Samantha's POV
In matt's & Chris dorm

I was sat on the floor leaning against Chris's bed creating small talk with Matt waiting for everyone else to get here. By 4:40 finally everyone was there... Except grace and dean, but we weren't exactly expecting them to show.
"The police still haven't updated anything about the crime." Chris says scrolling through the local departments website.
"This isn't moving anywhere. That's why investigations are carried out by proper detectives who have reliable sources. Not a couple of teenagers who get the latest scoops from gossip." John expresses closing his laptop.
"It's only the first day. We can't expect to solve this in one afternoon." I say standing up. "I'm going to get a drink." I walk out the dorm to be followed by Sam closing the door behind him.
"John's right. this isn't going anywhere." He states after a few moments of silence.
"Seriously?" I ask rhetorically. "you're siding with him?" He was one of the only people I thought would stay with Sherlock and I.
"No. But this isn't going to go anywhere... Unless we get some help."
"we have grace and dean."
"Lets face it. dean is only helpful in hand to hand combat." I nod in agreement.
"and grace is only helpful in getting gossip."
"Which isn't very reliable." we fall silent for a few moments. "what about Lilian?"
"Her specialty is breaking the rules." I joke. Sam looks deep in thought so I stay quiet and let him speak next. Lilli would be helpful if we decided to break into the crime scene, but the amount of everything that could go wrong is great.
"What if we find a way to get into the crime scene?" seriously. "Lillian has a those genius friends,"

"Albert and Peter?" I question.
"Yea. Aren't they like the science bros or something?"
"I don't know. Chris knows them better then I do."
"We could talk to the group about it?"
"I know, but suggesting something that involves breaking countless school rules. Not to mention the other multiple state laws."
"We don't have to do it."
"I'll think about it." He places a hand on my shoulder.
"There isn't exactly any other options." I nod slightly looking down to the floor. I continue to walk into the elevator pressing the level one button. Sam follows me silently. "I hear Ms. Morgana Pendragon is going to take Arthur's place." Sam says through the slightly awkward silence. since I was deeply in thought contemplating the pros and cons of such a stunt as breaking into a crime scene. I responded with a simple but slightly dazed off 'really?'. The silence didn't bother me. if anything it helped me concentrate, but for Sam I could see how uncomfortable he was. once the elevator doors finally open I step out into the lobby and go to the vending machine. before I can place my change in the slot Sam slips a coin in paying it for me.
"Thanks." I say. He leans on the machine looking down at me.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"Nothing." I shrug bending down to get my soda.
"You seem off." he says not taking his gaze off me. once I stand back up I meet his eyes for a brief moment to then look back down at my hands.
"I'm just," I trail off fidgeting with my hands.
"Is it because I suggested breaking into the office? we don't have to. I've been contemplating the thought all day."
"No. no, it's just that the thought has crossed my mind too" I run a hand through my hair. "And... if we really want to carry this out we need reliable evidence. But the cons defiantly out weigh the pros."
"I know. But if we pitch it out there to the others they will have ideas to fix the problems that we wouldn't ever think of." I nod a smile slowly forming over my face.
"Okay, but you know John will defiantly decline the very thought of it." He nods.
"I'm sure Sherlock can convince him otherwise." he says jokingly.
"True." I smirk.

When we enter the room again we take our previous seats and propose the idea.

"You want to do what?!" John questions. Look of disbelief on his face. Matt on the other hand has a smile on his face clearly up to it, Chris is contemplating everything that could go wrong, Bucky asks 'when do we start', and Sherlock is is planning out how we are going to do it.
"John, we aren't getting anywhere just sitting around waiting for grace an her 'reliable' sources." Sam reasons.
"Do you think you could convince Peter and Albert to help us?" I ask chris.
"Defiantly Peter, but Albert isn't gonna be so easy..." I nod. "When do we plan on doing this? If we do it."
"As soon as we work out the plan" I say.
"Tonight." Sherlock corrects me bluntly.
"What?" Matt says just as surprised as I am. "We haven't even decided completely that we are gonna do it."
"I have decided."
"We kinda need the whole teams consent." I cut in. Sherlock looks over to John and says bluntly.
"We're doing it."

John scoffs."You know you aren't the leader of the team, right?" he says rhetorically.

