Shirley did not see neither one of them lurking in the corridors whispering about her after her little confrontation. She was now within the confines of her house awaiting the hell furry for she knew that tonight was the night that they would come and take her. Threw out the entire day her stomach had been churning, as if trying to warn her from dangers to come. She let her mind wonder to the clan of people she had once upon a time been friends with. It was a shame that their relationships had ended in such a manner but knew it was for the best. Even if she hadn't of had this curse bestowed on her it was still better if they no longer had ties. She was a detective threw and threw no matter what and friendship was not a luxury one such as herself could afford.

What had she been thinking? Befriending people like THEM and actually trying to maintain the healthy fellowships? Kind of made her wonder if a piano had fallen on her head after arriving in Reddington. Truthfully it would make more sense that way for she knew what they were. Alicia was a gold digging teen bopper, Bart was a paranormal researcher want to be, who when an actual case of the supernatural kind falls into his lap, he believes it nothing more but the babblings of a neurotic sleuth. Bo was nothing more than a hormone driven teenage male who like any other would only pay attention to girls who walked around like pieces of meat, his brain was located no where near his head. He seemed to think that his criminal record gave him extra points in the sex appeal department. As for Stink, well his name should clue you in.

It was five past nine and she was still waiting, a book in her hands to pass the time. She made sure that Watson had plenty of food in his bowl. Every room in the house had been cleaned, she was rather anxious to get this over with.

The sad part is that she knew that this time there was no way of escaping what was to come that night. Shirley just hoped that her parents wouldn't worry too much about her even if she already knew that they would.

She hoped that Alicia would come to read the diary once she found news of her disappearance. Shirley slipped her grandfathers letter along with one of her own. The letter she had wrote was to say goodbye and to make sure that at least somebody would be there to help her parents threw this difficult time to come even if it was somebody who had managed to betray her twice in the last couple of months. Shirley had also slipped in a photo, it was taken the summer of 1927, just before Miranda had become with child again. On it was Miranda standing on the right with Henri at her side and three year old Katie in front of them. They stood in front of their house and both Miranda and Katie were smiling a content one while Henri sported a frown.

With these thoughts in mind Shirley waited for her undying curse to come.

It was almost midnight.

Suddenly out of nowhere a cloud of darkness appeared, out of it raised a figure cloaked in black. Shirley barely had time to react when the hell furry started to chant incantations. The sleuth recognised the language used as Latin having used it for prayers often at Misses Strauss's school. Though she knew she could not be able to escape she still refused to go down with out a fight.

The sleuth hurriedly got to her feet and ran towards the doors that lead to the staircase that would lead her up to her room. But just as she suspected the doors slammed shut and locked just before she reached them. Every memory she had in this house suddenly decided to make an appearance. It was too much at once but miraculously she still managed to keep her mind somewhat calm and on the problem at hand.

Shirley started to kick and punch the wood that was keeping her from escaping. It was only until that she was thrown backwards into the air that she realised that there had been a glowing field around the doors. The sleuth figured this was just another clever idea the hell furry had to keep their prey from actually having a fighting chance at running away from their grasp.

She fell head first on the floor, hitting her arm on the coffee table at her left. Her vision blurred as she tried to regain her composure and get up, going for plan B. but as she did so, she finally took notice of the little blue vortex that hung in mid- air. It was the shape of a circle and kept growing each and every passing second. Guessing this was the gateway she tried her best to stay far away from it but she barely had time to look back at the figure that was sending her to her own personal hell before she felt her body being tugged towards the vortex's grasp. This was it, no more running, game over and thank you for coming folks. Who would of thought that this would be happening to her of all people.

But before she went. Before the vortex sucked her inside she managed to catch a glimpse of the figures face. It did not take her a single second to recognise the familiarity behind the hood.

The young sleuth was not surprised by who it was, she had even expected it deep down inside of her. Shirley knew she had been right, her detective skills almost never failed her and she had vowed herself to never become a detective if her instincts had lead her wrong about her.

The sleuth took one last long look at the red head's face before disappearing inside the vortex and forgetting everything from who she was to the people she knew. Left with only the memories of the life she had lead seventy-seven years ago…

It was a bright and promising Tuesday morning as Bo Sawchuck woke up to the sound of his radio-alarm clock. « First day of the rest of your life » by MXPX was playing on the radio. Though he loved the song very much, he did not understand why they had to make it all about how they missed someone they lost.

Thoughts set a side he skipped his way down to the kitchen, not knowing what was awaiting for him that day. If he had he might of decided to stay locked up in his room pretending that this would be normal behaviour. None the less he went to greet his parents good morning.

