Well, hello again! I'm pleased that so many of you reviewed this time. To be honest, your reviews fueled my determination to finish this chapter, and if it weren't for them it would still probably be unfinished. Now this chapter starts weird and ends weird and didn't quite turn out the way I wanted it to, and that's the reason it's a few days late because I had a lot of homework and I wanted to go over it more and fix it some more before I posted it. But i've been over it multiple times and I just can't figure out how to fix it. But it's still good, just not what I wanted... I don't know. Just read. Let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: Once upon a time their was a little girl who was smart and still had friends unlike the normal nerd stereotypes. And this little girl wrote two fanfiction stories for the Darkest Powers. But this little girl did not own the Darkest Powers series because those stories were fanfiction. But that did not upset the little girl because people reviewed her stories and gave her the praise she needed to believe that she could write her own book one day. So that little girl wrote, and wrote, and wrote, and is still writing today, but knows that one day she will be finished and will have all her reviewers to thank for their support, whether they knew it or not. The end! Yay!

Chapter 4: Ignorant

Derek came to visit her during the night. She never actually saw him, but when she woke that morning, Chloe knew that Derek had been there; it was just a feeling she had.

She stayed in bed a while after waking, not really wanting to get out, just observing her new room. The sunlight was filtering in from the window beside her bed, and Chloe watched the dust motes as they floated in the air around her.

Sighing deeply, she rolled onto her feet, changing out of her nightclothes.

"Good morning sunshine!" Jessa trilled as she skipped into the room, tickling Chloe's bare stomach as she passed, causing Chloe to shriek because Jessa's hands were so cold.

"Are you okay?" Chloe asked, trying to keep her poor stomach out of reach of Jessa's hyper fingers. Jessa was bouncing up and down, her eyes flitting from one thing to another, never resting for more than a second.

"Perfectly fine! Why?" Jessa asked as she hopped around their new room, examining everything with both her fingers and nose.

"You seem rather hyper." Chloe watched her uncertainly, "How much sleep did you get last night?"

Jessa had her head stuck inside the closet at the moment, and replied with, "Oh... about an hour? But I'm fine. I feel great! Have you ever had a Monster?" She asked, pulling her head out of the closet to look at Chloe, and Chloe was struck with the weird feeling of seeing a dog, just the way Jessa held her head and the way her eyes bore into hers, it just reminded her of a dog.

"Uh, no, I haven't. Why?"

"Oh!" Jessa leaped from the closet door to in front of Chloe, her face radiant, "You have to try them! They're energy drinks, you see, and they're supposed to keep you awake. Derek gave me one, I wonder where he got it?" Jessa paused, looking far away in thought. But then she shook her head and shrugged, "Annnnnnyway, he gave it to me so I could stay awake on guard duty." Jessa broke off in giggles, "Duty" she repeated and laughed like a five year old.

"Jessa." Chloe snapped her fingers in her friends face, wondering what had happened to her normally serious friend, "Focus."

"Right!" Jessa hopped again, a smile breaking out across her face, "Derek gave me a Monster, and I drank it 'cause I was sooooooo tired," Jessa put on an exaggerated tired face, "And so I drank it-and it was really good!- and after I was done I wanted another one, but I didn't know where they were and Derek was with you. So I sneaked into the car- 'cause the Monster can smelled like the car- and I found a whole bunch of 'em!" Jessa's face lit up again.

"Jessa," Chloe could already see where this was going, but she just had to ask, "How many did you drink?"

Immediately Jessa's face fell, and she looked at her feet, "Just a few..." She mumbled.

"How many?" Chloe asked firmly, feeling like she was talking to a little kid.

Jessa glanced up at her face and quickly averted her eyes. "Jessa..." Chloe's voice took on a hard note.

"Two, just two." Jessa said nervously, Chloe narrowed her eyes, "Maybe three. Possibly five. Sort of like seven."

Chloe's eyes bulged. She drank seven energy drinks! No wonder she was so hyper, those things were full of sugar! And caffeine. Was there such a thing as a caffeine overdose? Chloe hoped that if there was werewolves weren't affected by it. But good lord, Jessa should've have known better! But seeing her now, Jessa bouncing on her toes like a little kid, already forgetting that she was in trouble- Chloe suddenly realized that she was seeing the more ignorant and innocent side of Jessa, the side that her friend kept hidden, day after day, covering her soft underbelly of innocence with hard armor.

And looking into these child-like eyes, Chloe suddenly felt protective of her friend, and why shouldn't she protect Jessa? Jessa had, on many occasions, put her life in potential danger not just to protect her, but to protect everyone, their whole weird little family. But now the tables were turned and Jessa was the feeble one, the one who didn't know any better, the weak one.

