#mysterydanny

[mysterynpcs]

arrest report: cameron white.

cameron white Cameron already has cold feet, a twinge of concern nagging at the back of her mind as her stomach sinks at the sight of Danny's house. This entire things felt stupid all of the sudden, standing there, expecting the police to be so stupid and dense that they wouldn't think to take a teenager Girl's phone for clues when she goes missing. The only thing that's keeping her from recommending they back out is the fact that this is the first lead they've gotten and the first real opportunity to get her friend answers. And, after dragging Danny all the way out here with the intent to canvas his parent's house? Something she highly doubted he really wanted to to do? It wasn't like she could say that she wanted anything different from this. Besides, it was July 3rd. Half the town was out celebrating early and the other half was raiding grocery stores and crossing state lines for the good fireworks anyway. If there was ever a time to do this, it was now. "You're sure your parents are gone, right," Cam asks turning to Danny. "We can do this another night if we need to."

danny logan Danny looks around the neighborhood for any sign of his parents or nosy neighbors who might try to cause a problem. He knows their routine after years of being forced to live it and right now they’re busy playing nice with the rest of the town for celebrations in hopes of getting more support from local government for their big pharma aspirations. The Lexus is gone and so is his moms Escalade. “Yeah we’re totally free. Let’s head in. I did blend my key so we’re token have to go my old bedroom window on this one. See the corner window over there? It’s that one.” He takes Cam’s hand and guides her effortlessly to the area in question, behind bushes he knows expertly conceal their figures and towards the back window. “Fuck. Not gonna lie I sort of hoped they’d have kept the ladder on this side of the house. I’m gonna have to lift you up.”

cameron white Cameron trusts Danny implicitly. That doesn't mean she trusts his neighbors not to stick their nose where it didn't belong. As soon as Danny confirms the all clear, she tosses her hood up on top of her head, hoping to keep her face out of sight as much as possible. It's one thing for Danny to break into his own house, it's another entirely for Cameron to break into the Logan household when most of the upper echelon in town would consider her a person of interest in the case of the Logan Daughter's disappearance. She ducks into branches and shadows until they land right outside Danny's bedroom window. It seems o much higher knowing the Danny's going to be lifting her to reach. She groans quietly, but nods. "Make it fast, and pray they haven't fixed the window since you moved out."

danny logan “My parents? Pay to fix a window. I have to laugh. They don’t think it’s worth it for that.” He laughs gently. This whole thing is sort of terrifying him even though he’s putting on a brave face. There are so many options about what that room is going to look like and he’s scared. Still, Danny offers her a gentle smile and with the practiced ease of a man who did this for like eight years, lifts Cam up and onto his shoulders. “Do you see the broken latch? There should also be a small hole near the frame of the window. If you jam something into it hard enough it unlocks.”

cameron white "See? I can't see anything, Dan," She hisses. Cam can hardly see her hand in front of her face, let alone a broken latch in the dark. She runs her fingers along the window, trying to work fast as unsteady as she feels on Danny's shoulders. She knows he won't intentionally drop her, but the anxiety of hitting the ground from this high is still present. Finally her fingers run along the latch in question, and Cameron leaves one hand on the latch in question, the other ducking under her hood to pull a bobby pin loose from her hair. "You think a bobby pin will work, right?" She asks, already feeding it into the lock. She jams it once, twice, three times, and nothing. Huffing in frustration, she glances down at Danny as best she can with him right below her. "I have no idea how you did this constantly." With enough frustration behind it, she jams it one one more time, and it clicks victoriously open. "Got it," She whispers, feeding the window up, bit by bit until there's enough room for a human to fit through. At least, a Cam sized human to start.

danny logan Danny gives a quiet cheer at her victory. Thank God they work so well as a team. This whole thing might actually go off without a hitch. “Okay I’m about to do something freaky but you’ve got to trust me. Remember I cheered for years.” He presses his palms underneath her feet. “Stand on them and you should be able to force your way up. Then I’m gonna take a running start at the house and you’re going to, like, catch me. I don’t know what’s changed in there, but if my room is the same you could throw down a sheet or something too. On the count of three.” He doesn’t give her time to argue. “One. Two. THREE!”