Bo was grinning ear to ear so much he was glad that today was a beautiful day outside. Everything that had happened the previous day lay forgotten in his memory, or so he liked to tell himself. He had made a promise to himself the previous night, he was going to get back at Shirley for crossing the line one too many times, she had made him seem like such a fool. When he arrived downstairs he first spotted his mother who was busying herself at making breakfast.

It was not until he had greeted her with his wide grin on his face that he saw the grim expression she was wearing, or the way she seemed to make sure that her hands were busy. He turned towards his father who was playing around with his food instead of eating it. With so Bo decided to voice his concern.

" What's wrong? Why do you both look like somebody just died? "

His parents did not answer, they just turned on the television to let their son see for himself.

" Our breaking news today is that of a mysterious case. A young girl, sixteen of age is missing. The only signs that were found inside her house were odd drawings left on the walls and floors. Apparently the girl's parents were out of town along with her grad-mother leaving her alone in the big house. There were some signs of struggle and a bracelet was found discarded on the floor. Police think that it may have belonged to the attacker, if indeed there was an attacker. The only reason the authorities were notified was because the neighbours were complainning about a disturbing noise, none of them had any idea of what they had stumbled across. As for the private school of Sussex, they will be taking the day off from school so that detective Marquee can question them on their missing classmate Shirley Holmes…"

Bo froze, his fork falling to the floor with a clatter, he felt as if his whole world were crumbling down on him. He could not breath everything around him was spinning. His thoughts returned to the last time they had spoken to each other. It was far from being a friendly conversation.

The memories were too much for him to handle at the moment so he tuned out everything. His parents, the TV, the phone ringing, he had become numb in the end there was only one thing he could clearly hear in his mind

"Not a lot right now makes sense to me
And it won't go quietly
Not a lot right now makes sense to me
And it won't sit patiently

I'm gonna chase my dreams and catch up to them
I'm gonna find you some how, some way, somewhere, some day

First day of the rest of our lives, I miss you already
Last time I saw that look in your eyes, I miss you already
First day of the rest of our lives, I miss you already
Last time I saw that look in your eyes, I miss you already

I don't want to spend the rest of my life alone
Where's life taking me?
I don't want to spend the rest of my life alone
Always traveling

I'm gonna chase my dreams and catch up to them
I'm gonna find you some how, some way, somewhere, some day

First day of the rest of our lives, I miss you already
Last time I saw that look in your eyes, I miss you already
First day of the rest of our lives, I miss you already
Last time I saw that look in your eyes, I miss you already

I wanna love my job
I wanna love my life
But most of all, I wanna fall in love

First day of the rest of our lives, I miss you already
Last time I saw that look in your eyes, I miss you already
First day of the rest of our lives, I miss you already
Last time I saw that look in your eyes, I miss you already"

Bo, Alicia, Bart and Stink were all waiting for the arrival of inspector Marquee. They were all here for one reason and one reason only, Shirley. Each and every one of them had been called up earlier that morning. The inspector wanted to interrogate them about Shirley since they used to be friends. The police were curious to find out if any of them had reasons to believe that somebody wanted to kidnap the girl. Problem was the only time they had spoken to Shirley this last month was yesterday, lets just say that that conversation wasnt exactly something to be proud of.

The worst part was that all of them were still under the shock of the news. Bo himself hadn't even had more then five minutes between the time he found out and the time he received the call.

Alicia was trying to be strong, but failed miserably. She was crying and couldn't stop and to everyone's surprise she wasn't wearing any make-up. She didn't even have her usual high heels or fashionable outfit, not even her nails were done. The only clothes she was wearing was a very loose pink t-shirt along with matching sweat pants and running shoes. To top it off her hair was all in knots and hadn't even been combed yet. All and all she was a wreck.

Bart was not bragging about hypothesis that supernatural elements were involved in Shirley's disappearance. Although he did have his doubts, he would have to ask if he could see Shirley's house later on but for now he would keep his assumption to himself

To summarise the situation everyone was silent, which was odd considering Stink was in the group of awaiting teenagers. He hadn't cracked a joke all day, didn't even say hello just sat down on a bench with this odd frown on his face.

" Do any of you have any idea about who might want to harm Miss Holmes? "

Silence.

" Nothing? "

Silence.

" Do any of you know if she had been receiving threats of some kind lately? "

Silence yet again.

" Fine then, is there one of you that can recognise this? We believe it might have belonged to the attacker "

Detective Marquee asked as he pulled out a heart shaped locket. Bos eyes widened but he did not say a word. He just sat there waiting for this pointless interrogation to be over and soon enough it was…