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[pyrokinetic_]

"Looks like we'll be doing it again."

"We'll be doing what again?"

I'm sorry, I don't get it. I'm not in the right damn mind to get it. I don't think I want to get it. What the hell do they mean 'time travel'? Carly went back to stop me from dying after our fight?

I just... who the hell... Damn it, this is going to fast.

"Slow down, Arianna."

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[alwayshonest]

"... Dan?"

You might think he'd look a little more upset. He let his girlfriend die tonight. The one who always insisted he was the love of her life. I never could understand how Carly always said that with such certainty. Like she knew he was it. Sam Howell or nothing else.

For all the good it did her.

It didn't take much to explain how the 'male driver' of the vehicle had escaped unharmed. The woman who called me kept going over the details like his survivial was a miracle. To her, it might be alright that the only person I had left to care about died. I don't share her feelings. I know what she did to make Sam get through the collison unscathed.

Good for him, he got to use her up until the last minute.

What kind of lunatic goes seventy miles an hour on that road? I'd like to know what possessed him to do that with the woman he allegedly loved in the car with him. Next to him. There to save him when it got messy. If he loved my aunt as much as he claimed, this wouldn't have happened. He wouldn't have been reckless with her life.

What gave him the right to take her away from me?

"You were lucky, weren't you?" I slammed the door behind me and approached Sam, taking the first hit I could get. "I heard you were doing pretty well after you killed her." I saw blood start to drip from his nose after I punched him. It didn't feel like enough, so I hit him in stomach, knocking the wind out of him.

Unharmed. I think I'll change that while I have the chance.

[chaotic_slayer]

"... Dan?"

Dan's here?

"You were lucky, weren't you?"

Dan's here, and he's hitting my brother. Oh, well then... That's not good. And is it wrong I'm thinking about him being angry is actually a good look for him? I think it is.

"I heard you were doing pretty well after you killed her."

I should really stop this now before Sam defends himself, since Sam only defends himself one way in particular and he doesn't like doing that unless he has to. And I don't think Dan's going to stop until he's done some nasty damage, so Sam'll have to defend himself.

I don't like being the new Carly. We need to get her back in a hurry so I can stop being the new Carly.

Catching the next punch Dan threw, I looked at him, trying to get him to focus on me. "Stop." Oh God, I don't want to have to hit you to get you to stop. Don't make me do that. I'll feel really bad about it and I don't want to feel bad about defending my brother.

I caught the second punch when he tried to get me away from him, and held both fists without letting go. "Dan, look at me. Stop. You don't know what's going on here."

He really doesn't look like he wants to.

"Breathe." I glared at him a little. "There's more happening than you think. And we're going to get Carly back. I promise."

[alwayshonest]

"Stop."

I tried to get around Arianna. It wasn't her fault. I don't want to hit her by accident. I know who deserves the blame for this, she's an innocent bystander. I have to find a way to get her to stop jumping in the middle. I'm not finished.

"Dan, look at me. Stop. You don't know what's going on here."

I slowed to a stop and looked at her. Arianna doesn't know what she's talking about. Sam could have left out the parts of the accident he didn't want anyone to know. How fast he was driving, for example. He might not have told her that. Maybe she doesn't have the whole story.

Or she could be siding with him because they're related. That's hard to believe because Arianna is smart. I'd like to give her more credit than that.

"Breathe."

I don't want to.

"There's more happening than you think. And we're going to get Carly back. I promise."

I want to hear this. I think I need to know everything that he told her. How they plan to get a dead woman back. There's a good trick if I ever heard one. She has my attention now, I want to hear if she's as psychotic as her brother.

"What are you talking about?"

[chaotic_slayer]

"What are you talking about?"

"This isn't the first time this has happened."

I sighed at how he was looking at me, and let his fists go, trying to be the adult serious one here even though he clearly now thinks I'm crazy. That's not the first time a guy's looked at me like that. I think I'm used to it by now.

"Look." I pointed to the stuff for the spell that was being set up. "The first time, Carly and Sam got into a fight, and he was stupid because he was angry, and he was the one that died. She wasn't in the car that time. She was upset over his death, and wanted to change it. So we did this spell..."

Stop that, I'm telling the truth.

"The spell put us back at when Sam left. Carly went for it, and they got into the accident anyway."

I looked over at Sam for the rest, since I wasn't there he's going to have to help me out.

