A/N: After this chapter I'll do some more other people POV's I promise

Alexa POV

Despite Seth telling me it was suicide the second the words were out of my mouth I was adamant we go see him. "Don't you want to know why the Circle is after us Cammie? I can make Drew talk." Cammie though about it, I knew she wanted to know just as much as me.

"Does it involve a letter opener perhaps?" Seth said. I rolled my eyes.

"Think what you like, I'm going in." I told him, he grabbed the top of my arm.

"You're going to get yourself killed." He was being very serious, it was actually alarming. I looked back at his face, it was full of concern.

"Who said I was going in by myself?" I asked him, turning to Cammie and Zach. Zach was looking at Cammie, who nodded. He then rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Fine, but if he tried anything-" He started.

"I know, I know." I said, making my way to the door. Seth took a long breath and followed next to me, Zach and Cammie in tow. We went quickly to the door and Seth picked the lock quickly and easily without an trouble, I was impressed. The door opened smoothly without making a sound, the hallway was empty. "Are you sure it was this house?"

Seth took a few steps inside and nodded. "Definitely." Me and Cammie went in next and Zach was last, closing the door quietly behind us. Looking around at the pictures on the wall of old singers and old large black records I knew we were in the right place, I may have only had a couple of sessions with Drew but you could learn a lot about a person from how they talked to you, especially if you were paranoid.

The door to the kitchen was a head of us, it was open and appeared to be empty. Seth approached and stuck his head inside to check, pulling back his jacket to reveal the gun in his belt. As soon as he was inside he put a hand to his nose and made an involuntary gagging noise.

When we got closer we understood why, it stank strongly of marijuana. I thought I was going to hurl if my stomach wasn't so empty. "If I ever needed a sign that this was 100% Drew's house, this is it." I whispered, covering my mouth and nose with my hand.

"Lets go find Drew, and get out of here." Cammie said in a whisper, none of us could disagree.

There was a door to our left that was closed, Zach carefully tried the handle and the door pushed open a crack. He gave us a thumbs up and pushed it open further, a gun in his hand.

Inside the room there was what sounded like frantic scrambling and coughing along with air freshener being sprayed. "Who- Who is it?" Coughed Drew, I think, all the drugs and smoking had made his voice even more hoarse than before.

I put my hand on Zach, looking at him as if to say let me go first, he understood and stepped back. With an air of fake confidence I walked in to see Drew sticking a stick of gum in his mouth and chewing hurriedly whilst pushing what looked like 6 or 7 empty bottles of alcohol and a couple of full ones under the couch.

Seeing me his mouth dropped and the gum almost fell out. In the room it smelled strongly of four things: alcohol, smoke, lavender air freshener, and mint gum. "Well I'll be..." He said, followed by a cough. "The hell do you think you're doing here brat?" He stood up unmagestically from the brown ripped leather couch he had been sprawled across and reached for a walkie talkie on the coffee table before him. The end of the coffee table was just in front of my legs so I picked up my left foot and kicked it so it slammed into his knees and he fell backwards. Seth grabbed for the device just before Drew could grab it with his grubby charred hands, but he wouldn't have got it anyway, he looked too drunk and/or high to put one foot before the other. It made me wonder how he ever became a psychiatrist.

"We want answers." Cammie said, trying to be intimidating. It was the first time Drew noticed her, he stopped and stared.

"Amazing, you're the other one." He pointed a long index finger at her and laughed like a mad man. "It's like I'm seeing double." He moved his finger to point at me and then back to Cammie, humming the familiar tune of happy birthday as he did. It was clear he was high.

"Just tell us why the Circle of Cavan is after Alexa and Cammie and we'll leave you to waste your life away." Zach said

"Don't you know yet?" He smirked. "Stupid children, you have no idea what you're dealing with." He lunged forward to escape but Seth grabbed the scruff of his collar as he went past and pulled him back onto the couch. "She doesn't know what she knows herself but the other one can tell her, she just doesn't know it yet. Round and round they go, I can't tell you what I do not know. Daddy wouldn't like that." Seth bit the inside of his cheeks and turned to the rest of us.

"He doesn't know anything guys, if he does, he's too stoned to remember." He said, looking at the walkie talkie in his hand. I walked closer to me, playing what he said in my mind as he had pointed at me and Cammie.

"She doesn't know what she knows herself..." I mumbled, thinking of how he had pointed at me. "But the other one can tell her... she just doesn't know it yet..." Cammie. Zach and Seth were already walking to the door, wiping the prints off the handle. "Wait." I called, they turned to me expectantly.

"The names the names the names, so many names, so many people. List of found- found..." He trailed off, feeling for bottles under the cough.

"This guy is pathetic." Zach said, Seth agreed with a look of disgust on his face.

"A list of founders." Cammie said, she looked to be on to something too. "When I was taked by the Circle last year it was because I had a list of their founders in my head that they wanted. I think he's saying you do too, maybe a different one." I bit my lip and thought.

"He kept saying she, I think he means you and me. Like I don't know what I know, being the list of founders and the other one can tell her, being you can tell me how to find out what I know." We both looked to the boys to see if they got any of that, they clearly didn't.

"Whatever you just said, great. But I think we should leave. Sooner rather than later." Seth said.

"You're too late." Drew laughed, swinging back a bottle as the front door was shot open.