The Secret Samaritans

Chapter 9

"Happy Halloween!" "Bugger off Brooke" Carrie hid her head under her pillow "Carrie get your ass out of bed its three in the afternoon" "no" "serves you right for drinking then doesn't it!" "Shut up" Carrie grumbled, then her eyes shot open "wait...what day is it?" "Monday?" "Date?" "Carrie it's the 31st what are you getting at...whoa!" Brooke fell onto the floor with a thud as Carrie shoved her off racing to get downstairs, Brooke followed quickly "Carrie what are you doing?" "ITS HALLOWEEN!" Dean jumped up quickly as the pair rushed downstairs "what's the hurry?!" "ITS HALLOWEEN!" Carrie clapped her hands quickly "....yay...people dressed as clowns...." "Oh shush it's Halloween Dean! That means partying!" Dean shared a look with Brooke "what?" "Huh?" Dean looked at her "that look...what was the look?" "What look? It wasn't anything?" There was a silence between the trio "well the both of you are invited!" Carrie began to drag out boxes from cupboards "hey...wait a minute" Carrie stood up and turned to the two "why were you in my house?" Brooke shifted in her place "because erm, you....hadn't answered your phone and I know how you hate to waste the day...." "Nice save" Dean whispered quietly "meh fair enough! Well now you're here!! Help decorate!" Carrie threw pumpkin bunting at them as she dragged out a skeleton...

A few hours passed, the house looked like a haunted mansion, blood splatters up the wall, cobwebs, skulls, dark lighting and thousand of candles, Dean had gotten into the spirit, and how stolen a load of bandages to make himself look like a mummy, Carrie had a devils costume, skin tight red latex material, complete with horns and a tail, with red high sandled stilettos, Carrie walked down in her outfit followed by Dean "oh for god sake!" Brooke tutted loudly "what?!" "Why the devil outfit why do you look so god damned hot!" "So do you!" "I've got a green face and a wart on my nose!" "You're a witch...duh..." "Least your bandages aren't peeling off" Dean stood there in a pile of dirtied bandages on the floor "come on let's get you wrapped up properly" Carrie rolled her eyes as Brooke began picking up the bandages...

The party was in full swing, easily a hundred people were in the house, with music blaring "Carrie do you even know half of these people?!" "No? It's a free house party with free booze that's bought with Matt's money..." They shared another look "guys you need to stop with these looks, people are gonna get the wrong idea! Now there's a vampire over there that eyeing me up! Caio!" Carrie danced off towards the vampire holding two drinks, Brooke and Dean walked away into the kitchen, somewhere quiet where they could talk....

Another few hours passed it was early in the morning, party still going strong and Carrie needed something cold to sober herself up to carry on drinking...she walked through the kitchen doors and closed it behind her, the music couldn't be heard and Carrie was thankful, her ears were ringing, she walked over to the sink, downed a few glasses of water before turning around to see Brooke and Dean sat at the table hiding something under it "Heeeeeey" Brooke chimed "what was that..." Carrie put her glass down "What was what?" Dean scratched his head "do I have to get it out of you the easy way or the fun way" "you're drunk..." Brooke tutted "oh I'm sober now..." "what's the fun way" Dean grinned "you don't wanna know the fun way" "so there is something..." Brooke sighed "she needs to know" "know what?!" "Here" Dean slid over the brown folder, that he had hidden under the table, Carrie snatched it, picked it up, opened it and stood there, as the sheets of paper with small cut out letters from magazines and newspapers were arranged into words fell onto the table...picking one up carefully she read one out loud "you have everything...and I have nothing...yet I am everything and you are nothing...." Carries voice began to go shakey "what is this...there's...loads of them" "Carrie sit down" "no! Dean I ....when did they...they come in the post, that why you were in my house all those times..." Dean stood up quickly and reached out to her "we tried to hide it from you so you wouldn't worry...we were trying to work out who's sending them...we were hiding it from you until we found out you were throwing this party-" "Have I got a stalker?...am I being stalked?" Carrie gasped "Yes" "oh my god" she collapsed onto a chair "could they...they be someone out there? In the party?" "Yes...." Dean took her hand as Carrie jumped up "Carrie?" Brooke stood with her "where are you going?" "To end a party" she walked through the kitchen door and pulled the plug on the music "OKAY EVERYONE PARTY IS OVER...DONT GET OUT WITHIN THE NEXT MINUTE IM GOING TO START EMBARRASSING PEOPLE...I HAVE THE PHOTOS TO DO SO!" there was a mass stampede, And the house became empty...just like that...Carrie ran upstairs quickly...

Brooke sat there with Dean, both with a glass of whiskey when Carrie came back down in leggings and a big baggy jumper "there a spare glass going?" She sat down and tucked her legs to her chest, her face clear of any makeup, her hair scraped back into a messy bun, she downed the first glass and poured herself another "how long" she croaked "couple of weeks..." Brooke had taken off her makeup "how many?" "38..." Dean swallowed nervously "38!" Carrie gasped as she pulled her sweater over her hands "why..." "We're tryna find out....but you need to get some sleep..." "Sleep!" She laughed at Dean "sleep! How can I possibly sleep when I've got a stalker out out there who know where I live, for all we know he could have been in my house...been at my party...drinking my drink...standing next to me...oh my god what if I danced with him" "him? Makes you think it's a him?" Brooke looked at her "I...I don't know I guess I just assumed..." She finished her last drink before standing up slowly "where you going?" "To bed...the only thing I'm in control of.." "Dean is going to stay with you...ill be around tomorrow morning..." Brooke hugged her tightly before walking home, leaving Dean and Carrie alone...in silence...

"I'll er, make some room on the sof-" "sleep with me...I mean....in my bed...nothing funny I just, I need to know someone is there...next to me" "ok" he swallowed nervously as he followed her upstairs, the pair climbed into her bed, Dean keeping his distance until Carrie rolled over, took his arm and pulled him in closer, her head tucked into his neck, his arms around her body tightly...protectively....