Chapter 1

Ned got his tired self out of bed and went to go check the oven. As he reached kitchen the sweet aroma of homemade apple pie filled his nostrils. He smiled in pleasure. If only the world were just that simple. Make the pies sell them and get your dream girl. What a happy little life he'd have.

Chuck also known as Charlotte Charles walked over to the counter where ned stood. Chuck made sure to hum so that Ned knew exactly where she was. Even though Ned made sure to wear gloves all the time every now and then he'd forget. Ned's touch was deadly quit literally.

"It's smells really nice in here Ned" Chuck smiles. There's nothing more in the world she loved more then her bees and Ned's pies, well and Ned.

"Glad you like it, it's apple today" Ned says.

Just at that moment Olive burst through the room screaming at the top of her lungs!

"Olive what's wrong?" Chuck asks generally concerned. Although it was quit obvious that Olive had a thing for Ned she was still Chuck's best friend by far. For a short woman Olive was feisty even on her worst days. With her short Blonde hair and grassy green eyes she was adorable.

"Oh Charlotte, just look" Olive points to her apartment door.

She seems terrified by even the thought of it.

Ned sticks his head out from the kitchen. he was inhaling the delicious smell before all the commotion started.

"Olive are you all right?"

Ned's bushy eyebrows go up in that puppy dog way that makes you want to volunteer at animal shelters.

"Just look at my door, I'm amazed I even got the guts to come over here!" Olive said in her southern sweet tangy voice.

Chuck looked at Ned, and Ned just shrugged his shoulders not knowing how to respond to Olive's fright.

"all right Olive I'll go into your room okay, you stay here with Chuck."

Ned gives Charlotte a weary smile and then disappears down the hall.

"Oh Charlotte it was absolutely terrible I got up this morning and as I was checking for mail I found this man limp and dead on the floor, in front of my apartment!" Olive said it all in a distressed tone. She was certainly freaking out.

"Olive just relax okay, Ned will get Emerson and they'll figure out what's happened." Charlotte couldn't bear to watch Olive get so frazzled.

Emerson Cod was the detective that along with Ned, Chuck, and the occasional Olive would crack mystery murders.

Charlotte wasn't at all worried. Ned had a total of one full minute to tap whoever died and ask them twenty questions about their killer before Ned would tap the person again and make then dead forever.

Of course only Emerson and Chuck knew this. Olive didn't have a clue.

"Where's Digby Olive?"

Dighby was Olive's beloved dog who Olive talked to on the occasions when she was all alone.

Olive's mouth dropped wide open before she called frantically "DIGBY COME HERE BOY!" No Digby showed up though.

"They stole my Digby Charlotte!" Olive was getting mad now.

"How dare they, I need to get to the bottom of this!"

Two seconds later Ned walks through the room with blood splattered all over his shirt.

"Ned what's happened to you?" Chuck asks.

"The man is dead, when I was heading to Olive's apartment i tripped and fell. His blood is all over me." Ned says it all so fast. Not once does he raise his voice or get mad though.

"Did you call Emerson?" Chuck asks because of course that's the same thing Olive is wondering.

"Yeah, he's on his way." Ned says. Blood drips down onto the hard wood floor. The worst part of all is he's drenched in somebody else's blood.

"Beep, beep" Ned says as he walks by Charlotte heading to the bathroom.

Olive laughs.

"Isn't he a character, he acts as if he can't even touch you"

Chuck smiles right back at Olive.

"He's a special one all right."

If only Olive knew just how special Ned really was. If only she knew Ned actually couldn't touch Chuck, if he did... she'd be dead.