cameron white The minute Danny's hand shift from holding her feet in place to the underneath, Cameron immediately regrets not recommending they bring a ladder to this little escapade. As soon as he completes his plan, she opens her mouth to argue. Somewhat about hoisting her higher into the air when she has the balance of a struggling new born deer. But, also because of the fact that she isn't entirely sure she can lift him into the house, running leap or not. But, the unfortunate thing is Danny knows her far too well, and is pressing her upwards so suddenly Cam's almost sure she'll lose her balance. She bites down so hard on the inside of her cheek, she swears she can taste the coppery tinge of blood in her mouth. But, it was necessary to keep from making some noise of fear. Grabbing at the window, she uses every ounce of strength in her body, to yank her way into the room, grabbing randomly at any sort of hand holds until she finally tumbles through, ungracefully, onto the floor. Eyes blinking a few times to adjust to the new space, she recognizes almost nothing. She has half the mind to ask Danny if they have the right house, but the image of Dani on the nearby desk confirms it. Whatever remnants of Danny's room there were no longer existed. She thinks briefly about closing the window to spare him the hurt of seeing himself erased from the space, but she knows that would only end in disaster. With her head poking back out the window, she tries to keep any sort of look off her face to worry him, and nods. "Okay, I think... I think I'm ready?"

danny logan Always ask for forgiveness, never for permission. His father had told him that once and it feels weird to be saying it like a mocking prayer as he prepares himself to leap into the second story window of his house. This is, perhaps, the top of a very long list of incredibly stupid things Cameron and him have done. He’s not sure this moment will ever get topped though. Even when compared to the time they played Fuck marry kill at a playground at like 6 pm while laying across some monkey bars. “Coming up.” He takes a good number of steps back and takes a deep breath. This is gonna suck so fucking bad. And it does. It sucks so bad as his body collided with the side of the house, but he’s managed to catch the windowsill and is pulling himself up as best ad he can. “grab me! Grab me!” Danny says frantic as his grip starts to loosen. Every muscle in his body burns from the exertion of keeping himself up using just his core and his arms.

He has no fucking idea how they do it but Cam manages to catch him, lifting him up with help from his own aching body. There’s a moment of pure triumph but it is so quickly replaced with a tight pit in his stomach. The room is empty of everything that used to be his. He knows it’s not fair to be upset. He tore all those posters down in a frantic display of desperation for freedom when Cameron had helped him move out. It’s like there’s a knife in his stomach and he’s afraid to pull it out in case he bleeds out.

Danny goes to the wall. It used to be painted a lime green his mother hated. He touches it gently and swallows hard. All his cheer trophies are gone too. Years of competitions either tossed in the trash or hidden in a storage shed they’ll never open. They didn’t even care enough to keep his ghost around. “When I was fourteen…my mom grounded me for getting a C in English. I was so angry I stole a knife from the kitchen knife and carved my initials into the wall. So they’d know how mad I was. But they never noticed.”

cameron white Cam's not sure where she musters the strength to pull him into the room. Probably the same place those Moms who lift cars off their babies do: Pure fear and adrenaline. For more reasons than one. She sits on the floor for a long moment, chest rising and falling until she realizes Danny hasn't said anything. Her eyes shoot upwards to find him scanning the room, and the lack of him that remains. She had been the one to help him take everything of his out of the room and move it into his new apartment. She had been there for each moment of it. But, it's still jarring to see them not keep an ounce of Danny in this space. How easily replaceable it makes him seem. She finally pushes herself to standing, and comes to stand next to Danny where he traces his fingers across the wall, letting her hand rest on his back. "I'm sorry. I wasn't sure how to warn you about this. I... I know this can't be easy on you." She has half the mind to offer for him to sit the rest of this out, take one blow at a time instead of waltzing into his missing Sister's room. But, she knows him too well to even bother to offer at this point. Letting her hand slip down his arm, she laces their fingers together and gives it a soft squeeze. "Let's get this done so we can get out of here, yeah?"

danny logan Danny swallows and for a moment he thinks maybe he’s going to just slide back out the window. It’s all gone. Every inch of him. But then Cam is touching him, grounding him back to reality and he feels the air rush from his lungs. He’s going to have to go into Dani’s room next and that might be the worst. He remembers the way she had screamed out him the last time he was here, threw things at his head because she was leaving him. He wonders if anything in that room has changed in a year. “Yeah. Yeah let’s do this. The air conditioning in the room sucked ass anyways.”

cameron white A soft, tight lipped smile graces Cameron's face unconvincingly. She feels as if she's glued in place for another moment, wanting to offer him the out, but she's sure that he'll refuse. Or maybe she's hopeful he will, because she doesn't want to do this on her own. "We'll be quick, it shouldn't be hard to find it." If it's even there her mind supplies, but she pushes the thought away, not willing to face that as a possibility after all of this. She gives his hand one last reassuring squeeze before slipping her hand out of his, and moving towards the door. The wood creaks softly as she pulls it open, just enough to scan the immediate hallway, darkened, but empty. "I think the coast is clear, come on." She still isn't sure about this entire thing, but there mere feet from Dani's room, and it's too late to turn back now. "Which one is Dani's room?" Her voice is still soft, even if she assumes that the house is empty at this point. It's as if she's too loud, it will send up some alarm, and get them both caught and booked for Breaking and Entering.

