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After what seemed like forever, you found the true love of your life. He was a member of a very successful boy group and he treated you way better than your ex did. Said ex was the man who left you with twin daughters as soon as they were born, you couldn't blame him. You were both much to young to become parents. You were 18 and he was 19, you met in a study abroad program a year before the pregnancy. He ran back home when he heard the news and left you to your own accord. As heartbroken as you were, you were fine on your own. You were smart enough to know to never fully rely on anyone else, and you had gotten a proper degree and saved enough money through the summer jobs you took up through out the years. Getting a job was not hard, but finding someone to take care of your babies was the greatest challenge since both of your parents were living in a different country. They supported you from their home, sending you money when they could. They told you numerous times that if you wanted them to move over there they would in a heart beat. You reassured them that you were okay, you were an adult now and you would be as independent as possible. They made you swear to let them know if anything went wrong. Luckily the next door neighbor was kind enough to watch them most nights, since she had three boys of her own just a bit older than your girls. The oldest was 16 and he appreciated the extra bucks he made sitting at home with his siblings and two more kids. He eventually became your friend since he was close to your age. His name was Jungkook.

Being a young and single mother was difficult, you'll be the last to say that it's easy. But you would never change it for the world. Your girls were your pride and joy and you couldn't imagine your life without them in it. You only started dating again shortly after you had given birth. Maybe a year or so. You thought of your children and how you didn't want them to grow up without someone to look up to as a father. You figured you'd give the dating life another try, if it didn't work out than you had no problem taking on the responsibility as being both mom and dad. All of the men, who acted like little boys as soon as they learned you were a mother, were not up to par with your standards. All you wanted was a man who loved you and would love your girls. When you thought all hope was lost, you met Namjoon.

Namjoon was the first man you made a connection with since your last serious relationship. When you told him you had children, he was ecstatic. He didn't leave the date early and never speak to you again like the others did. He reacted in a way you thought you would never find. The next date would be at your house, which was tonight. He immediately wanted to see the kids and began asking tons of questions about them. They were twins, but they were polar opposites. Hye-sun was more adventurous and loud than her younger sister So-hye who was eager to begin reading and played with puzzles. They were three years old now. He suggested a movie night, saying that he would rent a movie from the department store and buy snacks. When you told the girls about Namjoon and how he was coming over they were bouncing off the walls. Tonight was going to be great!

It's currently six o-clock. The girls had just finished dinner and were playing in the bathtub. You were sitting on the edge of the tub playing with them while slickly cleaning them off with the baby body wash and the multi-fiber rag. Namjoon said he'd be there at about six-thirty, which gave you a half hour to finish bathing the girls and getting them into pajamas. Such a task would seem easy to most, but for you it was the opposite. To your delight, the girls were well behaved and did not whine and cry when you were putting on their bottoms and tops. Usually they would get distracted with one of their toys and want to play with it, even when half naked.

"My girls are so good today!" You cheered with much enthusiasm.

"We are playing with daddy today!" Hye-sun smiled, fidgeting with the edges of her sleeves. Your cheeks blushed as the girls giggled simultaneously.

"What do you mean? Who's daddy?" You asked. You don't recall telling them of their real father, but you had a feeling that they understood that they didn't have a father who played an active role in their lives. All of a sudden there was a knock at the front door.

"Namjoon!" They screamed and ran towards the noise. If it wasn't for the childproof lock on the door, they would have opened it not knowing if it was or was not in fact Namjoon. You looked through the peep hole in the door and saw Namjoon standing with a small plastic bag in his hand and two pink goody bags in the other. You opened the door and stepped aside to let him in.

"Ah!" Hye-sun and So-hye yelled, attacking Namjoon's long legs and hugging with all of their might.

"Woah! I see I have two monkeys on me! Oh whatever shall I do?!" He feigned fatality and the girls chuckled at his silliness.

"I'm sorry!" You apologized, apparently their good behavior wore off sooner than you imagined.

"It's no problem, they're so cute!" Namjoon said and pecked your lips. "But not as cute as you." He sneered with a wink. Rolling your eyes, you shut the door and led him to the couch, the girls had already detached themselves from him and jumped to the couch.

"I have a present for you two! But you'll get them only if you sit stiiillll!" He sang in his sing song voice. The two girls stopped moving, being oh so curius about the contents of the pink bags. Namjoon set one in Hye-sun's lap, the So-hye's. They still didn't move.

