Viper.

Note: Sorry this took so long to write :( I had major writers block and then I had a cold :( really not good :( still I hope you liked this one! :D

Viper, the latest problem to hit the streets of Gotham and Edward was now carrying a sample of the toxic liquid through the GCPD back to the forensic lab.

If he got infected he was tempted to sue the GCPD, but he'd probably be dead before it would reach court.

"Oh what's that?"

Edward yelped and juggled with the glass full of viper in his hands, before letting it fly over his head before being caught, quite well, by Mist who was smirking and obviously she had been the one to make him jump.

"It's… viper, the toxin that's hit the streets, it's totally new, no one has ever seen anything like this. It's really quite fascinating, but dangerous."

"Edward exactly how dangerous is this stuff?" asked Mist as she examined the bottle containing the green liquid.

Edward winced and quickly took it from her hands. "Please don't frighten me like that. I told you before, I can't trust you are your hands."

Mist smirked. "I thought we agreed to never mention that."

Edward blushed and tried to set himself right. "I.. I never implied.. that is of course…"

Mist smirked before she fell into laughter. "Ed I'm messing with you. You know how I can be."

Edward sighed and rubbed his head before sitting back in his seat, examining 'viper' in it's glass container before looking back at Mist.

"So… why are you not out on the case?"

"Hmm?"

"The case," Edward said gesturing to the bottle. "Why are you not helping the Detectives with it?"

"Apparently I'm not to touch any other cases other then the 'Sphinx' one. Well, that's what Bullock said any way," Mist slumped in her seat. "Any way, about that, got anywhere with the paint?"

Edward shrugged. "It's nothing special, not like viper, but the paint is gold in colouring, but the weapon I have no idea what it is, usually I can put down what it was but this…" he picked up the photo of the cut on the body. "I have no idea, but this is so exciting! Something brand new. The lack of evidence is also intriguing, how someone could commit such a bloody murder and leave… nothing," he shook his head with a big grin on his face. "Fascinating really."

Mist stood watching him before slowly getting to her feet. "I don't know if I should be concerned or disgusted by your enthusiasum, maybe even amused."

Edward frowned. "I am fine."

"Oh I never said you weren't fine," Mist said clicking her pen, a habit she got into to keep herself calm.

"No," Edward pointed his pen in her face. "But you implied it," he finished smirking.

Mist narrowed her eyes at the pen. "Get that out of my face."

"It's not in your face, it's in my hand."

"Get what's in your hand, out of my face."

"I hate to brake up the romance that's going on here but we need to catch Sphinx."

Mist and Edward glanced over at Bullock, Edward with a huge blush on his face and Mist looked more annoyed.

"No… we we weren't, I mean, that's not…" Edward bumbled.

"So you caught the guy who was distributing Viper?" Mist asked. If Bullock thought she was going to bite, he had another thing coming.

Bullock folded his arms as Jim came to join them. "Sorta," he said nodding to the fresh body cart being pulled past.

Mist shook her head. "Really? If you keep killing the suspect Bullock, you're going to get a bad name."

"Listen FBI I don't need you telling me how to do my job, I can do it perfectly."

"Oh yes because killing the suspect is a great way to work this job."

Bullock glared at her but Jim intervened. "Nygma, you got anything about Sphinx?"

Edward blinked before pulling out his leather book. "The cut was 22 cm long, it cut through the jugular and the main archeries in the neck, effectively the victim died of blood loss. It was very quick," he paused and fiddled with his pen. "The paint we found was obviously left from the murder weapon, so the killer obviously painted it gold and it has a metallic resin mixed with the colour, but the paint you could get from any hard ware store, nothing special about it. The cut however was very interesting," he smirked widely fiddling with the pen again while looking over the book at the Detectives and Mist.

"So tell us genius, what's so interesting about a damn cut?" snapped Bullock.

"The cut was curved."

"What?"

"The cut, it was curved, like the blade it's self was curved."

"Do you know of any weapons that could make a cut like that?" questioned Jim.

Edward shook his head. "None that are regular use for crooks or any one who wields a blade."

"Well, the person we're looking for isn't exactly normal either is she? She's an assassin."

"Any thing on the victim?"

Mist shook her head. "Worked for the mob, that's all."

"Though it looked like he'd received a beating only days before his death," Edward finished.

"What was his name?"

"Only got a first," Mist sighed. "His name's Lazlo. Works at a bar that's connected to the mob."

"How's it connected?" asked Gordon.

Mist smiled. "Well the bar is owned by one of the biggest mob bosses there is around, not Falcone but… ah what's her name?"

"Her? Ya' talking about Fish?" asked Bullock.

"Hmm… it seems Lazlo might of upset the wrong person."

"Let's go and talk to Mooney," Gordon said as he walked off with Bullock following.

Mist turned back to Edward who was examining the photos of the crime scene.

"You okay Ed?"

"I… I think of seen something like this before."

"Really?"

Edward looked up at Mist and studied her. He was never very good with people, but he could tell something was up with her. The fact that Mist was clumsy all of a sudden was strange, she'd never been like that, in all the years he'd known her, she'd never been clumsy.

"Aren't you going with them?" he questioned.

Mist raised an eyebrow. "I get the feeling Bullock doesn't want me around, I seem to be bringing down the mood. My question though Eddie, answer my question."

"There was a murder… a few years back it was my first murder case, my first time out of the field, I was nervous, simply because I never experienced a murder before and if I got something wrong…" he trailed off before sighing. "The victim was killed in the exact same way, the cut wasn't so clean though."

"What do you mean?" asked Mist.

"The cut," Edward gestured to his neck. "There was more then one cut, it was like… the killer had tried to get it perfect, but missed and only cut a few of the adheres, wouldn't be as quick, less accurate, more blood, more evidence but the cuts where curved, exactly like this one."

"You think it was Sphinx," Mist said smirking.

"I think it's an odd coincidence that both victims were killed in similar ways, I mean what if, what if it was Sphinx when she first started out as an assassin? She wouldn't be as trained would she?"

Mist nodded. "First kill… where was the victim found?"

"Middle of nowhere, there was nobody, which is why I never saw the connection before… I just assumed that.."

"It was just another death. This kill though was done in an alley that's well used."

"Has many people come down it everyday."

"Yet no one saw anything," Mist sat down and tapped her chin. "It makes sense though, that the crimes are connected."

"It does?"

"Psychology based, killers get more confident. If the murder you investigated was her first kill then no wonder it was messy and away from everyone, she didn't know if it would go right."

"So she killed him away from everyone else so that if she did make a mistake-."

"He'd still have no chance to get away."

Edward bit his lip and looked to the floor. "We need that case file don't we?"

"Yes we do," muttered Mist as she pulled her phone out and began to walk away. "You grab the file, I'll call Bullock and Gordon let them know what we've figured out."

Edward nodded and was about to tell her to watch her step, since there was a pile of folders in the way but Mist nimbly dodged them and carried on walking while finding the number for Gordon and Bullock.

Edward blinked. How could she be so clumsy sometimes and then not clumsy at all?

The only logical explanation was, she was acting but… why?

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