Chapter two.

I pulled into the garage and gathered all the shopping bags, too lazy to come down a second time to gather the rest of the bags so I took all of them up with me. Walking into my apartment regretting being so lazy, I put the groceries on the kitchen bench and finally my sore hands received a much needed break. It was still light outside so I opened the curtains and looked out at the Melbourne central business district. As busy as this area was, it was fun to live in. I put away all the groceries and changed into some comfortable track pants and sat my butt on the couch to watch some television. While catching up on my afternoon soap operas that I had missed during my absence I got out my laptop that was in the cabinet under the television and checked my emails. Bella, Alice, Rosalie, Alice, Bella, Emmett, Bella, Edward, Alice, Jasper, James, Jacob, Angela, Emmett, Rosalie, James, Angela, Bella, Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper, get the most out of windows live, penis enlargement, McAfee internet safety, breast enlargement, Emmett, Bella, Alice, Angela, Bella Alice... So many emails from the same people, over and over again. There were roughly 57 emails and I read all of them. I was finishing reading the last one when there was a knock on my door. I put the laptop away and unlocked the door where I was greeted with the biggest bear hug ever.

"SIBEL!" Jacob boomed. "Where ya' been?"

"Jacob...Can't breathe." I told him. He finally released where I could catch my breath. We walked into the lounge room and I went to make two coffees and a cup of tea for us all. Since the kitchen and lounge room were basically connected we were able to continue our conversation.

"I was in Fiji." I answered.

"Woah, aren't you lucky, I wish I could go there, but you know, hormonal pregnant ladies aren't allowed on planes anymore." We both laughed while I wiped the water I had spilt. Angela was sitting there glaring at the both of us.

"It's not very wise to piss of a hormonal pregnant woman either smart-asses."

"Oh, I'm just joking you pregnant goddess." He cooed at her.

"Hey, that's what I called her today." I told him while putting down the tray of hot drinks. We hi-fived each other and we all started laughing.

This is what I missed while being away. Our stupid little jokes and chats. How we felt like a family.

"Where's my cat?" I asked them. The whole purpose was to bring my cat back and I completely forgot. Angela reached over the side of the couch and reached for a cat carrier that belonged to me.

"Here she is!" She said while opening the door. Poncho my odd-eyed Turkish Van leaped out and quickly landed on my lap, purring extremely loudly.

"Poncho!" I exclaimed. I started hugging her, patting her and laying kisses all over her. I had gotten her last year for my twenty-third birthday by Bella and Edward. She always knew I wanted one but I could never find a breeder. I'm ashamed that I had left her all alone but so very glad to see her again. She quickly found a comfortable spot on my lap and fell asleep, purring. Hours past and it was soon eleven o'clock.

"Wow, it's late, we should be heading out, will I be seeing you at work tomorrow Sibs?" Jacob asked, using my childhood nickname. I contemplated on staying home for a few days but what for? I should get back into life as soon as I can.

"Yes, actually you will, but if they force me to wear that hideous uniform I swear I will quit and work at seven-eleven." I answered. Jacob and Angela were both ecstatic about my answer and gathered me into a hug. After they left, I had a quick shower and got into bed. Poncho jumped up and lay down next to me and we both fell asleep. Once again I fell asleep to a nightmare.

I woke up to my alarm blaring, the sound piercing through my ears, something I haven't been used to in over six months. I got up, brushed my teeth, washed my face and made myself some cereal. I tried eating but I couldn't, I was terrified of going back into work. Knowing that I would receive stare after stare, people talking behind my back question where I went and why I was back. Poncho, sensing my distress began rubbing up against my legs. That was all I needed to encourage me. I washed out my bowl and went to get changed. I walked into my walk in wardrobe and saw my police uniform in the corner, as if, I thought. I opted for a pair of skinny leg jeans which I knew I could move freely in and a simple deep purple v-necked blouse. I grabbed my trench coat and handbag on the way out and threw on some black ballet flats. I was walking towards the elevator when I remember I had forgotten my glasses. I quickly ran back and got my glasses thanking God, Allah, Buhdda and whoever else that I was a speed freak and knew where all the speeding cameras and police where.

I got to work in record time, this was the first time I had ever been ten minutes early for work. I parked in my usual spot. My spot was pretty awesome as it had a sign saying reserved parking for Mr's Sibel Yilmaz but I also decorated it with hearts, spirals, stars, dots and any other symbol and purple. Lots and lots of purple. There were a few constables walking past that noticed I was actually at work. They looked shocked so I smiled and waved at them. They mimicked my actions but looked slightly unsure of themselves which made me laugh. I gathered my things and got out of the car, I walked towards the front doors, psyching myself up. Trying to persuade myself that everything will be okay, Yeah bullshit, the logical side of myself said. I took a deep breath and pushed open the doors. I got glances and full on stares from my co-workers, so I put on a brave face and went up to the reception to sign in. The receptionist was Lauren Mallory, resident bitch of this office. As much as I loved our little bitch fights, I definitely wasn't in the mood for one today.

