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Chapter 5: The Whites have the devil in them

Sunlight was always associated with happiness but that is not always the case. It was the day of Marcus' funeral who was killed in the line of action. He didn't really have much of a family, an ex wife that showed up but that was really it. Chloe was stood in the crowd as she watched the pallbearers take the coffin to the site. She was looking around to see his brother that he very rarely spoke about but she didn't know. It was a small crowd, at least twenty. She looked at the photo of him they had on display, it must have been at least twenty years old.

When it came to the Eulogy there weren't many people to do it. Captain Nash said some stuff about him but there really wasn't much. He kept himself to himself and the only person who knew anything about him was killed in action. Rodney was next to her, he was in a wheelchair for a few days which he absolutely hated.

The sun was shining down on the grave as the sound of the gun salute echoed through the graveyard. All she could think about was Irwin and how Rachel taunted her about Marcus' disappearance. The funeral was over fairly quickly, she didn't want to stay to talk to his family since she barely even knew Marcus.

She was going to find out where Irwin was and she was going to make sure he got what he deserved. She and Rodney left the funeral as everyone else left, they were going to skip the reception though.

Rachel was considered too dangerous to be kept in a regular jail. Her telekinetic ability would make it too easy for her to cause problems. She was kept in a maximum security prison where she would receive a dosage of medication to stop her from using her powers. Chloe was going to visit her to find out about Irwin.

"That was an old picture of him." Rodney pointed out as they were driving back to the precinct.

"Yeah I think they wanted a picture before he started drinking." Chloe pointed out. They were getting very close to the building.

"Are we going to visit Rachel?" Rodney asked. Chloe thought for a moment and then nodded her head.

"Yeah...We're going to visit Rachel." Chloe replied.

"You think that is wise?" Rodney asked.

"You think it isn't?" Chloe asked. She was driving, normally a safe driver but today she was being a little reckless and Rodney was getting afraid.

"Well what I mean is...She might send you to another trap." Rodney pointed out but it did not bother Chloe.

"You still got your connections with the guys in SWAT?" Chloe asked.

"Yeah." Rodney replied.

"We're going to flush him out." Chloe explained.

"Ok but before all of this we need to go to a drive through." Rodney said. His stomach was rumbling as he was starving.

The two drove up to the prison where Rachel was being held until the trial. It took an hour to get there and they spent twenty minutes getting the files to speak to her. Rodney thought Chloe might be to angry to speak to Rachel but she was behind the wheel so he better not say anything.

They checked into the prison and walked downstairs, Rodney took the lift downstairs but Chloe was going to walk. They met up again and walked down the hallway. There was a series of cells with transparent walls, it allowed the guards the check what they were doing. They went past at least four and saw three inmates. They were just sitting there, at their table writing. She had no idea what they were writing but it was probably an appeal or some form of book about their lives. They walked up to the fifth cell which was Rachels. The prison was normally reserved for men but the women's prison wasn't able to take her in due to not having enough security.

"A doctor comes in here every hour to inject me with enough drugs to knock out a horse but most of it goes to the telekinesis." Rachel said as the two walked up to Rachel's cell. She was stood there, waiting for them. She was play Clair De Lune in the background, it was peaceful but Chloe just thought she was trying to be scary.

"Where is Irwin?" Chloe asked. She got straight to the point, no time or patience for general chit chat.

"If he isn't at that shithole of a bar then I have no idea." Rachel replied. The two girls had their eyes locked on each other. The guard with them and Rodney were starting to feel the tension but decided not to bother getting in between.

"He killed a man, a cop...If you tell us where he is we can bring him in alive. Nobody else will, do you know what they do with cop killers?" Rodney asked. He decided that the tension could keep him in the chair for longer so he had to intervene. Rachel looked at Rodney but Chloe wasn't thrilled with that.

"Do you love him?" Chloe asked cutting off Rachel before she could reply.

"Love him?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah." Chloe said quickly and blunty.

"No...Well in a sense yes but not in the sense that you refer to. I loved him like a teacher or a father since my father was busy with...Carrie." Rachel explained. Chloe noticed how she said Carrie, dragging the word with hatred and anger. She hated Carrie.

"I never had a good relationship with my sister either." Chloe replied but Rachel seemed to dismiss it.

"He always prefered her...I met her once. She was nothing, a terrified little girl who hid behind daddy and that boyfriend of hers." Rachel explained.

"Well she's dead." Chloe said suddenly. Rachel seemed a little stunned by this but she didn't care, she just wanted to say bad about Carrie.

"Was a body ever found?" Rachel asked.

"Destroyed." Rodney interrupted.

"Not found, she could be alive." Rachel taunted.

"Carrie White is dead...She is dead...Like you will be." Chloe corrected but Rachel was enjoying it too much but that last line got to her.

"What are you on about?" Rachel asked. She was a little agitated by that comment, she was a little bit scared, she had to admit it.

"You committed mass murder, conspiring with a serial killer and among other fucked up shit...You are getting the death penalty bitch….Gotta love Maine." Chloe said before walking away.

"I'll fucking kill everyone here before that happens." Rachel screamed out as she slammed her fist onto the cell. There was a small crack that started to spread all over the wall.

"Knock her out." The guard yelled. The door opened and a group of guards burst inside to inject her. She pushed one guard to the wall but got smacked with a baton, she spat out blood onto the crack and a doctor came in to inject her. She was now unconscious and the detectives left.

"They should have used the taser." Chloe said as she and Rodney walked away. Chloe knew that Maine had abolished the death penalty but she was betting that Rachel did not know that.

"Hey, I want to visit someone before we go." Rodney said.

Rachel and Rodney were in the visiting room. They were drinking coffee and had made special arrangements to speak to an inmate out of visiting hours. The door opened and Daniel Callahan, the disgraced detective walked in.

