Me: ….

Angie: ….

Dr. Stiles: ….

Me: And once again I win! Straight!

Angie: Not this time!

Me and Dr. Stiles: (look at her)

Angie: Full House!

Dr. Stiles: Royal Flush…

Me and Angie: What?!

Dr. Stiles: (grins)

Me: (shivers) … ok, I'm getting cold… no more strip poker… I don't own Trauma Center because Atlus still does… cause if I did… ehehe…

Angie and Dr. Stiles: …

Angie: I personally don't want to know…

Me: (grins evilly)

Angie: (looks up) She doesn't own Phoenix Wright either…. Thank god…

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Trauma Center: Treacherous Meetings

Chapter 3: The Lawyer and the Medium

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"Sorry we still haven't turned anything up," Detective Gumshoe said sternly to Dr. Hoffman, "Those two employees you were talking about can go home… they don't have to stay in the Hospital anymore."

"Right… I just hope you get a lead soon," Hoffman sighed, "I don't want this to become… threatening to any of my staff…"

"Right sir…" Gumshoe collected a manila folder off of Hoffman's desk and walked out, closing the door behind him.

'Two weeks…' Hoffman thought bitterly, 'Two weeks and still no leads… I thought the police were better than this…' He rubbed the bridge of his aging director walked past his desk, he decided it was best to just follow the detective's plans for now. He summoned Derek and Angie to his office. Hoffman stared at the door, expecting them to walk in that very second later.

10 minutes passed…

Hoffman tapped his foot, growing slightly impatient.

20 minutes…

He contacted Sidney. "Sidney… where's Dr. Stiles and Angie?" he asked over the intercom.

The reply came in a minute or two: "I let them step out for a second. They wanted to take the baby to Sela's funeral." "Oh… well, when they get back, send them to my office… better yet… give them a call."

"Okay Director."

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"Angie… was this a good idea?" Derek asked. (Hey, he's outside of the hospital) It was sunny today albeit windy, but Derek and Angie stood before the casket of Sela Graham inside the small church. The light filtered into through tall, stain-glass windows, hitting the pews and altar almost hauntingly. Angie bounced the baby slightly as she gazed at Sela's face.

"She's so young…" Angie whispered. Derek looked at her, silent. He wasn't going to bring the question up, she wouldn't answer anyway.

"I believe she was just twenty-four," a young man said. They both turned around, facing a young man with piercing grey (black) eyes and was wearing a black suit and a red tie. His hair was black, slick back and awfully spiky. "Uh… Derek?" he asked, blinking.

Derek and Angie exchanged glances before Derek answered, "Do I know you from somewhere?"

"It's me! Phoenix! From High School!" the man said and smiled widely.

Derek blinked, "Phoenix? Phoenix Wright?" Phoenix nodded. Derek smiled broadly, "I remember!" Angie was completely out of the loop, looking instead at a young woman standing next to Phoenix, her black hair tied in a bun on her head and wearing purple spiritual robes. A yin shaped pendant hung on her neck.

"Derek? Who is your friend?" Phoenix finally asked and then thought before asking, "… did you get married?"

"No! Nononononono!" Derek shook his head quickly, red from embarrassment, "I-I became a surgeon after High School. This is my nurse, Angela Thompson." Angie held out her hand, balancing the baby on her other arm.

"Please to meet you," she said as they shook hands. Phoenix nodded, "Please to meet you as well."

"So… who's this with you as well?" Derek asked, finally noticing the other woman present.

Phoenix moved aside, "Oh… she's being awfully quiet. This is Maya Fey. She helps me with my cases."

"You're a detective?" Angie asked.

Phoenix shook his head, "Nope! I'm a lawyer!" Angie stared for a while and muttered something under her breath before walking off. Maya laughed under her breath. "What did she say?" Phoenix questioned, looking at his assistant. Maya just stuck her tongue out at Phoenix and followed Angie.

"Man…" Derek sighed, scratching his head.

"What? Does you nurse have something on you?" Phoenix looked confused.

Derek chuckled, "That would be nice but no… she's gonna load me down with work instead."

Phoenix laughed once more, "Ahaha! Good luck! What are you doing at this funeral anyway?"

"I could ask you the same question…"

Phoenix nodded, "Right… well, the case was a murder and Maya wanted to investigate herself… and yourself?"

Derek looked over his shoulder at Angie. "…Angie… wanted the baby to see her mom once more before… six feet under and such."

"So… you found the baby…. Hm…" Phoenix tapped his chin, looking around. "Let's continue this discussion elsewhere… someone in this room might be the murderer." Derek shifted on his feet slightly but then nodded. The two High School friends walked away with Phoenix asking, "How's Tyler by the way?"

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Angie cooed at the baby who started to fuss slightly. "It's okay… shh…" she whispered.