"Now!" He said. As if on cue, the two practically ripped the bags open and tore away any tissue paper. Hye-sun got a roller skating barbie doll and So-hye got a dog walker barbie.

"Woah!!! Thank youuuuuuuu!" They mused. He opened the dolls for them as you began setting up for the movie. Blankets and pillows were already thrown over in an aesthetic manner, all that had to be done was start the movie and set out snacks. When the trash from the packaging of the toys was thrown away you had finished and the intro credits were rolling and the background music intensified. You weren't sure what movie it was, but it was animated and set place in what seemed to be a magical fairy palace in the sky. This was one movie you were going to stare blankly at the majority of the time.

The girls, Namjoon, and yourself gathered on the couch. You sat at his left, So-hye at his right, and Hye-sun on his lap. He didn't seem to object the affection since he even aid her down so she would sit comfortably against his torso while still being able to watch the movie she couldn't keep her eyes off of. If you weren't fully in love with him, then you sure as hell were now.

Halfway through, the girls and you fell asleep. The three of you ended up cuddled against Namjoon, who was having a field day watching an action movie he had switched to when the children's movie ended. He sat through the end of it because he didn't want the girl's to wake up, but in reality he really just wanted o watch the rest of it without you knowing he actually liked it. It wasn't long until he felt sleepy as well.

He says stop stealing them, but he lowkey wants you to, that’s why he doesn’t put them out of your reach.

You have hella sweaterpaws due to his large sweater but he loves it because it makes you look so cute.

He loves to cook with you.

And by cook, he eats the food as you fix it and then when you finish cooking there is nothing left but he’s still hungry and offers to order you pizza since you spent so much time cooking he would hate to see you spend more time cooking when you could just order pizza and cuddle on the sofa with him.

Talking about cuddles, he’s clingy as hell, so expect a lot of them.

He’s not even lowkey about it, he’ll just pull you into his lap and not let you up until he’s done cuddling.

Always the big spoon when you cuddle also, unless he’s like extremely tired.

He feels the need to take care of you, even if you are older than him he still feels the need to care for and protect you.

When he’s really tired, like after a day practicing for a comeback, and he’s too tired to care, he’ll let you cuddle him, but usually he’s not that tired.

He’ll also let you cuddle him when he’s sick.

When he’s sick he’s even more clingy than he is when he’s not.

Like you know that one over dramatic person that is claiming they are dying if they don’t get cuddles right now since that is the only cure to their illness, that’s him.

Probably tries to kiss you also, until you are like no I don’t want to get sick, then he’ll stop.

He’d be super caring if you were sick.

Like he’d call his mom and get some family home remedy for the ailment and make it for you since it always worked for him and he wants it to work for you.

When he’s not in the room checking on you, he’s calling his mom or Jinyoung asking what to do next.

He would hate to leave you alone, so if he has to run to the store or anything he has probably called all of the 97 line gc to come to your house to keep an eye on you.

He doesn’t trust just one person either, so you’d wake up to all of his 97 line group chat in your room keeping watch on you since Yugyeom asked them too.

You two probably have karaoke battles, but he cheats by tickling you so you lose.

But then apologizes for cheating by kissing you.

By now he’s probably gotten over being too shy to kiss you on the lips, and he’ll full out makeout with you with no problem.

But by the end he’s all shy and blushing again, since you two are probably tangled up on the sofa in a position that would look really suspicious to anyone that walks in.

He’ll hold things you want just out of your reach, and not give them to you until you kiss him or you pout so much he gives it to you out of pity.

He won’t ever help you with chores, like don’t even bother asking.

He’ll just follow you all around, taking what you are trying to clean with, and asking you to stop and cuddle.

Or he’ll just steal the cleaning stuff and put them on a shelf you can’t reach.

He’ll offer to help you with chores around the house, but never actually help you.

Offers to help you go shopping, but then complains the whole time about how he doesn’t see why it takes you thirty minutes to pick which color of shirt because it doesn’t matter what color you get you’ll still look amazing in it.

Your number one hype man.

Like if you are down, he’s there to hype you the hell up and tell you that you can do anything.

He’ll literally come over at 3 am to cuddle you just because you felt a bit sad.

He’ll come at any time to cuddle bc boy loves cuddles.

If you have a dog or cat and aren’t in the mood to cuddle him, he’ll cuddle the hell out of your pet.

I could see him planning some cute dates, like he’ll take you to the park and have a picnic or he’ll take you to the animal shelter and you’ll spend your evening walking the puppies.

You’d probably take weekly visits to the shelter and just walk the puppies and play with them.

