Hey guys! I just finished chapter three and I'm working on chapter 4 now so once thats done I'll upload the third chapter :) I think this is my favorite chapter so far (out of 1-3) so I hope you guys enjoy it! The next update will be soon, I promise! I'm trying to update as often as I can! Let me know what you guys think! I love reviews!

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Chapter 2

He had asked him out. Lowell asked Merlin out. He knew it probably wasn't appropriate to go out for coffee with a possible suspect but, he was only doing this to get information on Marissa's murder. Yes, only to get information. That was definitely the only reason he'd ever go out to coffee with the mysterious lurking boy in the leather jacket.

They had agreed to meet at the coffee shop early the next morning and Merlin found himself laying in bed waiting for sunrise. Sleep wouldn't come and he didn't want it to. He wanted to- well he wanted to get more information that would help him solve this case.

At some point during the time where Merlin was staring at the ceiling, he had fallen asleep.

The next morning Merlin awoke with a strange tingle in his stomach. He was just nervous about interviewing a suspect without notifying the station. What else was there for him to be nervous about?

He arrived at the coffee shop after the time it took him to decide whether he should dress up or down; he decided on dressing in his normal detective attire. He was meeting with Lowell to get information for his current case.

The bells jingled as Merlin stepped through the door and he immediately found Lowell sitting in a booth at the back of the shop, blowing bubbles into his milkshake.

Merlin sat down across from the boy and once again his eyes met with Lowell's seafoam blue ones.

"You've been busy." Merlin said looking down at the smiley face on the waffles that were placed in front of Lowell.

"I've been bored." Lowell tilted his head slightly to the right and glared at Merlin.

"So, Marissa was your co-worker?" Merlin watched as Lowell cut off a piece of his waffle and popped it into his mouth.

"Indeed," Lowell said after he swallowed, "I didn't know her very well but she seemed like a nice person. She used to come into the gas station store all the time." Lowell waved his fork around as he spoke.

"I thought you said she was your co-worker?"

"I have more than one job detective-I never did catch your name."

"That's not important, I'm the one asking the questions here."

"That wasn't a question, merely an observation." He pointed his fork in Merlin's direction.

"Detective Merlin Emrys. Now, where do you work that she was your co-worker?" Lowell's lips turned into a slanted grin.

"Detective Merlin Emrys can I ask you a question?"

"You just did. Now answer mine."

"At a restaurant, The Dragons Egg"

"When was the last time you saw her?"

"Last night, we covered the night shift. Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Excuse me?"

"It was only a question, you've been asking me so many isn't it my turn"

"I'm questioning you about the murder of someone you knew and you think this is a good time to ask me about my love life?"

"Would a better time be tomorrow night?" Lowell still had a slanted grin on his face as he stared at Merlin.

A waitress came to the booth where they sat and placed a chocolate milkshake in front of Lowell. "Here you go, sir."

"Thank you love." Merlin could've sworn he saw Lowell wink at the strawberry blonde waitress.

"Can I get you anything sir?" her attention was directed towards Merlin now.

"No, actually I was just leaving." Merlin slapped a ten dollar tip on the table and exited without looking back.

"He told me a few things but nothing that important. At least we know her name now." Merlin had told Gwaine everything that happened with Lowell- well, not everything. He had decided to leave out some of the snarky comments and intense stares.

"Lowell Casey huh, I wonder why he's been at all your cases. Did you ask?"

"I didn't get to that, I was focused on the case."

"I'll do some more digging around and see what I can find out about the guy." Gwaine turned around and began his research and Merlin returned to his desk.

He started by searching for records of Marissa Fell at the restaurant and found her almost immediately but he somehow ended up searching for records of Lowell Casey and he couldn't find anyone with that name.

He then searched for records of him at the gas station where he was, in fact, listed as Lowell Casey. Weird.

Merlin grabbed his jacket back off the coat rack and bounded out the door as he stuck his arms through the sleeves.

The Dragons Egg turned out to be a small bar. Merlin tried not to make eye contact with the large, tattooed men that were scattered throughout the establishment. He asked one of the bartenders for the manager and she nodded, walking into the backroom and returning with a large bearded man sporting a beer belly.

"Detective Merlin Emrys," Merlin held up his ID and the man seemed like he couldn't care less so he slipped it back into the pocket inside his jacket. "Does a man named Lowell Casey work here?"

"Not that I know of."

"Do you have a list of your employees?"

"I'll go check the back room." The man returned to the back and Merlin walked around the bar while he waited. He came across a wall in the far side of the bar with a few framed photos. He scanned through all of the pictures and came across one man with a huge grin on his face that looked exactly like Lowell Casey, the only difference was that his hair was blonde and according to the plaque beneath it, his name was Gregory Mellet and he had been named employee of the month in May of 2013.

Merlin found himself not able to sleep once again. Why hadn't he gotten Lowell/Gregory's number? What if he couldn't get a hold of him to question him again? Why had he used multiple names? What was his real name?

Merlin could feel the overflowing amount of questions pounding against his head. He needed answers. And regretfully, he knew the easiest way to get those answers.