Chapter 3: Nightmares, video games and roam alone…

The next day, Switch could hardly get out of bed and still had a headache along with a sore throat that could win prizes. She rolled over and went back to sleep, her subconscious mind bringing memories of Mark to the surface.

She dreamed that she and Mark held hands. His gorgeous black hair, wide eyes and muscled Rugby player body were emphasized somehow by his police uniform, and Switch's purple hair and green eyes were a stark contrast to her skintight cat suit. She could see herself wearing her favorite mask with silver dots framing it.

Everything looked so happy, until she saw the handcuffs chaining her hands together and the look of anger and hurt on Mark's face, souring his features as he shook his head at her. Roughly, he shoved her into a waiting police van, and as she yelled his name he smirked, flipped her off, and started snogging the face off some girl with black hair wearing a familiar Hollister hoodie and jeans… Then she passed Mark a joint and they smoked it together, and Gee's dark eyes silently laughed at her as she drove farther into the distance.

Switch woke with a yelp when the doorbell rang. She shuffled to the door grabbing a black woolen dressing gown and wrapping it around her, opened the door expecting it to be one of the Girls who had bunked off school to sympathize with her and play on the X-box or Playstation. When she opened the door she was then very alarmed to see dark eyes and high cheekbones, messy black hair, and a mischievous grin coming from behind a double box of pizza, a two-litter Dr. Pepper bottle and two Sly Cooper games.

"Mark? What the hell? How did you find this place? And since when, do coppers BUNK OFF SCHOOL?"

Mark laughed her off, saying, "Switch being a copper means when I bunk off, everyone asks me if I'm working on a case. And I have legs and eyes, I followed you when you took off and saw you take the fence. Not hard, really."

Switch raised an eyebrow, illness all but forgotten, and grabbed the pizza boxes from him with a wink. Half an hour later they were sitting in the games room laughing at Sly seducing the police woman, and after a couple of hours, he left.

Switch felt decidedly better and decided to go out on a roam, just out looking for trouble to find her. She tied her purple hair up in a bun and put on a wig with silver curls down to her waist, then put on iridescent gunmetal grey contacts. She wore her black skinny jeans and jumper, with low heeled combat boots, and put her mask in her pocket, just in case. She only wore her cat suit when she was on a job.

However, in that outfit, she wasn't Switch anymore. She was Silverlight, thief and killer with a resolve of steel to match her eyes. She fell into a quick jog, then used a handy ladder to get onto the rooftops, and stayed down low.

A lone officer on the beat caught her attention and she watched as he made a couple of left turns then took a right. Silverlight held her breath as the officer continued down Shore Street, then let it out in a groan as he went down Pattons Lane onto Cramhill Road.

She shook her head in wonder. As a police officer, he would know for a fact that Cramhill Road was where all the dealers, pimps, addicts, and whores went for work, and whose custom was frequented by petty criminals, kids making a street name for themselves, and the occasional higher level criminal like herself. In fact, now that she was here… Might as well ask Muse about Gee's situation, right? As the officer hung around Pattons Lane, unwilling to head onto the main stretch, Silverlight slipped down the building she was on and made a beeline for a well dressed young guy in his twenties, puffing a cigar.

"Yo, Muse! Give a girl some love, hmm?" Muse -or Benny Rogers as his mum called him- turned, laughed, and embraced her, keeping one arm outstretched and flicking his ash. Silverlight turned to him and said, "Straight up, hon- what's up with Gee? She missed her buy with you, and for that I do apologize, in fact," she said, slipping out two grand in cash, "a reimbursement." Muse grinned and bowed, handing the money to one of his assistants.

"No worries, doll. As for the info on Gee? Got none, some idiot called Nate paid money in the right places and got my goons called off. Jan's best, so I heard."

Shit. She would have to talk to Cassie about that. "Damn it, Muse, I don't know about her anymore… OH SHIT! Get your folks outta here now, copper on patrol!" Muse tipped an imaginary hat and then melted into the shadows, leaving Silverlight in the middle of the street watching the officer who had been around Pattons Lane make his way confidently down the street.

(A/N: Once again, whoop whoop chicken soup for my amazing Beta Rose31276 ! Mark is quite the little stalker, hmmm? And who COULD that policeman be? Reviews make Switch happy and Silverlight steal more stuff ^.^)