He probably tries to talk you into adopting some of the animals, but you gotta stop him like “no Yugyeom, we can’t adopt 7 puppies I don’t care how cute they are, you can’t create a Pup7”.

He probably won’t deny wanting to recreate Got7  with puppies either, because the fans would probably love that.

When you finally give in and adopt one, he recommends the name Brownie or Yugyeom Jr, and then you are no longer taking name suggestions from him.

Sometimes your dates would be in the practice room, just because they were preparing for a comeback and he couldn’t take a break to meet you.

You’d bring enough food for them all, but the other members would get to it before Yugyeom did, yet you’d always bring something good for him and keep it in your purse away from the other six members.

You’d stay with Yugyeom in the practice room after all the others left, and just watch as he keeps practicing.

He’ll probably talk you into dancing with him, and then he spends ten minutes trying to teach you the dance moves before giving up and saying you are a worse dancer than Youngjae.

You’d probably slow dance a lot, while Yugyeom can’t get you dancing to Never Ever or Teenager in perfect sync with him, you can at least slow dance with him.

He’d probably play like the Beauty and The Beast soundtrack and you’d dance around to it.

He would always want to show you new dances he’s working on, so expect him dragging you to the studio at eleven at night just so he can show you this one move he thinks is cool.

He’d probably be dancing and go wild and do that one move, you know that one move, from that one dance [boy needs to quit grinding on the floor since there are so many options] and then immediately get shy about it and regret doing it, not that you mind though.

You quickly grabbed your gun, threw yourself in an upright position, cocked it, and pointed it at the intruder. Only to find that your best friend picked the lock to your hotel room, and was kneeling right in front of you on your bed.

“Whoa, Nelly. Hold your horses! It's just me!” he yelled throwing up his arms in defense.

“Huang Zitao, you ass,” you shoved him with your shoulder, but not very lightly. You sat there for a few seconds admiring his physique. Just because he is your best friend doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy his face. His thick brown hair that always falls perfectly on his forehead, or his cute little panda eyes that make him look so adorable and squishy. His cute little side smirk whenever he was proved right. You know he’s going to find an amazing woman one day.

“Get off your ass. You’ve got a case,” he said while pulling you off the bed very dramatically.

“Why just me?” you mumbled.

“Cuz your partner is missing, and I’m just tech support,” you knew that you would have to do this by yourself. Without him here it may be a giant mess, but you have to have faith in yourself.

“With no tech at all,” you poked at your best friend’s belly just to tease him. You and Tao had been friends for years. You met when you were about seven years old and him, nine. Your parents had to team up for a case and he was left in your hotel room. You had both been born into this job, and right now he was all you had.

“Hey, just because I use the library doesn’t mean I don’t have any tech. I’m just resourceful,” he shot a cocky grin at you. The only technological devices he ever really used were the library computers. He was a book's type of guy.

“Bullshit. Anyways, what is the case?” You quickly threw on your clothes, and grabbed all your identification.

“Well, according to the police scanner, a young student walked up to the roof of her school, and jumped off. When they found her, her legs were crushed and face mangled,” he stated while eating some of your food.

“That isn't all that special Tao,” you slumped back onto the bed after you realized that this case probably wasn’t worth it.

“There is one catch though, the door to the roof was locked. Also, this is the fifth case this month. The same school, the same injuries,” he butted in.

“A little suspicious. I guess I'll go check it out,” you said grabbing your jacket and keys, then walking out the door.

You arrived at the crime scene, with your nice formal attire.

“Y/FL/N, FBI. I'm here to investigate the crime scene.” You flashed your false badge at the officer by the tape.

“Right this way Ms. Y/S/N,” he lifted the tape and gestured to the crime scene. You investigated the remains of a young girl. Her legs were in shambles, which appears as if she landed directly on her feet, and that's rare enough. On top of that her face was destroyed, which is completely inconsistent with falling.

“What do you think did that to her face?” you asked the medical examiner.

“Honestly, I have no clue, but the other cops are associating it with the fall,” she said looking up at you, really as if she had no clue.

“The county police are saying it's a suicide, aren't they?” you asked bending down to look at the body.

“Yes,” she stated.

You spent a little while longer examining the scene. You went up to the roof only to find a little bit of a black goop on the railing.

“Damn it,” you whispered before heading to the hotel.

