AN- This is pretty self explanatory. Sudden Inspiration really. Not finished with it yet.

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"Merrie, can we please be professional about this?"

"Of course…It's not like I'm going to have another chance to pay my respects. There won't be a funeral, will there?"

"No."

"Then why, darling, do you think I would disrespect him here?"

"Still, you could at least put the nail file away."

"Just a nervous habit. I forget sometimes."

"Very well, then. I'll start the tape."

Click.

"It is November 30th, 2004. Final Records, interview number fourteen…Persona 1 of the 54 reclaimed by the Suspect Reassignment Program instituted by L Lawliet in the year 2000."

"That's 54 lives he saved, mind you."

"Wedy…"

"I know I'm sorry…but no string of pearls is worth my life. The death penalty personally offends me. I was the first he took in, and I haven't forgotten it. That, if nothing else, is what should go on record. Where would you like to start?"

"How did you meet the detective L?"

"We went to school together here at Wammy's."

"Please refrain from using the name."

Sigh. "I was a year ahead of him, working through the electronics and securities division. Not long after I graduated, I accidentally robbed a bank while reconfiguring their online provisions."

"Accidentally."

"Of course, darling. I put my own account number in out of habit."

"Move on, please."

"Right, well, I got addicted to it, and went rogue shortly thereafter. I tithed Wa…the academy, ten percent of my loot, just to piss you off."

"I remember."

"It was so cute to get your messages, all huffed and puffed about illicit donations. Like an angry Grandpa. I used to call you that, remember?"

"Wedy, you're off topic."

"Oh, right. Well, after about a year or so, L decided he'd learned enough and branched out. Of course, I was the first person he came after. He cheated…he knew me before, but hell I suppose I was good practice and all. Besides, he saved my ass in the end, can't say I'm unhappy with it."

"What did he do?"

"He was the one that waived my trial in favor of 'rehabilitation'…I was twenty one when he found me. I was already making my name, and when I was caught, he was the one to arrest me."

"And that was?"

"Oh…I don't know. Long about…April of '99?"

"How would you describe him?"

"Well, I can't say he was the most charming fellow, in or out of the academy. I'm still amazed you have a picture of him actually smiling."

"Something funny?"

"I just remember when he looked at me that way."

"You're implying that he was attracted to you?"

"Hmm? Oh, yes Roger. He liked blondes, you see. I was his type."

"Wedy…"

"Oh don't frown at me, darling, nothing came of it. This was L after all…he would never do something as crass as fool around with someone of my history. No, he just looked…and smirked. Cheeky bastard."

"What was it like to work with him?"

"Well, there's a lot of ground to cover there…and most of it I'm already on file for."

"Granted…let's skip to your last job with him."

"…The Kira case. Now there was something that I never thought I'd see. L was actually worried about this one, he wasn't sleeping well and the like…"

"Why do you say that?"

"I've been working with him for years now, and you learn to look past his…quirks, I suppose. Actually, it didn't surprise me in the least…it took something paranormal for the greatest detective in the world to sweat over. A bit depressing, really."

"How would describe him the last time you saw him?"

"Stressed…very, very stressed."

"Were you involved in the circumstances leading up to his death in anyway?"

"Yes, I was working alongside him to break a company open…a suspected Kira. After the usual breaking and entering, however, he dismissed me. I played a small role in a false death, as a witness, but nothing worth noting here. You'll get more from the other officers."

"I can't contact them...the L persona is still active, and I'm reluctant to let them know that we're aware of his death just yet. L is technically still working the case."

"Ah but we know better, don't we Roger?"

"Wedy, stop using names."

"Well, damn it; what's the point in going on tape if I can't talk about anything? I mean really…."

"Any final notes you'd like to add to this file before I close it out?"

"Yes. He was right. He knew it before he died, and since I'm not at leave to discuss the case under any circumstances, I'll say that for him. He was right."