danny logan He mourns the loss of her fingers threaded through his but he also knows they need to be quick and efficient if it’s possible. They cannot be something they linger doing. This isn’t one of their stupid bits where they dance around like court jesters for the amusement of others. They are committing a crime that is infinitely more severe than the illegal weed there happens in his apartment. If his parents find out he’s here…well he’s not sure what’s going to happen with that one. His dad might actually kill him. The hallways is as empty as he remembered but just at the end of the hall is his sisters room. The pink floral stickers are gone but he can see the faded imprint of their many years glued there. Thankfully the door is unlocked, no doubt so his parents can parade people around in there like it’s a museum of their bereavement. The room is the same as it was just a year ago but there’s a fine layer of dust on most of it. It’s terrifying being in this space. It hurts more when he sees the picture frame on her desk he almost cries. It’s them, the day he went to college, sitting in the trunk of his car with popsicles they weren’t supposed to have.

cameron white Trekking down the empty hallway is somehow worse than anything else they've done so far for multiple reasons. She can practically feel Danny's emotion rolling off of him in waves, and if that weren't bad enough, she's got the added stressor of a hollow pit forming in her stomach telling her something was wrong. It was hard to know what, but she knew that her gut was rarely ever wrong after everything she had been put through. She's never one to ignore that intuition either. But, the thoughts of putting her best friend through of all this only to come up empty handed are too haunting and cruel for her to honor her own mind, and she finds herself continuing forward despite everything. They make their way into Dani's room, and Cam feels as if she's just walked into some morbid art instillation. The last pieces of Dani around the room, displaying her life in an eerie way that Cameron can't place. But, she finds herself following Danny's gaze to a picture on his Sister's desk. "We're going to find her, Danny, I swear." They'll be one step closer if they can find her phone. "Do you want to check her desk? I'll check around her bed and night stand."

danny logan He knows he shouldn’t but Danny can’t help but pick up the picture. It’s the last piece of him in this entire house and he feels desperate enough right now it’s impossible to take in. Tears bubble at the edge of his vision as he traces her smiling face. He almost doesn’t hear Cameron’s voice. “Right.” But his voice is weak so he tries to sound more determined. “Right. Yeah I’ll take the desk.” It feels more personal and he hopes it’s less of an invasion of privacy if it’s him.

cameron white Lingering for a moment longer than she'd like to, Cam studies him for a long moment, willing herself to say something. But, there's nothing to say, really. She knows that pain isn't taken away. Ever. Unless they find Dani. The only reality she'll accept is one where Danny never has to experience the loss of family the way she had. After another lingering moment, she approaches Dani's bedside, trying to act with the great amount of reverence as possible given the situation. She's aware the depths of a teenage girl's bedroom are private, and sacred in many ways, and to dig through her things seems slimy. But, she supposes it's a forgivable sin if it helps them figure out what happened to Dani. She quietly lifts notebooks, tracing the cable of her charger behind her table to no avail. She shifts open the top drawer first, willing herself to find a phone, but it's most junk. Hair ties, lip gloss, chapstick, and folded up bits of note paper. Nothing she's hoping to find. "How's it going, any luck?" She asks, despair looming over her as she realizes the possibility that this was a waste of time is slowly becoming a reality.

danny logan Danny opens her desk drawers. There lots of things he recognizes from his own school years. Text books. Notebooks. Cheer practice routines outlined to help commit them better to memory. None of it is particularly note worthy. He tries to wrack his brain, even looking for various other things that might help out at all. The realization dawns on him slowly. Nothing is here. They’ve broken into his parents house, dug through his sisters things, and gotten nothing. “It’s not here,” he says softly. “There’s nothing here.”

sheriff hastings When the Sheriff had gotten a text from his old buddy Andy (with a Y) Logan about a possible B&E at his house, he couldn't believe his luck. With the Logan girl missing for over 2 weeks, they were running out of leads. But a B&E? The guilty party always returned to the scene of the crime. Or the scene of the family of the crime-d.

They'd put off turning on the sirens until the last minute, but by the time they arrived at the house, he'd already received a completely unedited screenshot from the Logans' security footage of the guilty party. Singular. Clear as day.

It was like Christmas.

The Sheriff's Department didn't get to do sneak attacks a lot, but with the element of surprise on their side, he'd sent an officer to each side of the house to set his trap before letting the siren go off.

