Chapter sixteen

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After everyone began getting up, Ghost layed down the plan again. Surprisingly there was a lack of interruptions.
"Okay.. But where are we going to get the stuff.. What even are the things we need to get in to literally hell?" Jackie asked. Carlyle sitting and processing her question, before chiming in. "Yeah, and even if we do get in. Where do we Go?? Hell has got to be huge. There is no promise we'll ever find Toast."

Ghost sighed "I've been having weird dreams, where I see The house. And sometimes.. I see a street, and I see.." Ghost cut himself off, recalling to the nightmare he had that night, before shaking his head. "I just know, okay? I just know it's what we have to do." 

Rose fiddled with her fingers, she looked nervous, almost distressed. She looked up from her hands to face everyone else "I have a feeling he's right too.." She mumbled. Going back to her hands. Carlyle gave her and untrusting glare, before looking to Ghost. "A gut feeling that the two of you feel. How cute. But this isn't a Disney movie. We're not guaranteed a happy ending." Everyone's expressions seemed to shift to and unnerving mood. Carlyle sighed. "Let's just go talk to his family and get this whole thing over with. "

A group stayed to pack while another group left to talk to Toast's family, Ghost, Carlyle, Jackie and Rose. Ross tagged along because she has nothing to do back at the headquarters. She only had the clothes on her back, and the lucky items she has inside of her coat. Carlyle wasn't to happy about it, but neither Jackie or Ghost. Rose sat in the passenger seat beside Ghost,  Carlyle and Jackie mostly argued in the Back the whole time, Ghost didn't seem to catch any of it, he was distracted by the road, and the small talk, it wasn't much, it was awkward but not to a point of which Ghost couldn't stand it. Ghost looked up the rev view mirror to see the road behind, but only noticed the untrusting look Carlyle gave Rose, a little concerned, Ghost looked at Rose.  What was it that Carlyle saw that He, and seemingly everyone, didn't see.
Ghost looked at Rose, and just saw a girl, a shy girl who didn't know what she was going to do, or how she was supposed to feel, Ghost didn't understand at the time how Carlyle saw her.

"You want what???" Toast's mother let out a small gasp, after being asked to lend a private plane.
" I understand ma'am.. It's weird coming from me, and after the story you may not want to lend that to my hands.. But we need it if you want to see your son again."'the words tumbled out of Ghost's mouth. The older woman stood in silence, not sure what to do or say.

Jackie sighed, stepping out from hiding behind everyone else, not wanting to be recognized by Toast's mother.
"Ma'am.. " Jackie stepped a little forward, taking the women's hands. "It'll be okay, we'll get your son back.. But we really need that plane.. " the women slowly nodded. " how about some tea to relax your nerves, maybe you'll think more clearly" she nodded again as Jackie led her to the kitchen. "Goodness me.. Your right.. You  always know what's best.. Helping me and my son out the most." She smiled almost thankfully, while Jackie seemed more distant after that comment, giving Ghost a sign with her face how uncomfortable she was.
Carlyle looked over to Ghost. "Seems like we got a plane."

On the ride back, the car as filled with more silence. No one too sure what to say anymore.
Until Jackie raised her voice. "Ghost. Maybe we souls stop by where Rose's house is.. There maybe something there that cans help us." Rose sat up slightly, worried now. "Jackie, you know there's nothing left.. H-he took everything.. The house.. Toast.. All of it.. " 

"We all got knocked out a window. Maybe something flew out with us. I'll give you directions Ghost." And Jackie Directed Ghost to where he needed to go. There wasn't much more complaints from Rose. She stayed silent.  Ghost parked outside the lot, it was just a patch of grass with a whole where a house would be, nothing obviously eye catching, everyone piled out of the van to look. Rose sighed. " see?"
Ghost looked around, soon noticing a man standing near by,green eyes were bright and untrusting, yet, could pull you in. He seemed to be making direct eye contact with Ghost, and gestured with his hand to come closer. Ghost took a small step foreword before Rose quickly stepped towards the man, almost angry speed walking. The two talked aside for a few moments, every now and again Ghost made eye contact with him, it made him uneasy. The man went back to looking at Rose, he even brushed some of her hair out of her face and just stared,

"Look at that creep.. " Ghost whispered to Jackie and Carlyle, as almost he had heard, he looked back up, and grinned. Rose brushed his hand away and brushed her hair back into place. Before walking back over.'
Carlyle mumbled under his breath "this was a waste of time." And went back to the van. "Rose, who was the guy?? "
"Just a friend I know. He was worried about me, seeing that my house is gone, he just wanted to make sure I had somewhere to stay, and that I knew what I should do."
"He's kinda Creepy.." Ghost looked up again, realizing the man was gone, he looked around "where.. Where did he go???"

"He got back in his car, didn't you hear it start up..?" Rose tilted her head. Ghost looked around again. That was oddly quick.. And he didn't hear anything.. He wasn't convinced, by the looks of it, neither was Jackie. "Anyway.. We should be getting back now.." Rose walked past them and too the van. Ghost and Jackie gave each other a confused look, Jackie lightly shrugged, following behind Rose. Ghost sighed. Looking down at the scene of what happened, before soon joining them in the van.  Ghost looked at Rose, a bit concerned, before looking behind to see he had  Carlyle's gaze this time. Carlyle leaned forward and whispered "the way you look at her, the way Jackie looks at her. It's like you two are under some dumb spell. I may have been drunk but I cans lightly recall what I said. And I still stand by it. She isn't trust worthy Ghost." Carlyle leaned back. Ghost rolled his eyes, starting the car and heading back to h-q.

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