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Calls and questions

Caught in the Eye Of The Storm
did the heaven just open and fall
We are caught in the eye of the storm
all that's left are just bodies to mourn

'Eye of the storm' by Bullet for my Valentine

Feliks paced the morgue in his knee high boots patiently waiting for Alfred and Gilbert to turn up. Gilbert opened the door and frowned at the body on the table. He was closely followed Alfred who seemed really uneasy about being in the morgue. "Like finally!" Said Feliks. "I've like been waiting for you two to show up for like forever!"

"Well we're here now." Said Gilbert as he snapped on some gloves. "What do you have to show us?"

"And make it quick!" Said Alfred. "Because I have other stuff related to this investigation to do..."

Feliks rolled his eyes. "Right... Anyway if you would like look at his eyes." He pointed to the guy's scratched up eyes. "I thought that the scratches were done post-mortem but when I like looked at them a little later I noticed that some of them weren't. Exhibit A."

Feliks held up the plastic bag containing the purple contact lens. "I'm like thinking this guy wasn't used to contacts that's where some of the scratches come from. The others could be from when the guy died. He could have like closed his eyes but the killer could have touched his eye lids causing the scratch marks."

"I'll try and look into that." Said Alfred.

Feliks nodded. "Okay and now time for the most dramatic thing I like found! Exhibit B." He held up the bag containing the bit of metal. "I've like concluded that this is totally part of a razor blade."

"What?" Asked Gilbert. "There wasn't any stab wounds."

"None on the outside." Said Feliks. He began to move the intestine away. "I like found that were his rectum used to be."

"What do you mean used to be?" Asked a slightly worried Alfred.

"May I like present Exhibit C." Said Feliks pulled back the last of the intestines to show them what he had found.

Alfred's jaw dropped. "Holy shit."

Gilbert's eyes widened. "Fuck!"

Feliks nodded. "I know right?" the rectum was completely ripped to shreds. Torn apart. Looked like someone had put in in a blender. It was gone. The rectum was no more. Feliks lets go of the guts and let them fall back into place. "Like in my own medical opinion this guy was fucked with a broken beer bottle and a razor blade."

"That's nasty." Said Alfred. "... but that might explain the blue gel at the crime scene..."

Gilbert quirked an eyebrow. "Lube? I guess it's possible... but was the guys ass cut up? And did the rape happen post-mortem?"

Feliks shrugged. "Like I checked but his sphincter seemed fine... well a little torn but not cut up like his insides... and I'm sorry to say but he was alive when this happened."

Alfred cringed. "Like that's just sick. But at least we aren't dealing with someone into necrophilia. That's just sick."

Gilbert nodded. "Well if that's all Feliks."

"I got the tox reports back!" He chirped. "Negative on drugs and poison. There was some water in his lungs but blunt force trauma was the killer. I recon you guys should be looking for something curved and heavy... like a pipe or something similar."

"Okay." Said Alfred. He was slowly backing towards the door. "Well we have to get going now..." He turned and ran out the door as fast as he could.

Feliks rolled his eyes. "Is he like still freaked out about bodies?"

"Yep." Said Gilbert. "He says it's unnatural."

Feliks quirked an eyebrow. "But being dead is natural."

"That's what I told him."

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"So we hardly got anything done today." Said Gilbert. He was sitting on the couch with Gilbird in his hair. Yes that little yellow fluff ball of awesomeness was still alive and kicking. Don't ask me how he just was. "What about you Birdie?"

Matthew shrugged and sat next to Gilbert. "I just dusted the shop again. Honestly it's more trouble than it's worth."

Gilbert frowned. "No way. You always wanted to open a book shop. Of course it's worth it!"

Matthew smiled and leaned against Gilbert's shoulder. "Thanks."

Suddenly the phone started to ring. Gilbert sighed and got up. "I'll get it." He got up and answered the phone. "Hello? The awesome me is speaking."

"Gilbert!" Called the voice of a happy Italian. "It's so nice to hear you ve."

"Oh hi Feli." Said Gilbert. "What's up?"

"Oh next week I'm planning on taking Ludwig out for our anniversary and I was wondering... could you please watch Sophie for me?"

Gilbert quirked his eyebrow. 'Sophie... um that's their kid right... or is it their cat... no Antonio has the cat... no he has two cats... So Sophie is their kid...'

"Ve? Are you still there Gilbert?" Asked Feliciano.

"Sorry Feli. That's your kid right?" Asked Gilbert.

"Ve that' right! So can you look after her next week?"

"One second." Gilbert turned to Matthew. "Hey Matthew! How do you feel about looking after Sophie next week?"

Matthew smiled. "I haven't seen her in ages. How old is she now? Four or five? It'd be great to see her again."

"Sweet. Okay Feli Birdie's cool with it. So tell me... what do you have planned?"

"Wonderful! Sophie hasn't seen you two in years! Um let's see... I planned for us to go to this nice Italian restaurant and I booked a hotel and Antonio was nice and got me a maids dress and-"

"Just going to cut you off there." Said Gilbert. "Don't forget bondage. He likes bondage."

"Ve I know. I'll see you next week Gilbert!"

"Later Feli." Said Gilbert. He put the phone down and sat next to Matthew again. He pulled him into his lap and sighed contently. "Hey Birdie? Do you have any idea what Sophie looks like?"

Matthew shrugged. "I think she looks like Feli but has Ludwig's personality... or is it the other way around?"

Gilbert chuckled. "Just imagine Ludwig with Feli's personality."

"That's a little scary." Said Matthew. Gilbird flew out of Gilbert's hair and landed on Matthew's head. "... Should have bought some detangling shampoo..."