[pyrokinetic_]

Okay, never let it be said Dan can't throw a punch. Jesus, did Carly teach him how to or something? I wouldn't doubt it.

I cleared the blood away from my nose while Arianna talked Dan down enough, and straightened up a bit, wincing at the pain in my stomach. I hate fights. Of all kinds. Sure, I'm the first guy there sometimes, but that's only when I'm pissed enough. And I don't exactly fight with my fists.

So this? I really freakin' don't like.

"The spell put us back at when Sam left. Carly went for it, and they got into the accident anyway."

I looked over at Dan, and made myself look him in the eye, even though I didn't feel like facing the one family member that Carly really cared about, and really cares about her. "We were arguing, I was upset. When the accident happened, she took care of me first. I tried to get her out, I didn't just walk away from it. I couldn't do that."

There it is. How I felt when I got out of the crushed car, all over again. I hate that feeling.

"By the time I got her out, and the ambulance got there, it was too late. I tried to save her, but I couldn't." I looked away finally, because I just couldn't look at him anymore. I just wish it'd been me instead, but from what I'm hearing, it was me in the first place.

"What they're saying sounds nuts, but I think it might work. And I want her back. I need to get her back. And if I can't do it without screwing up again? I'll make sure it's me that dies instead."

"No one's dying. We're going to tie the two of your down and make sure you don't mess everything up again. There won't be any dying after this."

My little sister, the blunt sort-of-optimist. Christ.

[alwayshonest]

"The first time, Carly and Sam got into a fight, and he was stupid because he was angry, and he was the one that died. She wasn't in the car that time. She was upset over his death, and wanted to change it. So we did this spell...The spell put us back at when Sam left. Carly went for it, and they got into the accident anyway."

I was wrong about her. Whenever I talked to Arianna, she always seemed cool. Interesting, silly, I'd have never thought she'd buy into something like that. The worst part is, I can't tell if she honestly believes it, or if she's saying it to defend Sam.

No, the worst part is that Carly is dead. Hearing her friends make excuses and act like they have the power to change what happened is bad, but it's nothing compared to losing my aunt.

"We were arguing, I was upset. When the accident happened, she took care of me first. I tried to get her out, I didn't just walk away from it. I couldn't do that."

He was upset enough to go speeding down the road with her in the passenger seat. Carly helped him instead of taking care of herself. He let her do that, didn't he? Why couldn't he have been as worried about her as she was about him?

Sam couldn't walk away when she was already dead. I'm not sure what he thinks that did for anyone, all this is hard to believe. Hearing them explain what happened isn't helping anything. All it's doing is confirming that there is something wrong with them.

"By the time I got her out, and the ambulance got there, it was too late. I tried to save her, but I couldn't."

"If you wanted to save her, you wouldn't have been driving like that."

I always thought Sam was good for Carly. She seemed to feel better about herself when he was around. He gave her a sense of worth, in a lot of ways, and she was terrified of him leaving her again and making her lose that for a second time. I see now that she would have been better off.

"You never should have came back."

"What they're saying sounds nuts, but I think it might work. And I want her back. I need to get her back. And if I can't do it without screwing up again? I'll make sure it's me that dies instead."

"No one's dying. We're going to tie the two of your down and make sure you don't mess everything up again. There won't be any dying after this."

"You guys do that, then. I have a funeral to plan. Good luck."

Fuck them.

[chaotic_slayer]

"You guys do that, then. I have a funeral to plan. Good luck."

I sort of should have know better than to think he'd believe us on this. It was asking a bit much in the state he's in. But still, he couldn't have taken a minute? I mean... I don't like letting him walk out like that.

"It's okay, Ari."

"Yeah..." I sighed as I watched the door for a long minute, and thought about going after him. But I guess it'll be fixed if we can do this right. "Right. We should get going, shouldn't we?"

"We should."

I made myself look away from the door. "Are we set?"

"Yeah dude, we're cool." Madsen looks a little freaked out. "Dude, I think that's the most worked up I've ever seen him. Whoa."

"He won't stay mad if we do this correctly." I muttered, looking everything over, frowning. "He won't even remember it." Which is good. I don't want Dan to go on thinking I'm crazy.

Plus we really do need to get Carly back.

"Alright. Let's do it."

I got everyone into the circle, and started up the spell.

Here we go again.