Sorry it's taken me so long to get this second chapter done, hope you enjoy it!

Apollo opened the door to the Wright Anything Agency with his head in a daze. What exactly had he wanted to talk to Mr. Wright about? There was something, he was sure of it. But what? And why had he been so… annoyed when Trucy had turned up? She had just as much right as he did to visit, if not more so.

He sat down with a sigh and began to collect his papers together. He had an hour but it didn't feel like it somehow… somehow he felt rushed. Maybe it was just the vitality of the trial that was bothering him… he didn't know. But whatever it was, it was bugging him and it was bugging him bad. He shook himself, irritated, and stood up again. Who cared if he had an hour – he could wander around for a while. He needed space to think and in some way or other this place was crowding his thoughts.

I hope I can – I'd better be able to sort myself out in time to defend Mr. Wright properly in court, he thought desperately. If I don't… I don't know what's gonna happen to him. And I can't stand that thought.

When Apollo arrived at Court he was still three quarters of an hour early, despite not having walked very fast. He sat down on a low wall across the street, put his head in his hands, and began to sort out his thoughts. He was here to prove Mr. Wright innocent – yet again; that was more important than anything else that he might be thinking about: he had to focus his mind. He had to concentrate.

Calm, Apollo, calm, he told himself. I don't know what's wrong with me but I can't let it affect me. Calm. Concentrate. Focus. Think.

He looked up and saw a woman he didn't know giving him a funny look and hurrying her children on. Oops… had he been speaking aloud to himself? Flustered, he got up and walked a little way down the road before settling on a different place to sit. This wasn't helping, was it? He took a deep breath, in, out.

Calm, Apollo, calm.

By the time Apollo had calmed himself down, sorted himself out and gone inside, Phoenix was already sat in the defendant lobby. He looked up as Apollo walked in and smiled slightly.

"There you are," he acknowledged. "I was beginning to wonder. Court is practically about to start you know…"

"I know! I – my brain was confused," he replied sheepishly.

"Your brain… was confused." Phoenix arched one eyebrow and laughed a little.

"Yes," Apollo stated indignantly, feeling like a complete idiot. Phoenix smirked at the embarrassed expression on his face; it made him look so cute and –

Wait… what?!

Cute? Where did that come from? Phoenix blinked twice and shook his head in dismay. He hadn't meant that, had he? No, he was just nervous. For once he had no idea how he was going to get through this trial… He sighed and wiped his brow. Sweat. Yep, he was nervous.

"So… what were you going to tell me earlier?" Apollo interrupted his thoughts.

"Huh? Oh yeah… Just that Mrs. Coupe always refers to Amadi as big, but to Kennedi as little and even baby. But Kennedi was the older child by over a year."

"Yeah… I thought there was something strange in the way she was talking. But I didn't notice that in particular…" He seemed to be mulling something over in his mind for a moment before saying, "It's weird. I can't perceive her lying, and yet her story and your story conflict in every way…"

"I know what you mean. It's like – it's like she doesn't have any habits or telltale signs. I swear, I've never seen her stand the same way or make the same gesture twice!"

"This trial is gonna be hard… real hard," muttered Apollo.

"Yeah. Think you can do it?" his mentor grinned playfully.

"W-what? I mean – yes, of course!"

"Good. Now, where's Trucy?"

"Trucy? I… wasn't she with you?"

"She left soon after you. She said she was going home and would walk here with you."

"Oh… I left pretty much as soon as I got back. I… I needed some space to clear out my thoughts. A bit of fresh air, y'know? So I wasn't there when she got back."

"… Ah…" Phoenix paused. "But surely she would have made her own way here, so where is she?" Apollo bit his lip.

"I don't know," he admitted. "Are you – worried?"

"Not particularly. After all, she can take care of herself!" Phoenix sounded more light-hearted than he felt. To tell the truth he was just a little worried; what reason could there be for her to not be here? Just as he was thinking this, the brown-haired girl swept casually in and smiled.

"Hello Daddy. Hello Polly."

"Hey, Trucy! We were just wondering where you were," 'Daddy' greeted her. She blinked innocently.

"Well I went home, and there was no-one there, so I went to Polly's flat in case he had gone there, and there was no-one there, so then I came here. It takes a long time to walk all that way round you know." Phoenix sighed and shook his head, but his expression was not unhappy.

"Well, you're here now, and just in time. The courtroom awaits!"