Present time. A young woman, brunette, about age 25, decisively walks up the steps to the doors of a certain building. Nevertheless, she hesitates. Bracing herself against the harsh winter wind, she scans the sign over and over again, as if to make sure she is at the right adress, despite the prominence of the place.
Eventually, she enters.
Not knowing who to turn to, she ends up blindly grabbing the arm of the nearest person passing her and asks "Ex.. Excuse me? Are you the ones who investigate old murder cases?"
"That would be us." Senior Detective Lilly Rush steps up across the room, catching the younger woman's attention. She lets go of the unknown man she asked, ignoring the funny look and shake of the head he gives her, and walks up to the blonde.
"Oh, ah.. that's great. My name is Joselyn Parsons and I was hoping to be able to talk to you because you see, I have information on a case that was ten years ago and I- "
"Why don't we sit down first, alright?" Rush cuts her off and motions towards her desk. The brunette follows her with crossed arms, visibly uncomfortable with the whole situation, and sits down on the chair across from the other's desk.
However, the woman now known as Joselyn only keeps her eyes fixed on her hands as they play with a loose thread on her coat, and a silence spreads between the two.
"New information, you say?" Rush tries to start the conversation.
"Y-Yes... Ten years ago, a boy fell from a bridge not far from where I lived. He was about my age... His name was Ken Ichijouji." With that, she hands the detective a picture of the victim. Normal paper, printed, indicating it is not a photograph she used to own herself.
"Ken Ichijouji... I'm sorry, I've never heard of his case." the blonde frowns at the picture in thought.
Joselyn gives her a sad smile and lowers her gaze again "Yeah, I don't think you would have... It was never even investigated, deemed a suicide almost instantly. It appears he had self-inflicted wounds..."
"So?"
"I was there, that night. I was on my way to a party when I looked up and saw his silhouette on the bridge. Saw him fall. When I watched the news a few days later, I wanted to report what I'd seen so badly, but... You see, I had been grounded when it happened, and on my way to a party... it's so silly, I know that now, but I was only fifteen and didn't want my parents to find out. And I forced myself to forget about it. But two days ago, I walked under the same bridge again, and remembered. This is why I am here now, ten years later..." Joselyn stares into the distance.
"..This is great and all, but why do you think it was murder?"
Green eyes snap back to look at Rush.
"Because he was not alone."
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"So there was another person with him on the bridge?" Senior Detective Scotty Valens asks, walking beside his partner.
"Yes. According to Joselyn Parsons, it looked like they were fighting." Rush turns to face him along with the rest of the team, coming to a halt at their desk where she spreads out the collected files connected to their new old case.
Lieutenant John Stillman asks "Would she be able to recognize the other in a lineup?"
"No, it was night and she only saw their silhouettes against the light of the street-lamps..."
"But how do we know if it was murder at all?" Senior Detective Nick Vera chips in, "The unknown other person might as well have been a random passerby who tried to keep the boy from killing himself."
The blonde detective looks up at him, tilting her head "Maybe. But it's still worth looking into, isn't it?"
[The series' intro - /watch?v=Bb8yA9xRdag ]
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Author's Note: As you can see, I really tried to build the story up like an episode of Cold Case ^^