"Of course I am." He retorts.
"There isn't a leader to this group." Matt corrects. "this isn't some police squad. it's a group of friends."
Sherlock roles his eyes. "It's not like the rest of you are fit to be a leader." I scoff.
"Seriously?" Sam says sass ringing in his voice. Sherlock shrugs out a yes.
"Just because your ego is the biggest here. doesn't mean you're better fit to be the leader." I say done with his whole 'I'm better then everyone else' persona. after a minute of silence annoyance bubbling in the room. Grace and Dean burst in. Grace was wearing one of dean's t-shirts. her lip stick smudged and her hair looks quickly fixed. Dean wasn't in his regular bad boy getup with the flannel underneath the leather jacket he was just wearing a black T-shirt, and his hair slightly out of place..................
Shit..........did they?.............Sam and I exchange looks of realization.
"What's up losers." Grace says sitting on Matt's desk crossing her legs. Dean taking a seat in the computer chair. After we don't reply back to her dean says.
"Did we catch y'all at a bad time?"
"Not at all." Bucky says sarcastically.
After grace and dean share awkward glances they turn back to us and start speaking.
"Okay... well since so far you had held your side of the bargain, time for us to hold ours." Dean says.
"Let's start of with Morgana." I look up when she says it reminding me of what Sam said early in the elevator. "She was after that coaching job for years."
"And when Arthur got it she was pissed." dean finishes.
"She set up multiple things in attempt to get him to quit. Like sending him poisoned food, setting loose roaches in the gym and his office. that sort of crap." what if one of her attempts at getting the job went lethal. "Then there's Lancelot."
"He had sex with Arthur's wife."
"Yea. and when Gwen married Arthur instead of Lancelot. He got mad, but at least he still got to sleep with her. Well until Arthur found out."
'He got super pissed, but gwen convinced him that she still loved him and that the sex thing wasn't lances fault but hers."
"Why did she stay married to Arthur?" Chris asks.
"Arthur's dad just died and left him a shit load of money." dean replies.
"How are you guys doing in solving this?" grace asks.
"Is that all you got?" I ask the two of them.
"Yup." they say synchronized.
"You led us onto believe that you had information on the death. not on his life." Sam say annoyed.
"We told you possible antagonist in this great tale." grace says. I role my eyes. "plus the police haven't released anything in the death."
"Yea. we got that." John says.
" you two where helpful." I say sarcastically turning back to everyone. "Are we all on the same page for you know what." I hint not wanting grace or dean to know what we are partially planing.
"I am" Matt says with pride.
"Obviously" Sherlock huffs out.
"Yea" Bucky says
"Of course" Chris says after.
"Uh." John hesitates.
"What's 'you know what'?" dean interrupts.
"You'd know if you were supposed to." I say awaiting John's answer.
"Why can't we know?" grace asks. "Is it bad?" no shit Sherlock (a pun the group and I have come to adopt).
"You are going to break into the crime scene aren't you?" dean asks glaring at Sam.
"How-" Chris starts.
"I know how Sam's mind works." He interrupts.
"You aren't gonna carry this out. right?" grace asks.
"It's the best option on the table." I reply. everyone else beside Sam and I fall silent as we get scolded by grace and dean.
"The best option? You could get suspended if you get caught!"
"And Sammy that means we will gotta go back with dad." Sam cringed as those words came out of dean's mouth.
"Why can't you just leave it be? The police have it covered."
"There writing it off as a suicide." Everyone turns their head to Sherlock.
"And I'm guessing you think there wrong?" Grace says annoyed.
"Obviously. The man if any thing, was more likely to get murdered then to commit suicide."
"So there's a murderer on campus." She crosses her arms. "And why dose that mean you guys have to find out who?"
"Because the police won't listen to a bunch of teens." Matt cuts in. Grace sighs and turns to me.
"When I said to make friends I meant with normal kids."
Matt offended opening his mouth to correct her, closes his mouth none of us are what Grace would define as 'normal' .
"We only asked for you to tell us what you know on the case. And obviously you know just as much as we do so good bye." I say standing up opening the door for them to leave. Grace pushes herself off the desk and walks to the door and stops right in front of me looking me straight in the eye.

"if you dare carry through with this I will tell the principle." she then continues out the door Dean following close behind. I close the door turning back to everyone and silently take my seat.