Broken: the Ultimate Crossover

Chapter 7

Nancy's POV

When I wake up the next morning, my face is pressed against the wooden table top in my basement. I feel tired still because last night we worked until we all passed out.

The death mass, as Betty likes to call it, is still squirming in the middle of the table, the spider brooch in a plastic bag beside it.

I try to sit up but feel something heavy weighing me down. I turn my head and find that Kavinsky has fallen asleep on my shoulder and, let me just say, his head is very heavy. When I try to move, he stirs as well and wake up, looking around in confusion before realizing where he is.

I sit up as well and look around the room. Jonathan fell asleep at the computer while researching supernatural activity. Archie fell asleep beside him, his head resting on his outstretched arm. Peter and Betty both fell asleep over many papers that we printed off about monster sightings in the last year that could be related to the case.

Peter and Betty are kind of cute, actually. They fell asleep on the couch, Betty's head on his shoulder, Peter's resting on hers. It would almost be romantic if Lara Jean hadn't fallen asleep with her legs stretched across both of them.

"Morning," Kavinsky whispers while he stretches.

"Morning," I return the greeting, my voice cracking as I do so. "I'm exhausted."

"Same," Kavinsky replies quietly, looking around the room, his eyes rest on Peter and Betty. "What a ladies man."

I look back at them and then to Kavinsky again. "Was he a ladies man in New York?"

"Oh definitely not," Kavinsky shakes his head. "I mean, he had a girlfriend but he's awkward, you know?"

"Yeah I know someone like that," I mumble, nodding my head in Lara Jean's direction.

Kavinsky lets out a small laugh as our conversation is interrupted by Jonathan waking up.

"Where the hell...." he starts as he looks around the room. Then his eyes fall on the death mass and spider brooch and his mouth forms into an o. "Oh that's right."

"Good morning," I say with a laugh. "Sleep well?"

"Nope," he responds. "I fell asleep on a keyboard, of course I didn't sleep well."

"It's ok, Kavinsky fell asleep on me and now I have shoulder pain," I tell him, rubbing the place where he fell asleep.

"My bad," Kavinsky apologizes.

I shrug and look at the death mass. "Should we put this thing in the backpack?"

"Oh hold on," Jonathan instructs and jogs to the basement door, opening it and disappearing into the outside world.

A minute later he comes back with a polaroid camera in his hands.

"I planned on taking pictures if we saw the monster, but then I got scared and ran away," he says with a slight laugh. "We should take a picture of the death mass for the evidence folder."

"Good idea," I say, grabbing the evidence binder from farther down the table. "I'll put the spider brooch on here and when Betty and Peter wake up we can put the research in it."

Jonathan closes his left eye and focuses his camera on the death mass. When he presses the button to take the picture, a loud noise and bright light go off, causing the rest of the group to wake up.

"Oops," Jonathan says, but continues to take the pictures, setting the newly printed polaroids on the table face down.

"What are you doing?" Betty asks him as she lifts her head from Peter's shoulder.