own good."

"Yeah well bite me. I was perfectly fine with walking home."

"Mhm. And you only look like you got you got shoved down a flight of stairs." Scott frowned at her as he sped through the streets of Tranquility. "What happened?"

Cassie glanced at the red head briefly before shaking her head. "Nothing important."

"Right... You're such an excellent liar."

My sister was the liar between the two of us... I'm just brutally honest. Cassie thought as sighed, closing her good eye as she tried to ignore how fast he was driving. "You realize you're in a residential area right? The speed limit is twenty-five."

Scott snickered. "Come on girl live a little."

"I'm perfectly content on staying alive, which if you insist on going these speeds might not be so for much longer." she said tensely her hands tightening the seatbelt in a white knuckled death grip.

"I'll have you know I'm one of the best drivers out there." He said smugly.

Cassie shook her head her face pale as he took a corner hard. "I can really see that. But you should factor in the fact that there are other drivers on the road besides you. And I really don't want to die in a car accident. So please slow down... Please."

Scott must have heard the stressed tone in her voice because the car slowed down finally before he asked, "Are you okay? You look even worse than before do I need to get you to a doctor or-?"

"I'm fine..." she said as she swallowed thickly.

The car finally stopped and she was out before Scott could say anything. She was marching into the house and slamming the door behind her. Crescent was in the living room with Jazz when she stormed through.

"Cassie? Why are you- Wait what the hell happened to you?"

The dam broke and all of the frustration and irritation of the day was unleashed. "Where the hell have you been all freaking day? Today's been nothing but craptastic. And before you ask the jocks cornered me and beat the shit out of me for having Trent expelled. Which of course meant that I got suspended for freaking defending myself against those holier-than-thou sons of-"

"Okay, okay I get it. I'm sorry that I thought you would like a day off. Just tell me that you at least got some hits in."

"Of course." Cassie grinned, wincing as her lip split. The front door opened and closed as Scott made his way into the living room.

"Look either tell me what's wrong you or I'm calling Ratchet. I'm sure he would have no trouble with coming to give you a check up."

"Look I'm alright. Bruised yes. But I am not in any need of medical assistance and no there is no way in hell I am getting the car with you again. I'll take the demon possessed camaro over that hellborne corvette any day. At least Bee and Sam drive like sane people who have a wish to get to their next destination alive."

"My driving isn't that bad." Scott admonished.

"No it's worse." she deadpanned.

"Hey! I don't see you driving so just shut up." Scott glared his blue eyes blazing as he glared down at her.

"'ey now why don' ya jus' take a breather. Ya don' really need ta argue."

Cassie took a deep breath as her anger ebbed slightly as she blinked over at Jazz who was standing beside them. The ghost's blue gaze held her own. "Ah know ya are pissed with how today has gone but ya don' need to take it out on Sides, even if he's bein' a aft."

"Fine." she sighed without breaking eye contact with Jazz. She then turned away from Scott before making her way the up stairs.

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~Jazz~

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Sideswipe let out a low sigh as he watched the girl stomp her way up the stairs, her bedroom door slamming shut in response. The ghost watched the holoform sink into one of the chairs with said sigh. "Stupid femme."

"Hey asshole don't call my sister stupid!"

"He can' hear ya Crescent."

"I don't care." Crescent growled.

"'ey where are ya goin'?" Jazz asked as the other spirit made her way out of the room.

"To sit on his hood for a while. I may not be able to really bother him but at least I can bother him by sitting on him."

Now for the record Sideswipe might seem a little OOC in this chapter, but my muses reasoning is that

A: He's missing Sunny.

B: You just don't insult his driving.