Maya walked over to Angie, "So… you're the caretakers for Julianna?"

"Julianna?" Angie looked quizzically at Maya.

Maya smiled, "That's Sela's daughter's name. She told me… I can't seem to contact her right now though…"

"…Fey… now I remember. You're the family of mediums," Angie said slowly and Maya nodded.

"I forced Nick to come along so I could try contacting Sela again," Maya explained, her smiled turning into a frown, "except I can't find her spirit here…" Maya cast an eye on Julianna. "Babies sometimes sense things we can't…" Maya said.

Angie nodded, "I remember reading about that… probably explains why she almost started crying earlier."

Both looked at Sela Graham once more, the priest walking over. "I'm sorry…" he said, eyes hidden behind thick grey eyebrows, "it's time to move to the cemetery… If you don't mind?" The two stepped aside so the priest and pallbearers could close and lift the casket, taking towards the hearse.

"Are you more acquaintances of dear Sela?" Maya and Angie spun around, startled. A man with long brown hair, drawn back in a ponytail and hazel eyes looked at them. He wore a black suit as well, minus a bright red tie.

"Well… I wouldn't say…" Maya started but the man waved a hand.

"I don't mind…" he sighed, "…I wish it wasn't her funeral you were coming to though… sorry, where are my manners? I'm James Miller, Sela's fiancée."

Maya and Angie hesitantly shook hands with James, exchanging looks out of the corners of their eyes. "I would've greeted you sooner but I had to make sure everything was in order at the cemetery…" he trailed.

Maya looked nervous, "I see…"

"…my, was it right to bring your child to a funeral?" he asked.

Angie sighed, "I just thought…" She stopped, Maya signaling from behind James to stop talking, pointing over towards Derek and Phoenix. "…never mind," she continued, "I have to go…"

Both moved quickly but calmly over to the two men, shivering as they felt James staring at them still. "I got a phone call from Sidney…" Derek said, "… the police left the hospital and said we can go home…"

"You guys under hospital arrest? Ouch!" Phoenix chuckled. Angie tapped her foot, "It was for safety measures…"

Maya elbowed Phoenix in the stomach, "Take this seriously Nick…"

"Ow! Okay! Okay!" he yelped.

Angie turned red.

"Something wrong Angie?" Derek whispered while Maya thoroughly chewed Phoenix out.

"Julianna's hungry…"

"Who?" "The baby, Julianna. She's hungry…"

"Oh… OH!" Derek turned crimson in the face, "Go and feed her then… I'll take you home afterwords…" Angie nodded and walked away.

"How did this become on Larry?!"

"I don't know!"

"Someone ring?" Larry Butz called, but was turned away with a sharp cry of "Not now!" from Phoenix and Maya.

"Guys! Stop yelling!" Derek hissed. Both turned and looked at the doctor with a glare but Derek didn't falter, "Remember… anyone here can be a suspect!" The two quieted down, still angry but none the less, more aware of the staring, one in particular, a pair of almost red eyes.

Angie had to walk around that same man as she returned, exchanging glances as she muttered a quick, "Excuse me…"

"Ready to go home?" Derek asked, earning a swift nod.

Derek and Angie exchanged goodbyes with Phoenix and Maya before exiting the church, heading away from the slow funeral procession. "I'm not so sure about being able to go home…" Angie said as they moved farther into the neighborhood. Derek stopped and looked at Angie, but not really seeming to focus.

"Well…" he started, "If… something happens… you can go to Caduceus… or call me."

She stopped a few paces as Derek became quiet. Angie turned, noticing his solemn expression with unwavering eyes. She walked over slowly, resting her head on his chest when she was close enough.

"… If something does… I'll consider it, but I'm not going without a fight…" she whispered.

His eyes widened slightly but then he smiled softly, "Okay… I trust you."

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Me: …

Dr. Stiles: What's wrong with you?

Me: GAH! I'm getting farther ahead on this! I'm supposed to be drawing! Look reviewers! You can't threaten me with '5 day' warnings! You try drawing a decent comic in a day!

Angie: Calm down.

Me: (takes a deep breath) Okay… If anyone isn't to sure about Phoenix Wright in this…

don't worry! By 2018, he's also 26! Haha! Coincidence! I didn't even check when the

Phoenix Wright series took place but the third game is during 2018~!

Phoenix: Wow… that was a lucky swing!

Me: By the way, if you wanted to know what Angie muttered when Phoenix said that he was a lawyer… well… look at it this way… Phoenix doesn't seem like a serious lawyer and Derek doesn't seem like a serious surgeon but sure enough….

Dr. Stiles and Phoenix: HEY!

Me: Ehehe! It's true! And if any of them seem OOC…. I'm sorry! REALLY sorry! (bows)

REIVEW!