You made a small detour to the library before heading back. It seemed that this happened fairly frequently. One every ten years, and it always happened the same week. The first case was a young girl, named Maria, in the 1950s. They found her on the ground face mauled, with weights attached to her ankles. They immediately assumed suicide. At this point you were a little suspicious, but all you knew for sure was that you had one pissed off spirit on your hands.

You collected your research, and drove home for the night. You placed it all on your desk, and immediately flopped upon your bed.

After about 5 minutes of pure relaxation, your phone rang. You knew who it was, that curious little bitch.

“What do you want fucktard?” you asked with an underlying growl in your voice.

“Retract the claws Y/N, is that any way to treat your best friend?” he asked with a dollop of sarcasm.

“Yes,” you paused, “what do you want Tao?”

“Well, did you find out anything regarding the case?” he asked. From what you could tell, it seemed as if he didn't want to do any research.

“Why don't you drag your ass over here?” you spat at him.

“Ah, no can do Stink Bug, not unless you want me to find him.” He used his nickname for you. It always pissed you off, because it could always make you do what he wanted. You got this nickname. When you were kids. You had carelessly picked up what you thought was a beetle, but of course it ended up being a stink bug. You smelt like stink bug for days. Tao hasn't let it go since. You could never figure out why it pissed you

“Piss off, kid,” you blurted.

“So, what did you find out?” This time he was more genuine.

“Well, I sure as hell can tell you that this is weird. The victim’s face is mauled, and her tibia up to her femur is shattered on both legs.”

“Damn that’s painful.”

“Yeah,” you continued, “also when I went to the roof, I found something,” you paused waiting for him to guess.

“What?” he asked.

“Ecto,”

“You found ectoplasm on the roof?” he asked with his typical inquizitive tone.

“Yes, and I found out about the very first-” you were interrupted.

“Wait to tell me all of that when I get there,” he said.

“Oh of course, now you want to help, bring some food!” you yelled into the speaker right before he hung up his end of the conversation.

You sat by yourself for another fifteen minutes thinking about the girl. Lucy was her name. That entire case seemed odd. It doesn’t look like she committed suicide at all. You tracked down her last remaining family member, her younger sister. You decided to visit Lucy’s sister, and ask some questions about Lucy and the case. After doing that you drove back to your hotel and threw yourself on your bed. This was a long day and it was going to be a hell of an exhausting case.

Whilst amidst your pondering you heard a knock at the door. “I’m only opening the door if you bought me a pizza, asshole.” You swung open the door, and encountered someone that sure as hell wasn’t Tao. He was tall, a little lanky, and handsome. He had stunning brown eyes that glistened as he blinked. He had freckles that were littered across his cheeks. His brown hair was perfectly styled, and framed his face wonderfully. “Hello, would you like anything?”

“Hi, this may be a weird question, but are you a hunter?” he asked.

“You mean like the story of Bambi, kind of hunter?” you chortled, “I don’t hunt deers and moose that’s for sure.”

“No,” he kicked his feet across the ground, he’s nervous, “I mean like ghosts, ghouls, vampires, and demons type of hunter.”

‘How in the hell does this man know what hunter’s are?’ you thought. “There is no such thing as ghosts, ghouls, vampires, and demons, sir,” you responded back while shutting the door. He quickly shoved his foot in between the door and the latch in order to stop you.

“I need your help,” he quietly shouted, if that is even possible. He then brought his foot  back to his leg. You stopped dead in your tracks just to hear his words.

“My name is Sehun, but the humans call me Oh Sehun,” Because of his previous statement you realized he wasn’t human. So what was he? Werewolf? Vampire? You then continued to shut the door, but he stopped it again by bringing his hand up to it.

“If you are not human, then what are you?” you exclaimed through your gritted teeth.

“I was born a demon. I’m a full-blood.” That last sentence put you in an immediate state of shock..

“There is no such thing as a full-blooded demon. They are impossible." He flashed a stunning set of dark purple eyes. Just like the lore. This was all impossible, it couldn't be. Wait, you felt something. You felt desperation and sadness. They were coming from Sehun, but you can't feel emotions from anything other than humans. How is all of this possible, a full blood demon and you can feel his emotions? This entire situation felt like a dream, or more realistically a nightmare.

“Believe me now?” Sehun interrupted your thoughts.

“What do you want?” you muttered, still trying to figure out how in the hell you could feel Sehun’s emotions.

“I was given a proposition to finally become human, but the one condition was that I work with you. To fight monsters.” At this point there was so much desperation in his voice that anybody could tell. “The more cases we fight and people we save the more human I become.” You acknowledged that the entire situation was out of the ordinary, and possibly going to kill you, but you decided to give the kid a chance.