"Hey Rodney, good to see you buddy." Daniel said as he fist bumped Rodney, he then sat down and looked at the guard. He was displeased by Daniel fist bumping.

"How is prison life?" Rodney asked.

"Well I punched three people last week. People aren't so happy about a cop being here." Daniel said. He seemed a lot more tired and his hair was very greasy, he probably avoided the showers. His knuckles were split and bloody, he had been using them a lot.

"Carrie White had a sister...She's a bitch." Chloe said suddenly. She knew Daniel and was actually on good terms with him, she even got a little too good with him once.

"What about Irwin? I heard he killed Marcus." Daniel said. He knew Marcus and felt depressed when he heard that, probably because he felt responsible for not catching him when they first met.

"Yeah...We're going to get him." Chloe said with confidence but she hated cop killers, she wanted him dead.

"How's George doing?" Daniel asked. This made him more depressed, his spirit dropped as he said his name.

"He's doing well." Rodney said.

Irwin was in a diner in the outskirts of Maine. He was sat at a booth drinking a cup of coffee and eating a bowl of fries. His hands were shaking as he looked at an old picture of Rachel he had. He loved her, he really did but it was never what he thought it would be. Two officers walked in and he hid his head.

"Busy shift?" The officers asked the waitress. Irwin had a gun in his pocket, he had it in his hand but it was shaking and it was shaking violently.

"Just a few guys." The waitress said. The other officer walked to Irwin.

"That yours out there?" He asked. He pointed to a shiny red truck and Irwin shaked his head.

"No, not mine." Irwin mumbled, still had his hand on the trigger.

"Daughter?" The officer asked as he looked at the photo of Rachel.

"Something like that." Irwin said. He was starting to twitch a little, he nearly dropped the gun but he was struggling, he needed his medication but he did not have it.

"Yeah I have a stepdaughter myself." The officer said as then it happened. He dropped the gun and the officer just looked at him, shocked.

Past

Carrie was in the church with McHale. She was organising some of the bibles and McHale was in the office working on the Sunday service. That's what she thought at least but he was going over a few pictures he took of her a while ago. He walked down and up to her, holding a bag.

"Try to keep it between us two...Hargensen is getting pissed at your dad's drunken calls." McHale said as he handed her the bag.

"I won't tell." Carrie said.

"You did well today." He said. Carrie nodded and Margaret walked in, she seemed tired and a little annoyed which was never a good thing.

"Margaret, how has the lord treated you today?" McHale asked.

"Well Ralph is having another army moment so Carrie you will be staying at Arthur's tonight." Margaret explained.

"May the lord be with you." McHale said as he walked away.

Carrie and Margaret were driving towards Arthurs house. She was going through the bag of things he had given her and Margaret was driving, she had a bruise on her arm from earlier. Ralph had a few flashbacks of his time in the army and was just going haywire.

"You will stay there and behave little girl...I'll come for you in the morning." Margaret explained.

"Thanks momma." Carrie replied.

"I hate your father...The cheating monster." Margaret hissed.

"I thought cheating was sinful?" Carrie asked.

"It is but that man is just sin...That's him for you." Margaret explained.

"What happened to him?" Carrie asked.

"When you're older or when he is drunk...Remember to pray." Margaret said as they pulled up infront of Arthurs house.

Margaret and Carrie walked to the door and knocked. They waited a moment and Arthurs mother opened the door. She was an average woman who looked fairly average, there were no specific features about her. She had blonde hair and was wearing a grey outfit, her skin was pale. They walked in and Carrie ran into the living room as the women talked. Arthur was there and jumped up to greet her. The two ran off to play and the two women walked inside to sit down. The two went upstairs, into Arthurs room which had comic books all over the floor. The two kissed and got out a small book that contained photos of places.

"Chris still giving you problems?" Arthur asked. Carrie handed Arthur the contents from the bag, it was some chocolates and magazines that McHale would buy her.

"Yeah but I'll be ok." Carrie said as she looked through the book. The title of it read 'the future'. It was filled with places that they could travel and a dream house.

"Does he still...You know?" Arthur asked. He knew what he did to her and there really wasn't many people who did or at least cared.

"Yeah...I spoke to dad about it but he said keep quiet and he'll sort it out...Nothing has changed." Carrie said and Arthur took her into his arms.

"One day we will have this and everything will be great." Arthur said as they cuddled.

"He said it's because I have the devil inside me and it will help get rid of him." Carrie said as a tear ran down her face. She hated hiding their relationship from Margaret but Ralph said it was essential because she would go nuts.

"I heard my mother say that the Whites have the devil in them." Arthur said.

Ralph was back at his house, he was stood in the basement and was drinking heavily. He was having flashbacks of his time in the army, he fought in Afghanistan and was still struggling to come to terms with it. He was cleaning his shotgun and even smoking which he rarely did. Barbara rang him up and he answered the phone.

"They came to my house again." Barbara said. She was crying her eyes out over the phone.

"I'll take care of it." Ralph said. His voice was cold, emotionless.

"How the fuck did you get caught up in this shit?" Barbara screamed as she cried more.

"You know what they say...I have the devil in me." Ralph said as he scratched his arms. There were cuts and scratches all over them.

Present

Chloe drove up to the local hospital. The word was, was that Irwin had been shot and potentially killed. Chloe walked through the night, the moonlight shining down on her as she walked into the hospital. She brought the presence of death with her, the coldness that followed. She walked up to the room and the doctor approached her.

"Well?" Chloe asked.

"He won't make the night." The doctor explained.

Rachel woke up, she was in her cell and acted like she had a nightmare. She screamed out and everything in her room flew around. The guards burst in and she stood up with her hands in the air.

"I want to see Jesse Ryan." Rachel yelled out.

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