"Jessa..." Chloe was going to tell her to sit down, but she was bouncing too much, and Chloe was sure that she would forget her orders in seconds and be back on her feet again. So instead Chloe finished with, "I'm going to go get Simon."

"Okay!" Jessa said excitedly, then turned back to the dresser that she was opening and examined it throughly.

Chloe walked across the hall and knocked on the boy's door, "I'm coming in." She warned, giving them a moment to get modest if they needed to before she entered.

When she walked in her eyes were assaulted with the sight of Derek shirtless. Well he wasn't exactly shirtless, he was pulling a shirt on and she only saw his chest for a spilt second before his shirt hid it. But that spilt second image played over and over again in her head. It wasn't like she hadn't seen him bare chested before, but still..., well, the sight of his muscled chest and hard stomach made her blush, no matter how many times she saw it.

She glanced at the floor, her face burning, shifting her head just the right way so her hair blocked her bright red cheeks.

"Hey Chloe!" Simon said, perky as usual.

"Hey." She said, still staring at the floor, unable to believe her cheeks were still red.

Derek came up to her, tilted her head up gently with his hand and kissed her lips lightly, "Good morning." He murmured. That of course caused her to blush even more, but Derek just smiled.

"Is everything okay?" Simon asked, probably referring to the fact that she was in their room so early in the morning (not that it was too early, but it was still odd).

"Uh, um, yeah." Chloe cleared her throat and looked at Simon, "Your girlfriend drank seven energy drinks last night and is now acting like a human bouncy ball. I can't get through to her, maybe you can?" She ended it in a question, sounding hopeful.

Simon's mouth dropped in either fear or amazement, Chloe wasn't quite sure which.

"I'll go deal with her." Simon said, walking to the door, "Is she in your guys' room?"

"Yeah." Chloe answered, and Simon nodded.

"This oughta be good..." He murmured as he left the room.

"You really shouldn't have given Jessa an energy drink." She said, looking up at Derek once Simon was gone.

"Well, I had to or else she would have fallen asleep." He answered, frowning at her.

"Well did you tell her that they are pumped full of sugar and caffeine and that she shouldn't drink more than one of them? Two tops?" Chloe asked, feeling a fight coming on but not really doing anything to stop it because she could still see in her mind how innocent Jessa seemed and she didn't like Jessa seeming innocent, she didn't like Jessa being reduced down to a child-like person. Chloe had to protect Jessa, she had to protect her friend, even if the enemy was her friend's own innocence. She wasn't even sure if that made sense.

"I thought she knew..." Derek trailed off uncertainly, backing away from her, getting the same argument vibe as she was.

"She didn't know, Derek, and that's the point!" Chloe snapped, "You have to tell her these things! She doesn't know everything!"

"I'll tell her next time, but I still don't see the problem." Derek said calmly, doing his best to avoid a fight.

Chloe sighed, trying to think up a way to explain her thoughts without actually getting into an argument with him. "She's different than us." She said slowly, frowning as words came to her, "She lacks some of the most common knowledge, like what energy drinks are. She grew up in a lab until she was 13, Derek, and lived on the streets until we found her, staying away from people as much as possible." She looked at Derek, trying to get him to understand what she was talking about, to get him to comprehend what she was feeling, "She doesn't know what we know, things we learned while growing up, simple things our parents taught us or lessons we learned from our mistakes, she never learned them. She may act big and strong, and she is, but deep down she's ignorant and she tries to hide that."

Chloe could see understanding filling Derek's eyes as he started to see what she was saying. And in the back of her mind, Chloe wondered why it took her so long for her to understand this herself. How long had she known Jessa? Six months? More than that? She wasn't sure, but it amazed her that she was only now starting to see the true ignorance in Jessa, and she felt the need to protect her friend, to shelter her, to help her understand the world around her.

Jessa was what they could've been. If Chloe had been raised in a lab, she would've turned out like Jessa, but she was lucky and had been saved. Jessa was what Derek could've been, what he would be, if Kit hadn't rescued him. In Jessa, Chloe suddenly saw what they all could have been, but never were, because someone who loved them had saved them from that life. But no one had saved Jessa. No one had saved her and deep down Chloe pitied the girl, because she knew that it could've been her had things been different. And that knowledge strengthened her love for her friend, made her bond with her feel so much stronger, and she knew that she would do anything to protect her, to keep her safe.

