A/N: Sorry about that late updates! Been super busy!

Disclaimer: Of course I don't own it! If I owned it, I wouldn't be on this site, duh!

Lacey was late. So late, in fact, that she didn't even have enough time to prepare her horse. Todd was there a few minutes later. He had planned to pick up Lacey, take her out for ice cream, and then go home and get ready for his date with Megan's boss, Kate Murphy. Now, his plans were ruined.

By the babymama.

Megan and Lacey were pouting in Megan's car. Actually, Lacey was pouting, while her mother was rambling excuses. Todd stalked up to the passenger's side and knocked on the glass, startling both girls. Lacey rolled down her window.

"Hey, Dad."

Todd scowled at his wife. No, his EX- wife. He didn't have to be nice to her anymore. "Megan?"

"That's my name."

"What are you doing here?"

"I dropped Lacey off."

"Why are you still here?" Lacey slumped down in her seat, bracing herself for girly squeals and swearing. And that was just from her dad.

Megan kept her cool, though. "There was a murder at the rec center, Now, I've got to leave. Goodb-"

-BANG!

The windshield shattered. Lacey screamed, Todd hit the dirt. Megan yelped and tried to shield Lacey, a million things running through her mind. The first one was simple:

Someone is trying to kill me.

Police caught the sniper. He had shot at Megan's car from almost 2/3 mile away, and, thankfully, wasn't a very good shot. Nobody, was hurt. Unfortunately, Megan couldn't say the same for her car. Three shattered windows, two flat tires, and bullet holes everywhere.

Megan was pissed.

So far, the sniper hadn't talked. If it hadn't been for the two hikers who had seen the man with a gun, Megan, Lacey, ad Todd would have all been at the M.E.'s office.

Dead.

Peter ran up to her. "Megan! You okay? They said Lacey and Todd were with you! Where are they?" Peter was frantic.

Megan ran her fingers through her reddish-brown hair and let out a dramatic sigh. "They're fine. Morris is taking their statements."

"Good. Now, do you have any idea of who it was that shot at you?" Peter was obviously still angry, like someone had just run over his dog.

"I already told Sam. It was probably the guy that I saw murdering someone this morning." She answered nonchalantly.

"Wait, did you say you saw someone murdering someone else this morning?"

"No, I said a saw a guy murdering himself at the Phillies game. Yes, that's what I said!" She sighed. "He killed one of the guys that worked at the rec center. John Prince or something."

"Price."

"Whatever. You're giving me a ride." Megan said, gesturing to her car, which looked like swiss cheese. She hopped into his car. This, obviously, wasn't a request.

"What about Todd and Lacey?"

"While you were asking stupid questions, I saw them leave in his car. Now, let's go to the office."

"No."

"Excuse me?"

Peter got into the driver's seat and looked at her. "You are going home."

"No, I'm not!"

"You ride in my car, you follow my rules. That, or you can ride with Bud and Sam." He smiled sweetly.

He is so irritating.

"Then I'm riding with Bud and Sam." She slammed the door as she got out, barely avoiding the bullet.

There was another sniper!

Dundundun! "Cliffhanger, hanging from a cliff…and that's why he's called Cliffhanger!"