“I will give you an opportunity,” you saw his face light up, “but, you must work this one case with me, and if you can prove to me that you're serious, you can work with me. Just don't try too hard on this first case. Deal?” Right now you were really inquisitive as to how this all worked.

“Deal,” you could feel his smugness, but it wasn't the ‘You fell into my trap,’ kind of smug, it was the ‘Now I have to prove myself, and I’m going to blow you away,’ type of smug.

You beckoned him inside, and had him sit on the table.

“My name is Y/N,” you reached your hand out across the table for him to shake.

“Nice to meet you Y/N, so what's this case about?” he asked as he shook your hand.

“A string of suicides that are all eerily similar to one case in the 50s. All of them have their faces mauled and their legs crushed.”

“Ouch. What kind of ghost or monster would do that?” he asked fake wincing.

“Well, there is one caveat to this situation, the ghost leaked ecto,” you sighed dropping your head to your chest.

“What’s ecto?” You immediately face palmed yourself, especially because he seemed serious.

“Ectoplasm,” you responded slightly irritated, but not really because of him.

“You mean that goopy black shit that really angry ghosts leave behind?” he sounded like a child. He was shocked, confused, and all around just odd.

“Yes,” you paused to think heavily, “you haven't been to the overworld much, have you?”

“Not very much,” he admitted, but he still tried to seem as confident as possible. Even though you could see right through him.

“Well then let me get you acquainted with the standard procedures of a hunter,” you boasted while you smiled.

“You make it seem like you guys are special detectives that have to handle evidence a certain way,” he scoffed through his nervousness.

“We basically are, and, see you know some things about the overworld!” you laughed and then nudged his shoulder. He then dropped his head, and shook it while laughing a little.

You continued explaining for a little while, when you heard a knock at your door. It had to be Tao. You stepped out of your seat to get the door.

“Give me a sec,” you turned around and looked at Sehun, “I'll need a few minutes to talk to him, is that ok?” Sehun flashed you a thumbs up, and you continued to the door. You opened it and pushed Tao back.

“What the hell is that for?” Tao blurted.

“I’ve, um,” you kicked at the dirt on the floor. You were trying to figure out a way to explain the fact that you had a demon in your hotel room, that he was a mythical full-blood, and you were now going to work with him.

“Spit it out idiot,” he jokingly spat.

“I've got a new partner,” you muttered.

“But?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. Damn, he knew you all too well. You always bit your lip when there was more to the story.

“What do you mean but? There's nothing else.”

“You wouldn't be so scared with me, if there was ‘nothing else,’” he emphasized the last two words, “and you bit your lip. I know you, Y/N. you can't hide anything from me.”

“He's a full blood,” you responded still kicking the ground with your head down.

“A full blooded what?” he asked pushing you for more information..

“Demon,” you sighed.

“Very funny Y/N, there's no such thing,” Tao laughed.

In the midst of Tao’s laughing, Sehun flung open the door. “No such thing huh?” Sehun immediately flashed his dark purple eyes.

“Sehun, go back inside,” you demanded.

“Whatever,” he scoffed, and slammed the door back behind him.

“What in the hell are you thinking,” he ran his fingers through his hair, “you idiot!”

“Zitao!” your shout made him jolt back around to face you. “I can feel him,” you huffed.

“What do you mean?” he asked with an increasingly curious gaze.

“I can feel every single one of his emotions,” you responded.

“So you mean to tell me, you can feel something that’s not human?” he asked.

“Yes, and I need you to trust me on this. I really feel like he is telling the truth, and“ you stopped your begging, “if I end up dying you can dance on my grave,” you begged again.

“Fine, but I get to stay here for a day, because I cancelled everything to help with this case.”

“Yeah, come in,” you led him inside, and found Sehun checking out some old newspaper clippings you had on the wall.

“I don’t think it was a suicide that first time,” he turned to you.

“I don’t think so either,” you paused, “Sehun this is Tao, Tao this is Sehun.”

“Pleasure to meet you,” Sehun extended his hand out for Tao to shake, he then turned back to you, “Y/N, it says she was survived by her only sister. Have you talked to her?”

“Nope, that’s what we are doing tomorrow.”

“Great,” Sehun muttered.

“Let’s all get ready for tomorrow. Sehun can sleep on the other bed, and I guess Tao is stuck with me,” you gestured everyone to their beds.

“Damn it, you always hog the covers, Stink Bug,” Tao returned your teasing from earlier this morning.