They spent the first day in their new house unpacking ( everyone but Jessa, since she slept most of the day once her sugar high wore off). Once packing was done they all went to the local store and bought groceries, then they were busy putting everything they bought away. The second day in their house they spent cleaning. It was an old house and Kit said no one had lived in it for a few years. The owners were some people who lived in Vermont and they had inherited it, but never liked the house and were now renting it out to them.

On the third day all the teenagers in the house were all tired of being cooped up inside from the day before so they decided to explore the woods behind the house, since they had nothing else to do.

"Mmmm..." Jessa's head was tilted up in the air as they walked through the woods, "It smells so good out here. So fresh."

And Chloe had to agree with her friend, breathing in the cool spring air. She smiled to herself and grabbed Derek's hand, the air setting off some kind of high in her. Derek smiled down at her and intertwined his fingers with hers, squeezing her hand gently in his.

"You're weird." Simon poked Jessa in the stomach.

"Well, you haven't been smelling dust constantly for the past two days, now have you?. You try it sometime and you will feel the same way." Jessa shot back.

"What do you smell?" Simon asked, and Chloe frowned at his weird question as Derek laughed quietly at the face she made, but Jessa took the question in stride, all too used to Simon.

"I smell you, and I smell Derek and Chloe, and I smell Tori. I can smell the rabbit that's hiding in that bush right over there and that bird in the tree right over there. I can smell grass and dirt and a dead mole behind that tree there and dead leaves and water. There's a stream nearby. Somewhere over there." Jessa pointed at everything that they couldn't see, and Chloe was surprised that she could sense all that and not get confused.

At the mention of the stream, everyone perked up and decided to find it. They had started their adventure out by entering the forest by the side of she house, and in their search for the water source, they ended heading more towards the back of the house.

"It's somewhere up here." Derek said, his nose in the air, sniffing out their target. Derek, his curiosity getting the better of him again, had become very interested in finding this stream along with Simon, and both boys left their girlfriends in their pursuit. Both brothers were leading the way, driven by their shared curious natures, while the girls trailed behind, not really caring. Just enjoying the forest.

The early afternoon sunlight was filtering in through the trees canopies, casting patterns on the forest floor. The wind was blowing gently, rustling the leaves of the trees. And birds called back and forth in the early spring air, filling the air with their music. They were slowing making their way towards the back of the house as they searched for the stream, Chloe could just barely see the house from the distance they were at because of all the foliage in the way.

It was when they passed the house that Chloe felt it.

It didn't alarm her, not at first. It was just a feeling, a cold chill down her back, a shiver that made the hair on her arms rise. It didn't set of warning bells, it just made her feel a little uncomfortable. Something didn't feel right.

She looked at Jessa, to see if she wasn't the only one feeling this and saw that Jessa was scanning the area, looking for something, anything, but Chloe could tell that she had found nothing. She saw Jessa look at Derek, and Chloe looked at him as well, he didn't seem to sense anything, or notice that they had. In her mind she flashed back to their first night at the new house and remembered how Jessa had felt something weird, and Derek hadn't. They never really figured out why, or even tried, and Chloe knew it bugged Jessa, but they had just been too busy to investigate further.

So was that what Chloe was feeling now? That chill, that feeling that something wasn't quiet right, the feeling Jessa had supposedly felt and was feeling right now?

But if she could feel it then that meant that it was really there, that Jessa wasn't imagining it, nor was Chloe imagining it. So why didn't Derek feel it? Why didn't the others?

But before Chloe could go any farther with that thought Simon shouted, "Hey, look! There's a house over there!"

Chloe looked in the direction Simon was pointing, and saw a small, run down house, off in the distance. It was one story and looked like it had maybe three rooms in it. The widows were broken out of it, and the walls were wooden and must have at one point been painted white, but years of aging and harsh weather caused the paint to chip and fade to a gray-black color. One corner of the roof was caved in and weeds and trees were growing out through the cracks in the sides, roofs, and windows.

As soon as she saw the house the feeling that Chloe was experiencing increased. She shivered and rubbed her arms, looking sideways at Jessa who was doing the same thing. She didn't like the feeling the house was giving off, didn't like how it was out in the middle of the forest, deserted and run-down, far away from anything. She didn't like anything about it.

Simon ran right up to it and started walking through the gap where the front door must have been at some point. Derek and Tori followed. Chloe followed their path slowly and paused at the door, her instincts telling her to stop, not to go any further, but she was curious, she wanted to see what was inside, what everything looked like. And so, going against her better judgement, Chloe entered the house.

The walls were covered in old faded floral wall paper that was cracked and ripped from age, sagging from the wall in some places. The floors were wooden boards covered in dust that squeaked when pressure was applied to them. Chloe looked around her with wonder and apprehension, not sure what to think of the place. The first room they walked in looked like an old sitting room, full of old, mildewed, out-dated furniture. Leaves and animal droppings littered the floor, along with sticks and small animal bones.

