Things that Go Bump In the Night- Part One

Author's Note: I felt really weird writing this with all the horrible flooding going on in New York right now. My thoughts are with all the people in the New York area and hope that you are all safe and secure. I hope that you enjoy this special Halloween Detty fic. Anyway, this two-part takes place in Season 4- at just the beginning of the Community of Phoenix craziness beginning. (Possibly this Halloween night could save Daniel from falling into their clutches…or actually fall into someone else's clutches) Either way, have a Happy Detty Halloween.

Daniel's eyes grew wide as he watched the lighting streak across the Manhattan sky. He had to wonder if he was insane for traveling to Queens in this weather. For Betty, he knew he would do anything, even if he had to swim across the river to get to her. He would do it.

Anyway, it was better than his other option of going to have dinner at his mother's house. She always held a dinner party on Halloween night and the people she invited were a bunch of energy vampires. They sucked the life right out of you if you let them.

Plus, he had been having dinner with his mother three times a week since he returned from Tibet, mostly because she didn't want him to be lonely.

Yes. Dinner with his mother had been the extent of his social life since Molly died. Betty had been busy with her new position at MODE. Becks was in London doing a photo shoot for Vogue And except for his new friendship with Natalie, he had no social life to speak of.

. Daniel knew that it was time to change that. It had been almost six months since Molly's death. And he needed to start living again. In fact, he was going to ask Betty to have diner with him, giving them a chance to catch up. He had even gotten an invite to one of the most exclusive Halloween parties in Manhattan.

He knew she would love it. Betty loved Halloween.

He had planned it out. They would got to dinner and then to the party. Not that he was going to dress up. The last time he dressed up for anything was when he was in college. He was a pirate searching for….well, that was a long time ago.

Daniel wondered if she still had that butterfly costume from her first Halloween at MODE. She always wore a costume….except for this year, he had been shocked when she had come to work this morning and had no costume on.

In fact, her lack of costume wasn't the only thing off about his friend. She couldn't look him in the eye when she passed him in the hall. She was acting very un-Betty like. In fact, her skin looked pale and her eyes were dark. No Betty sparkle, whatsoever.

Not today. There was something very strange going on. .

Just another great reason to get together, he wanted to find out what was going on inside her beautiful mind. However, the opportunity slipped through his fingers when she came into his office and asked if she could leave a few hours early.

When he told her yes, she calmly thanked him. No over enthusiastic hug. No smile. Nothing. It was like the life had been sucked out of his best friend. He desperately wanted to see that smile again. It was the one source of sunshine that he had in his life at the moment and he was craving it like he craved air.

That was then, this is now. His concern about what was going on with her, only increased when he got the phone call from her telling him to get to Queens right away..

She sounded panicked. Before he could ask her what was wrong, the phone went dead. He tried to call her back but it went directly to voice mail. This sent Daniel directly into his protective mode.

Now, he was on his way to Queens in the worst night he could remember in a long time to make sure that everything was okay at the Casa de Suarez.

"Can't you go any faster?" Daniel asked the driver impatiently.

"I'm sorry. I'm going as fast as I can. This rain isn't letting up. It shouldn't be too much longer, Mr. Meade."

Daniel looked through the front windshield of the car. Rain was pounding against it. The windshield wipers were running at full speed and still unable to give the driver a clear view of the road.

When he arrived on Betty's street, he could see that the lights were out on the entire street. The car stopped in front of Betty's dark house. The lighting once again streaked brightly across the sky.

With his umbrella in hand, he opened the car door and made a run for the front door. He rang the doorbell and waited. The sound of a cat screeching in the alleyway was enough to give Daniel chills.

After a few minutes, there was still no sign of life inside the Suarez household. This only worried him more that something was wrong. As long as he had known Betty and her family, he could never recall a moment when there was someone home. Plus, Betty had called him and told him that she needed him to come to Queens.

She had to be there.

Daniel insistently reached for the door knob. He turned it and the door swung open. He stepped just inside the door, closing his umbrella.

"Betty!" Daniel called out. The house was dark and there seemed to be no sign of anyone inside. He continued moving forward. "Betty! Anyone…"

Suddenly, there was a crashing noise that came from upstairs, making Daniel's heart stop. He dropped his umbrella and raced up the stairs, even though he had no idea of what he might find when he got there. He didn't care. He just wanted to get to Betty.

When he got to the top of the stairs, he saw the glow of a candle on a small table.

The glow of the candle gave Daniel enough light to see a large stain on the light-colored carpeting. He reached down and touched the damp spot. His pulled his hand up to reveal the hints of red liquid all over his hand.

Blood.

Daniel couldn't help but feel physically sick and lightheaded. He had a really bad feeling though that something was wrong. As he pulled his focus away from the spot on the carpet, he noticed foot prints leading down the hallway towards Betty's room.

He started slowly down the hallway, wishing suddenly that he had something to defend himself and Betty...and the rest of the Suarez family, if necessary.

As he followed the footprints that lead to Betty's room, he tried to be as quiet as possible. He slowly looked around the corner into Betty's room, when he did he was not prepared for what he found there.

Betty was lying on the floor, lifelessly. Her shirt covered in blood.

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