"Cameron White," he announced through his speaker. "Don't you know that breaking and entering is a crime? We have the house surrounded. Come out with your hands up."

cameron white With s soft thump of her fist against the wall, Cam turns to Danny. "It's fine. Maybe... maybe your parents just moved it downstairs. Or... or..." She can't even come up with another idea before the darkened room is illuminated by red and blue lights, and the tell tale sound of police sirens blare. Her stomach sinks almost instantaneously, and she thinks she's going to be sick. "Shit. Shit, shit shit." She glances out Dani's window as inconspicuously as possible, spotting the officers in the backyard, and if he's telling the truth, that means every other exit to the house has an officer stationed right outside. She had managed to offer herself up on a silver platter to the Chief of Police, and there was no way out of this without getting Danny in trouble, too.

For a moment, everything seems to grind to a halt. She has so few options. Make a break for it with Danny, and hope they can out run the cops until they get tired of chasing the two of them. Or, walk out the front door, and take the consequence for both of them. This was her idea, and she had dragged Danny down with her. She couldn't see Danny go down with the likes of her: Coolville's troublemaker. Coolville's problem child. He was better than that, she was better than letting him become that.

She approaches Danny quickly, passing him her phone. The risk of them checking her messages and incriminating the others with interfering with the Dani investigation was too high. "Hide," She states simply. "Hide, and don't come out until you're sure all the cop cars are gone. Do you understand me?" It's not a request, it's not even a suggestion. It's a command.

danny logan The sirens come before he's really even expecting them. Maybe a part of him, deep down, knew they'd be getting into some serious trouble for this kind of tom fuckery. Putting together some head, asking a few questions. That's fine. It's normal. It's not actively impeding a police investigation. Snooping around in a missing girls room? That is.

He's mentally doing gymnastics to figure out a way out of this where everyone is safe, sane, and perfectly okay. In theory he could call his parents and explain to them what he's doing but they've already made is clear they don't like his mystery adventures. And then the police are saying it's just Cam they're looking for. "Wait...wait I should be on the security cameras too. Why aren't I?"

But it makes sense, really, with how vile his parents are. "No. No I'm not. Cam you're crazy! So you can go to jail?" Despite everything though, Danny is not stupid and he can tell when she's not in an arguing mood. She's upset and scared and he wants to make it all go away. The fact of the matter is there is no scenario in which case they both get out of this without issue. If even just one of them does, well, maybe there's still a chance. "I'll get you out." He promises, grabbing her hand and hooking their pinkies together. "I promise."

cameron white It feels like she might collapse at any moment the way her head is swimming with anxiety. For all the problems she's caused around town, she's never been arrested for it. Let off with a warning, cleared, or just been able to slip away before the problem starts itself at all. But, there's not a way out of this. This was a stupid mistake, and she should have known better.

The way Danny asks why it's just her, why not him, makes her want to scream. She's the one they want to pin this on. She's the easy target. The Logan's already hate her, and this is easy fuel on the fire to burn her like the witch the town views her to be. It was never going to be Danny they wanted or suspected. They were never going to let anything happen to him, because that wasn't good business. It leaves a sour taste in her mouth to know that this is all a power trip.

Her jaw tenses as soon as Danny argues like she won't lock him in Dani's closet and make this far worse for herself to ensure his safety. But, he agrees, looping their fingers together, making promises she knows he can't keep. Fighting back tears, she nods. "I trust you." With that, she slips out of his grasp, and does her best to keep her head held high as she marches towards the front door.

Shaking fingers wrap around the knob, and she throws one last glance over her shoulder up towards Dani's room, reminding herself who she's doing this for. And, then she opens the front door. Hands, non-threateningly, shooting up in the air as soon as she comes into view.  "I don't have anything on me," She states, as if that will stop whatever theatrics they're about to put on for the gawking eyes of all the neighbors.

sheriff hastings The Sheriff couldn't help the shit-eating grin that was plastered across his face as Cameron White emerged from the house, hands up just as he'd demanded. She'd evaded the law for far too long, and now she was finally paying the price.

Wasting no time, he was behind her before she'd even made it three steps, hands reaching to pull her arms behind her back.

"Didn't think the thing you'd go in for was a B&E, but that's about to be the least of your worries," he made sure to stress as he slapped on the handcuffs that he'd always known would be in her future. Troublemaking teens without a good influence became troublemaking adults. That was just the way it was.

He didn't even spare a second glance at the house as he radioed the others that they were all set, concluding the show with the loudest Miranda Rights he'd ever read.

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you."

Having ensured that he drew plenty of attention to the scene, he escorted Cameron into the back of his car and straight to the station.

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