It was extremely, unbelievable cold inside, which Chloe didn't understand since the house was mostly ruin down and open, there shouldn't have been any change in temperature from outside and inside. But she found herself shivering and rubbing her arms to keep herself warm. It was so cold, she expected to see her breath in the air, but she didn't. She glanced again at Jessa, who had also entered the run down shack after pausing at the door, and she was shivering too, her head swinging back and forth, letting her werewolf senses take everything in. This alarmed Chloe, to see Jessa panicking, to see her out of her normal composed self, it made Chloe feel even less secure.

She wondered why she was feeling this. There were no ghosts, at least none that she could see, but it was a small house and the ghosts would have found either her or Jessa by now. Chloe's mind flashed back to the night in the motel, the image of the bathroom filling her mind, and a spasm of fear ran through her as she worried that she might see a residual again. But she brushed off the fear quickly, she hadn't felt this feeling all the other times she had felt residuals, so that wasn't it. So if it wasn't a ghost and it wasn't a residual, then what was it? Why was she feeling this way?

They continued onto the next room, the one with the caved in roof. The others were looking at everything, chattering excitedly, but Chloe and Jessa stayed silent, not touching anything.

She felt like she could feel someone watching her, observing her, but when she looked over her shoulder, scanned the room, she saw no one, and that scared her all the more. She needed to leave, she didn't like it here.

"Oh cool!" she heard Simon say from around a corner. And fueled by reluctant curiosity, Chloe followed his voice and found him hard at work trying to open an old wooden chest.

"Here." Derek moved his brother aside and broke the lock that held the lid shut with his hands.

The chest opened with a loud creepy creak, one that made Chloe rub her arms and dance on her feet with nerves.

Tori and the boys started to rifle through the chest, pulling out old dresses and pictures and books.

Chloe watched them, not really caring what they found, just wanting to get out of the house, no longer finding the old house interesting.

"I'm going outside." Jessa said, her voice showed just a hit of the fear that Chloe was sure she was experiencing, the same fear she was feeling.

"Me too." Chloe said quickly.

"Are you okay?"

"What's wrong?" Both Simon and Derek asked at the same time, their heads snapping up from the items they were examining, their eyebrows crinkling with worry.

The two girls looked at each other, just wanting to get out.

"It feels weird in here." Chloe said vaguely.

"It feels bad." Jessa clarified, rubbing her arms and looking over shoulder at an empty hallway "I don't like it. I'm getting out of here."

Derek looked extremely worried, "We need to get out of here, then." He said, "If both of you are feeling this then it isn't just a coincidence." He was already pulling Tori away from a dress she was looking at and shoving everything back into the chest. "You should have told us sooner." he said, but he voice was filled with worry, and even though the words sounded rude, Chloe knew he was just letting them know that he didn't care what was going on, they should have told him that something was wrong, end of story.

Chloe and Jessa just about ran out to the door, the creepy watchful feeling they were experiencing increasing still, making their stomachs flip, causing their skin to crawl, but they settled for a fast walk, not wanting the others to worry more than was needed.

Chloe sighed happily as the door came closer and closer, freedom just feet away. But before they could cross the threshold a woman's voice rang out.

"Not so quick, girls, there is something I want from you."

Chloe and Jessa froze, at the voice that came from nowhere, and a woman materialized in front of them, blocking the door and their escape.

The woman's eyes were an iridescent blue, glowing brightly. Her figure was curvy and her long black hair fell down her back. The moment Chloe saw her, her instincts yelled Demon! and stomach dropped so fast that she was worried she might become sick.

"Oh shit." Jessa murmured.

Chloe just nodded

Okay, so I wanted a more dramatic ending, but apparently the 'dramatic ending' part of my brain is on vacation this week, so this was the best I could come up with without it.

Basically the random women is a demon, and well, that's never good. If you're confused, thinking "why is a demon there? this is so stupid and cheesy. what would a demon want?" well, don't worry, it will be explained in the next chapter (once I get it written).

And now I'm sure some of you are thinking "Why are both Chloe and Jessa stupid enough to walk into a house when they are already getting bad vibes?" Well, I have to agree with you on that one, some times characters are so stupid. But I needed them to go into the house, so they needed to be a little stupid, I'm sorry. Don't kill me.

So thanks for reading. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask, I am more than willing to answer, and if I don't answer it's probably because it will be answered in the next chapter. Please review!

Thanks- Cheerfully Blue