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It had been a relatively normal day.

She had been in the Agency, enjoying her weekend, her father was out and about somewhere, and Conan had gone out to play with his friends. Just like any other Sunday.

Until Ayumi and the others had come running home to her in tears.

Conan and Ai had been kidnapped.

To be honest, she wasn't sure why she hadn't stayed. She had made a quick, jerky call to the police to report it, took the kids to Agasa, and then had promptly run off to search the entire city for the missing children - on foot, if she had to.

It was rather silly to think one teenage girl would be able to find two missing kids better than the entire police force, but her heart wouldn't listen. Conan was her dear adopted little brother who reminded her so much of her missing Shinichi, and Ai was a sweet and quiet girl who she had come to look on as a little sister, much like Ayumi.

So she ran and searched, going to all the placesshe thought they might go, hoping against hope that maybe they'd get themselves out of it - Conan's talent of getting into trouble was countered by the fact that he could also get out of it amazingly well.

But she searched, and still no sign.

She was walking down some street - she'd long stopped paying attention to were she actually was - and looked forlornly at the buildings around her.Some sort of industrial business section, with small warehouses scattered here and there.

She turned the corner around one - and froze.

A black car of an old foreign make was parked on the side of the street, and two men were each searching down the street, on either side. Men dressed entirely in black, from their hats to their boots, and one was even sporting sunglasses - despite the fact that the sun had set an hour ago. And the other had the longest hair she'd ever seen on a man, blond and almost too delicate for someone of his size.

She felt her blood go cold. not only did they sceam "villian" to every single one of her senses, there was something else about them as well.

She recognized them. The men in black at the amusement park, the day Shinichi disappeared.

They had stopped her search when she had appeared, and had stood staring at her for a moment, as if her appearance had dumbfounded them. But then, suddenly, they begn striding towards her, and she could see the one with the sunglasses reach discretely into his jacket.

Only one weapon was usually carried like that. And he could get it out and kill her before she could turn the corner - she had taken a few too many precious steps away from it.

And also, somehow with certainy she knew, just by the way they looked at her, that not only did they know why Shinichi had disappeared, they knew about Conan and Ai too - and knew she was conected to them.

She suddenly had a very cold feeling that she was going to die here.

But suddenly both stopped with looks as close to surprise as they would ever show, and she belatedly felt a presence come up behind her.

Before she could whirl around and face her new attacker, a cloth was held in front of her face with slender but strong fingers, that had a distinct chemical smell - it had been used on her several times before, she thought as she dazedly gave into the drug. Chloroform.

As her world grew dark and she faded away from conciousness, a voice she had heard before - both long ago and yet rather recently - whispered in her ear in English.

"Good night, Angel."

And with that, she knew no more and was lost to the world of the drug.

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