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A/N: I hope you all like it! It just kind of popped in my head.

London Girl

Chapter One

I sat up from my chair and stood, leaning into the blond haired man sitting in front of me, my lips nearly brushing his ear. "You like it huh? You get off on it. Watching women scream and fight while you rape them." The man smirked.

"That's what gets you off isn't it? You want them to scream and fight." I crossed my arms against my chest and moved behind him. "But Kathleen was different Harry, she was smart and she played along. She thought it would make you stop, she thought that maybe if you couldn't get aroused, you would leave her there. But, not seeing her in pain pissed you off..." The man pursed his lips and shifted in discomfort.

"So angry infact, you just had to kill her right?"

"That whore pretended she wanted me." He spoke with an Irish accent. "I wasn't going to let her make a fool of me."

"You shut her up."

The Irishman looked up at me with a grin. "She deserved everything she got."

"Great work Detective." Mac spoke with a slight smile as I exited the interrogation room.

"Ah it wasn't hard at all. He was going to cave some time, it was only a matter of when."

"I'm sure if it had been Flack in there, he wouldn't have given in so easily. But don't tell Flack that." We both smiled. Just then, my phone went off.

"Speaking of Flack..." I said, looking at the screen. I flipped it open. "Yeah."

"Gray, we've got a scene I'll meet you outside at the car."

"Alright I'll be right there." I hung up. Mac raised his eyebrows.

"Duty calls?"

I nodded. "We've got a scene. By the way, you got any thing on the Raybourne case?."

Mac shook his head. "No leads, not anything. I'm starting to think the killer is a ghost."

"Ah, you'll get him. Give it a little bit. Anyways, I've got to go. As you said, duty calls."

He smiled at me. "You're right. Have fun."


I made my way out of the station and saw Flack leaning against the black SUV. I smiled brightly at the Detective. "Hey, what do we got today?"

He smiled back and made his way over to the drivers side. "Five DB's."

"Five?" I got in the passenger door. "You sure?"

"I'm positive. First on scene said they're teenagers." He started the car and pulled into traffic. "By the way, it's in Brooklyn."

I groaned. "I hate going to Brooklyn. Why can't anything happen right outside the station."

"Aw come on, being stuck in a car with me for a little while wont kill you."

I smirked. "If you start singing to the radio again it will."

Last year I left England and made my way to New York as a Homicide Detective. Being a Detective in England was extremely dull, it didn't have the excitement as the big city does. All I was dealing with were casualties from pub brawls and robberies. So I packed up and left London behind me. Ever since, I've been working here. I love my job, even though the hours are greuling. And I get to work along side the greatest people, who also happen to be my closest friends.

"This is it" Flack stated as he pulled over to the side.

We got out of the car and made our way into the brownstone. When we got inside, we were shocked to see the scene in front of us. Three males and two females were in the room in various postitions. No evidence of a struggle and no blood was present, only one of the girls was laying in a pile of vomit.

"Who found them?" Flask asked a nearby uniform.

"Freida Muller, over there." He pointed to a women in the hallway who looked to be in her mid fourties.

Flack looked at me and raised his eyebrows. "You or me?

"I'll do it." I sighed and walked towards her. She was holding her forehead and looking at the ground. She was sobbing quietly. "Excuse me Ms. Muller," I said carefully. "Can I ask you some questions?"

She looked up at me and nodded. "Okay."

I opened my pad and was ready to take notes. "What time did you find them?"

"About twenty minutes before you arrived."

"Do you have any affiliations with them?"

"The blond girl is my daughter Marissa," She paused and let out a small cry. "I think the black haired boy is her friend Mark, I'm not sure. I don't know the others."

"This is your house?"

"Yes."

I finished questioning the mother and made my way over to Flack, who was now joined by Danny and Stella. "Hey Jude, nice of you to join us." Danny said, crouching beside one of the bodies.

I smiled. "Hey Danny, Stella. The women over there is the mother of Marissa, thinks one of them is named 'Mark' but she doesn't know the others."

"Which one is Marissa?" Stella asked, opening her case.

"The blond." I answered, pointing to the body. She was the one lying the the vomit.

"I'll look for ID's on the others." Flack stated.

"Look at this." Stella held up a bowl. "It's full of pills."

I looked around once again at the teenagers thought for a moment. "A pharm party?"

Flack gave me a confused look. "Pharm party?"

"It's what teenagers do now a days."

"Huh." Flack raised a brow. "What happend to the good old fashioned kegger?"

Danny stood from his crouching postition and spoke. "They raid their medicine cabinets and grab any pills they find and bring them to the party..."

"Then, they throw them all into a bowl and throughout the night they grab handfulls." Stella finished.

"Sounds dangerous enough. You think they OD'd?" Flack asked.

Stella shrugged. "We wont be able to tell untill we bring them back to the ME."

We soon finished up and left the house. As we were pulling away Flack spoke. "You going to Danny's tonight?"

I looked at him and shrugged. "Probably. If I can lug my ass out of my apartment. The Rangers game is on tonight right?"

He nodded. "Yeah, playing against Toronto."

I smirked. "You Americans and your hockey..."

Flack sighed. "Don't tell me that's why you might not come...because your British and you don't like hockey."

"Hey, I have the ability to be there and not watch it."

"Then I'll pick you up then." He smiled.

"I can go myself you know."

He smiled again. "You're on the way. I'll pick you up at seven."

I rolled my eyes. "Right. Let's stop for a coffee before we go back to the station."

A/N: Et Voila! There's the first chapter. I think it's too short but whatever. Hope you all liked it. Feel free to review. More to come!