A sequel to First Time Detective. Please, enjoy.

It was a bright and sunny afternoon in old London and all was well. It had been about a week since Fidget arrested Ratigan, which gave Fidget courage and thanks to Basil and Olivia. As of now, Olivia and Fidget were ready for their walk.

"So, Livy, what did you think of my heroic performance against Ratigan?" Fidget asked.

"It took courage, Fidget," Olivia answered.

"You better believe it did," Fidget smirked as he gave her a playful spanking, causing her to chuckle all the way downstairs with him chasing her.

"Basil," Olivia said once she came downstairs, "Fidget and I will be back."

Fidget hopped down to her side.

"Be good and have fun," Basil said.

"We will, sir," Fidget saluted.

Olivia opened the door. "Ready to have fun?"

Fidget nodded and she gave him a playful spanking, making him giggle as he ran out the door with her following him. Luckily for him, he wasn't upset about little things lately.

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"Now, Basil told us to bring weapons just in case something happens to use, right?" Olivia asked once they were in the woods.

"Right and we have just the supplies, Olivia," Fidget replied.

"And a magnifying glass," Olivia added.

"That, too, and we have just what we needed."

"Good."

"Olivia, what time does Basil want us back?" asked Fidget.

"Probably by dark, although you no longer have a curfew," replied Olivia, "So as long as I'm with you, I should be okay."

"Oh, that's right," Fidget recalled.

"What are you doing out here by yourselves?" a villainous voice asked.

Stunned by both Ratigan's voice and appearance, they made a run for it.

"Ah-ah-ah!" Ratigan said as he snatched the two. "Did Basil say you should be out here by yourselves?"

Shouldn't you be minding your own business? was what Fidget wanted to say, but that wouldn't do him any good because knowing how Ratigan is, Ratigan would have used that as a weapon and was capable of feeding on anyone's anger. It only made him stronger. Even Basil of Baker Street told him so.

"Oh, he did, didn't he?" Ratigan answered for them. "I just got bored and sick of sitting in that sewer all day."

"But how did you manage to break free of these cuffs since you're so bored?" Fidget asked with a smirk, realizing he hit a nerve. Then, he snickered.

Disgusted by Fidget's comeback, Ratigan dropped both Fidget and Olivia.

"Look at these scars around my wrists!" Ratigan demanded.

"Why couldn't you seek help from your gang, so that you don't have to leave scars on your bloody wrists?"

This made Ratigan want to strangle the little bat, but Olivia was quick enough to push Fidget out of the way. There was always someone he could count on in times like this.

"Fidget, let's go before anything else happens!" she said and they took off, returning to Baker Street as fast as their legs could carry him. Ratigan was losing sight of them, which gave Fidget the right time to stop.

"Wait, Olivia! I know what to do. I can fly. Ratigan's losing sight of us, so why not fly all the way back. Climb on my back." Olivia climbed on Fidget's back and before Ratigan could attain them, the duo had already risen into the mists.

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Upon their return to Baker Street, Olivia and Fidget panted, but were relieved to have Ratigan out of sight. "I think we lost him," Fidget panted.

Concerned, Basil walked over to them. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, Basil," Olivia replied, trying her best to catch her breath.

Basil fetched them each a glass of water in order for them to breathe better.

Fidget was sipping his, although water trickled down to his cheeks onto the floor. Seeing this, Basil handed him a cloth to wipe his face. Fidget did it himself. "Thank you."

"Now, what is it that you need to tell me?" asked Basil.

"Nothing," Fidget chuckled fearfully, "Everything's fine." He didn't think Basil could handle the truth.

"If it's Ratigan, you can talk about it."

"He caught us," Fidget said finally.

"But how did you escape?" Basil wanted to know more.

"Ratigan was trying to strangle him, so I pushed Fidget out of the way before it happened," Olivia said.

"And we flew all the way back because it was faster than running," Fidget finished.

Basil nodded pensively. "I'm afraid you two need a break from mystery solving until you're well on recovery."

"But Basil…" Fidget began to say.

"Ah-Fidget," Basil interrupted, "It's for your own good. I can handle this, but if I can't do it alone, then I'll have you help me."

"Okay. In case you get hurt, we'll come and get you," Fidget said, satisfied with the last sentence.

"Good boy, Fidget. It looks to me you two have had a long day. Why don't you sit down and rest?"

Olivia took off her hat, scarf, and coat and hung them on the coat rack. Before they sat down, they each had a couple of fresh cheese crumpets. They must've been hungry from that tiring trip.