“Deal with it. I doubt Sehun wants to share a bed with you,” you shoved him in return.

“He can take my bed,” Sehun had moved away from the bed, “I don’t sleep.”

“Shit, I forgot demons don’t sleep.” Tao had now moved over to the other bed and had fallen asleep extremely fast.

For a while, you just sat there contemplating why you could feel everything Sehun was feeling, it never worked on anything other than humans, so how was it possible. After maybe an hour of pondering your thoughts you had fallen asleep.

You woke up to find Sehun watching TV, or at least figuring out how it worked. He was clicking all the buttons on the remote repeatedly, which cause you to giggle under your breath.

“How does this blasted device work!” he spoke.

“Well a TV, is a device that plays movies and shows through a screen. You use the remote,” you slowly took the remote out of his hands, “to control which channel you want to watch,” you pressed the 1 and 2 button, “like this channel plays the news,” you then pressed 4 and 7, “and this plays Telenovelas, my favourite.”

“Ok so it’s like a compressed movie theater screen, but you can watch multiple things at once,” he half asked, half stated.

“Yes, like a compressed movie theater screen,” he stared up into your eyes for a while, and you could feel his curiosity, “Ok, let’s get ready to talk to the sister, first stop suit, next stop ID, and then lunch!” You and Sehun then left the hotel room.

You two had accomplished everything, and you were now standing outside the sister’s house. You knocked, and then the door opened.

“Mrs. Annabelle Williams, FBI  Agent Y/S/N, and this is my partner Agent Oh,” you said to the woman at the door.

“Agent Oh?” she asked.

“Yes Oh.”

“Oh, okay,” she said. You snickered a little to yourself. You heard Sehun scoff behind you, because obviously the joke wasn’t as funny as you thought it was. “What can I help you with detectives?”

“We are here because of a case that had happened about 60 years ago,” you had responded. Hoping not to trouble the older woman that was standing in front of her. She seemed of hispanic descent, but she was very pale as well. She had volumized black hair that was curly.

“The suicide of Maria Scott,” Sehun butted in. The whole idea of trying not to trouble the woman went out the window with that comment.

“My sister’s death was not a suicide,” she said as she walked outside and shut the door behind her, “it was a cover-up orchestrated by your beloved Sheriff's Department.”

“What do you mean by that ma’am?” Sehun had asked calmly while looking into her eyes.

“Well, what kind of suicide has injuries such as that? Half of her face was abraded away, and her legs were crushed. Suicides don’t just happen like that,” she continued.

“What do you think caused those injuries to your sister?” you asked sympathetically.

“I think she had been knocked out, and then dragged across the roof of the school.”

“What about her legs?” Sehun urged her to continue further, which seemed to trouble the woman more. You felt her become increasingly more anxious.

“Well you won’t find this in the police report, but there were weights attached to my sister’s legs, so she must have landed directly on her feet.”

“That explains the ecto,” you had turned your head slightly and muttered to Sehun.

“Wait, are you guys here about the string of suicides related to my sister’s? I told my daughter it must be a copycat, that’s why she’s there now,” Mrs. Williams butted in.

“Why is your daughter there right now?” you asked.

“She’s the medical examiner on the case, she’s there to collect evidence. She left about ten minutes ago.”

“Well, thank you Mrs. Williams. We have all we need,” you pushed Sehun around and forced him inside your truck.

As you slowly approached your truck, you became increasingly more worried and fearful. You feared you wouldn’t make it in time. You feared you couldn’t stop Maria, and you feared that no one could stop her. The closer you came to the truck the more your heart raced, the more you could feel your veins throb, and the more you could feel every aspect of your body becoming anxious.

“We weren’t done with the questions, and what did you mean by ‘That explains the ecto’?” Sehun asked you while you started the truck.

“I had done some research on Maria a few days ago, but at that point I had no clue what it meant. Maria was bullied all throughout school. Her bully, was the police chief’s daughter,” you slowly pressed on the gas pedal.

“So she’s been trying to avenge her own death?” Sehun asked.

“Yes.”

“Who killed her?” he asked as he grew more worried about the sudden increase in speed within the car.

“The daughter did.”

“How did you find out about it?”

“Because of the weights on her legs, and the fact that there was no report of it means that Mrs. Williams is correct, this entire case was a cover-up,” at this point you became even more worried that you weren’t fast enough.

“Y/N why are you driving so fast?” At this question you had turned to your right to see Sehun gripping everything he could manage.