"Oh finally to see you back Sibel..." Lauren started but I cut in.

"Look Lauren, as much as I would love to stand here all day and have our daily bitch fight, I'm not in the mood, and I probably won't be in the mood for a very long time, so until then you better shut that pretty little mouth of yours and go on with your day." I smiled at her and walked off towards the Chiefs office.

Thankfully the Chief was Charlie Swan, Bella's father. He is a great man and knows the basics of what happened; well actually a lot of people know the basics of what happened, just not the entire story. Charlie had a suspicion that I was going to leave but never mentioned it to anyone luckily. I walked into my office and put my things on my desk noticing that everything was still in its original place. I calmed myself down a bit and then walked down the hallway towards the Chiefs office. I knocked three times with the back of my hand which is how everyone knew it was me. I guess you could call it my signature knock. I slowly opened the door and there was Charlie making his way towards me with his arms wide opened. I quickly shut the door and was enveloped in a hug.

"Sibel, it's been so long since I last saw you. I'm glad your back and I know everyone else will be just as happy as I am." He beamed.

"Thanks chief. Thanks for not saying anything to them and thanks for keeping my office in the same way as when I left." I smiled back, genuinely happy.

"How've you been?" He asked ushering me into a seat in front of his desk.

"For a while not very good actually, it was horrible." I said, my voice cracking at the end. Just remembering the traumatic things that occurred in the past twelve months brought tears to my eyes.

"If you don't want to tell me that's fine, I'm not going to push you sweetheart." He said placing his hands over mine which were resting on the desk. I had only swiped on some waterproof mascara today knowing it would be full of tears, and I was right, first twenty minutes of the day and I was already crying.

"I want to tell you, I want to tell everyone but, even thinking about it still hurts. I'm ashamed that I ran away when it happened, I had so many responsibilities and I abandoned them all. I should have stayed, maybe that could have helped. I should have told them all what happened, but I didn't, the only person that knows in detail what happened is Bella and that's only because she found me. But even she doesn't know the full story. The thing is, is I don't know when I'm going to be ready to tell anyone, what if I'm never ready, what if I'm already to fucked up and I end up pushing everyone away..." I couldn't continue as the tears I tried so hard to keep in ended up flowing over and spilling down my cheeks.

"Sibel, it's going to be very hard to get rid of that bunch of friends, I doubt you could ever push them away. You're all like family, your own little family that would do anything for you just to see you smile. They've been going crazy since you left. They don't know if you're okay or where you are. You really should go see them."

I smiled, "Yeah, you're right. I'll see them at lunch; I know they'll all be sitting together in the cafeteria. I'm glad that the police station is also connected to the children's protection agency and emergency services, it's so...resourceful I guess is a way you can put it." I walked around the table and gave Charlie another hug and received some files on cases that were currently open.

Once back into the comfort of my office I flipped through the files. Some were simple cases, failing to appear at court, failing to pay fines, and some were pretty intense. The larger cases were what caught my attention, I'll gladly complete the simple cases, but only when the larger more important cases are put to rest.

I opened up the first file, reading quickly. Two young women, both the same age, both brown hair and brown eyes who were both prostitutes had been murder. There were some partial fingerprints left at one scene and a footprint at the other scene, there was one suspect. He had been caught on a surveillance camera where the young woman had worked. He admits to having sexual relations with these two women but denies murdering them. There was no indication that he did have relations with them, but there were no cuts or grazes on his body or skin under the two females nails to show any sign of a struggle. The only evidence they have is the video footage which isn't enough to charge him with murder.

I logged onto the computer and typed Tyler Crowley into the state database. He came up instantly with a file photo, basic information and some background information. His mother worked as a prostitute and his father was basically her pimp. At some point his father brutally murdered his mother right in front of Tyler at the age of nine. He was put in a foster home and was soon attending therapy and was declared a-okay, but two years later he killed the family dog and was put through some more therapy. Once again he was found stable. He finished school, went to university and here we are today. He was a loner during both high school and university, didn't have a job. He had a girlfriend, Jessica Stanely, for a short period of time. She could be very helpful and could provide us with some useful information.

I made my way to the Chiefs office, knocking three times and walking straight in. I closed the door behind me not noticing who was sitting on the chair speaking to the chief.

"Hey Chief, I was just wondering if anyone interview Jessica Stanely from the Crowley case?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Oh, shit." I said, looking James straight in the eyes.

Yay, chapter two. Review let me know how I went please (:

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