“Why do you care? If I crash this car, you won’t die.”

“No but it means my mission won’t be accomplished, so I ask again, why are you driving so fast?”

“Maria targets people in power. Lucy was the principal’s daughter. The other victims were either high up in the school, offspring of people in power, or people with respective jobs.”

“Mrs. Williams’ daughter,” Sehun huffed. At that moment you could feel Sehun start to become very anxious.

“She is there at the school, no police officers are there. Which means-”

“She’s the perfect target.” Sehun muttered. After that comment you pulled your phone out of your pocket and typed in Tao’s number. You could feel time going slower. The rings pounded in your ear while Tao didn’t pick up the phone. It felt like 10 minutes before it went to voicemail. You tried again immediately after, this time it felt even slower. Each heartbeat feeling miles apart. You felt the vibrations from the speaker roll to the back of your brain and resonate there, until you felt the raucous click of Tao finally answering.

“You beckoned, Stink Bug?” he answered sarcastically.

“I need you to get off your ass right now and go to River View Cemetery and salt and burn Maria’s bones,” you panted out at him, the closer you drove to the school the more sick you felt.

“She’s an ectoplasmic ghost, we’re going to need more ammo than that.”

“Well I DON’T FUCKING KNOW. I’m currently driving 15 miles over the speed limit to save someone’s dumb ass. So you are going to have to find out what else you need to get rid of her.”

“Y/N, you need to breathe. I know this is your first case without him, and you’ve the almighty Oh Sehun tagging along as well. I know it’s hard without him, especially now that you have someone tailing you who has no fucking clue what he’s doing. What you need to right now is breathe. You are more than capable of saving the day. You’ve fought hundreds of cases like this before. I will talk to the sister and get the item we need. You go save the day,” and that was when you heard the cacophonous silence that meant Tao had ended the call. Somehow that little pep talk your best friend gave you made you feel so much better and so much more composed.

After what seemed like an aeon, you veered parallel to the school, and slammed on your brakes. “Get out of the car and follow me. Do not leave my side,” your voice became rigid, as you commanded Sehun to not mess anything up.

“You act as if this is my first rodeo, Y/N.”

“I know you can handle yourself, but it’s the girl I’m worried about. If,” you turned to face him and pushed your finger into his chest, “you fuck this up in any way, and we lose her. Just watch me.” He threw up his arms in defense and slowly turned himself away from you. You slowly walked towards the old brick building that towered over you, and entered the opening. Within two steps you stopped in your tracks.

“What in the bloody hell are you doing?” Sehun grabbed you by your shoulders and flung you to face him with an abysmal amount of force. “You are literally wasting time right now. We have an entire six story school to search for her!”

“Shhh,” you closed your eyes as you pressed a finger to his lips, “I’m trying to focus,” and so you did. You ceased every sense in your body. You focused on the one thing you needed, and you could feel it. Fear. Pain. Regret. Consolation. Even denial. The feeling of upcoming death. You could feel everything, it wasn’t very strong, yet somehow you could pinpoint where it was coming from.

Your eyes shot open, and your head jerked up. “Roof. She’s on the roof.” You immediately started running toward the exit to the roof where you had found the ectoplasm.

You had reached the stairs when Sehun blurted out, “How did you know?”

“What do you mean?” you asked as you opened up the door to the stairs that led to the roof.

“I mean how in the hell did you find her, especially that fast,” he grasped your wrist before you could start running up the stairs.

“Long story. Just run. Now!” you yelled as you started sprinting, but each step you got closer to the girl, the more pain you felt. The closer you got the more her emotions plagued at you. Even with her emotions getting stronger, you still pushed yourself to get each step in order to reach her. You got closer and closer until you reached the upper door. You swung it forward and ran outside. You found the girl being dragged by her legs towards the edge of the building. You ran towards her and swung your staff at the ghost. You watched as the ghost dissipated into the air. “Wrought iron, bitch,” you panted. You hadn’t thought this far at all. You thought Tao would’ve had Maria gone by this point. You knew that at this point all you had was your quick wit. “Sehun, I need you to get her out of here as fast and far away as you possibly can,” you pulled a knife out of the holster attached to your belt loop, “take this. If my plan doesn’t work and she shows up, use this ok?” He just nodded in response and walked over to the girl’s helpless body. He picked her up and ran to the door. Before he entered the stairwell, he turned to face you. He gave you a look that asked if you were sure about the decision you were making. You nodded slowly, and he ran down the stairs. You were now alone.

“Come get me bitch!” you yelled into the air. Within moments you felt a slight gust of wind near your neck. You gripped your staff towards the lower half, and whirled it backwards towards the feeling. “Oh come on, you’ve got to try harder than that, Maria. I’m sure you can do better.” At this point all you could do was taunt Maria in order to get her focus on her and not the two downstairs.

You heard her chuckle from behind you. You turned to see her drop her head to her shoulders. You gripped your staff and started running towards her. All of a sudden you were flung backwards onto your back, and your staff was at least ten feet to your right. As you went to sit yourself up, Maria grabbed your hair and dragged you closer to the edge. You knew in mere moments your body would be thrown over the edge to fall to your doom.

“Coward!” you yelled trying to appeal to the little bit of humanity she had left while trying to wriggle your head out of her grasp, “You are going to kill me just like they did to you. Where is your creativity. Fight me. If you don’t it’s just a cheap win, isn’t it?” You felt your head slam into the ground. You could hear the gravel being disturbed underneath you as your head made contact.

You felt your head get picked up by your hair again but this time you felt your head being repeatedly slammed into the ground. You could feel the gravel abrade your skin. You could smell the freshly surfaced clay. The taste of iron filled your mouth. As this continued, an idea popped into your head. Iron. You knew it would hurt but at this point you didn’t care. With all the force you could muster in your body, you flipped your body, and spat the blood the blood in her face. You watched her turn into mist before your very eyes.

You feebly stood up and walked yourself over to your staff, as you recognized that this wasn’t over. You were so close, when you were thrown onto the brick wall that held up the door to the stairs. You tried to fight the force that Maria was using, but it failed to accomplish anything. Using this same force, Maria picked you up and slammed you on the ground. You ended up sliding across the gravel so hard that your head hit the ledge of the building.

Maria then appeared in front of you, staring you dead in the eyes. With this look Maria gave you, you conceded. You closed your eyes. You knew it was over. Your only hope was off, saving the other girl. Your only hope.

You opened your eyes to find that Maria was gone, and that a hand was held out in front of you. You grabbed it and you were pulled up to meet... Sehun.

“You didn’t think I wouldn’t come back for you, did you?” he asked with a half cocked smile.

“Just a little bit,” you said as you started to wrap your arms around his waist. When he responded to your gesture, you pulled out the shotgun attached to his back, and shot Maria with a salt bullet.

“Oh,” Sehun muttered.

“Sehun,” you paused, “get ready to fight.” You both had turned back to back and fought Maria as she continued jumping in both of your paths. 30 seconds passed when, Sehun had dropped the staff and was flung across the roof, and your head was over the edge of the building. Maria had a hand pressed against your throat and she kept pushing harder and harder. You could feel your airways close, and your breath shorten. Time slowed as you tried gasping for air, and all of a sudden Maria was gone.

You raised yourself to see Sehun still on the ground, on the other side of the roof. At that point in time, you allowed yourself to fall to the ground. Tao had done it, Maria was gone. You were slowly catching your breath when you heard someone say, “You’re not too injured? I don’t have to carry you down the stairs right?” Sehun reached out his hand to help you up again.

“It’s all cosmetic.” you chuckled as he pulled you up off the ground for a second time that night. You picked up the shotgun and staff, and walked down the stairs. Suddenly you realized something. “Where’s the girl?”

“She’s probably still sitting up against a column near the main entrance.” You immediately started running to the front of the building. You saw the girl standing herself up, you ran over and helped her, but you immediately sensed her fear.

“Don’t worry, she’s gone. She’s gone,” you repeated to her.

“Thank you so much,” she huffed.

“It’s just our job Miss,” you paused emphasizing the last part of your sentence.

“Ortega,” she responded.

“We were glad to help, Miss Ortega,” Sehun had finished.

“I do have one question before you go,” she asked, “does that mean you aren’t with the FBI, and you fight ghosts?”

“Yes,” with this response she left, and so did the both of you.

A/N: I apologize for taking so long!!! This chapter was about a month in the making, writing it took a total of 18 hours and editing took 6. So give this series a lot of love!! Also special thanks to @iamjungkooked for helping me with some ideas to get this out on paper.To @viparmytrash22 and @kpopstarsreact for always being there for me when it comes to this story, whether it be editing or chapter titles, or even character description! I love you all so much!!! And the mutual featured in this chapter is... @amazethemaze!!! She is mentioned quite a few times throughout this chapter! I hope you like it!! i love you all have an amazing day/night!!!

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