Gilbert laughed and pulled Matthew closer. "If you want I can brush the knots out of your hair later."

"I'd like that."

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Matthew was sitting back in Tino's office. He was calmer and less anxious about his visit this time. Tino smiled warmly at him. "So how do you feel Matthew?"

Matthew shrugged. "Well... I'm not upset or angry."

"That's good to know." Beamed Tino. "Is there anything you want to talk about? Are your nightmares still frequent?"

Matthew shook his head. "No... But that happens a bit. They can be really scary and I can get violent and other times nothing happens and I wake up crying. So I don't really know if my nightmares are constant or not."

Tino nodded and jotted down some more notes. "Is there any kind of trigger that sets you off?"

Matthew shrugged. "Not that I can think of... Hopefully it won't affect Sophie's visit."

"Sophie?" Asked Toris. "Who's Sophie?"

Matthew smiled. "Sophie... she's my niece. I haven't seen her in a while."

"How old is she?"

"About four or five." Said Matthew. "From what I remember she's very cute."

"She sounds sweet." Said Tino. "How do you feel about little kids?"

"They're cute." Said Matthew. "I rather like them. I'm quite good with kids."

Tino smiled. "That's good. So it won't be a trigger for you then?"

Matthew shook his head. "Nope."

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Alfred leaned back in his chair holding onto a minnie football. "So... What do we know about the murder?" He tossed the ball to Gilbert.

Gilbert caught the ball. "The vic was bludgeoned to death with something big and curved. Possibly a pipe or bat." He tossed it back to Alfred.

He caught it and frowned. "He was raped... but we have no idea what he was raped with." Back to Gilbert.

"The vic was wearing purple contacts." Back to Alfred.

"The vic has blond hair."

"Late teen's early twenty's."

"No sperm found in the vic suggesting that a condom might have been used."

"Or a dildo or something."

"The fact that the killer shoved God knows what up their ass while they were still alive suggests that this guy could be a sexual sadist."

"Or they can't get it up so they took their frustrations out on that guy."

"Perhaps the vic did something that made the killer well kill him."

"Hope he doesn't kill again."

"Me too." Gilbert threw the ball back to Alfred. He caught it and sighed.

"Maybe we should interview Hong Kong? We could get some answers out of him."

Gilbert took a quick gulp of coffee. "You want to interview him or will I?"

"You can." Said Alfred. "I can't be stuffed."

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Gilbert casually walked into the interrogation room. The room was concrete with a one way mirror on the wall, there was a table on the middle and two chairs. Hong Kong was patiently sitting down waiting for him.

Gilbert sat across from him and exhaled. He had five different interrogation techniques; good cop (handy for dealing with people that he could pretend to relate to), bad cop (handy when people were close to braking or if they were being asses), annoying cop (handy for OCD and no fuss kind of people), understanding cop (a mix between good cop and annoying cop, makes people think you understand what they are going through) and sexy cop (handy to flirt with people to get an answer out of them).

Today he decided to go with understanding cop. "So... Mr um... I'm sorry your name is hard to pronounce. Can I call you Hong Kong?"

Hong Kong nodded. "I do not mind. Officer?"

"Beilschmidt." Said Gilbert. "And if that's too hard to pronounce just call me Gilbert." Hong Kong nodded. "Okay then... So can you please recount the events leading up to and when you found the body of our John Doe?"

Hong Kong nodded. "It was just another average morning. Kicking out the last of the drunks, seeing off the last of the bouncers and locking up. I'm a smoker so before I went home I decided to take a smoke. So I walked to the dock and lit up. That's when I saw the body floating face down in the water. I called the police."

Gilbert nodded. "Did you see anything before the body? Anything at all that might help us?"

Hong Kong thought for a second. "Well... I'm not sure if this will help but I could hear a car screeching away from the other side of the river..."

Gilbert nodded. 'That's near where the body was found.'

"There was also something else... It seemed strange but... it was probably nothing"

"Go ahead." Said Gilbert. "It might be important."

Hong Kong sighed. "Well... I heard a noise echoing around slightly before I heard the car pulling away. It was a little difficult to tell what it was because of the traffic but I heard something that sounded a lot like metal hitting something... It was quite loud... I believe that it was hit against concrete. But I can't be sure..."

Gilbert nodded. "Why do you think it was something metal against concrete?"

Hong Kong shrugged. "Several times when I have thrown out garbage into the alley bits of metal have hit concrete. But this had a kind or ringing sound... like when a pipe is struck."

"A pipe huh?" Gilbert frowned. "Did you notice or hear anything else unusual?"

Hong Kong shook his head. "I don't believe so."

Gilbert sighed and stood up. "Okay than... nice talking to you. If you remember anything else just come in."

Hong Kong nodded and walked out of the room. When he was gone Gilbert walked into the next room where Alfred was watching and eating a burger. "That's all?" He asked.

"What do you mean that's all?" Asked Gilbert. "It was just a little Q and A. I wasn't talking to a killer. I was just talking to a witness you idiot... and what he said about hearing something like pipe matches what Feliks said was the murder weapon."

Alfred shrugged and pulled another chunk out of his burger. "Wif gof mofing."

Gilbert rolled his eyes. "Translation please. This isn't fucking SBS."

Alfred swallowed. "I said we got nothing. No ID, no motive, no nothing."

Gilbert sighed. "I know... I know... But we need to keep trying... I'm going back to the crime scene."

"Want me to come with?" Asked Alfred.

Gilbert shook his head. "It's fine Alfred. Just stay here. Who knows... Feliks might find something else on out John Doe."

Alfred shuddered. "I don't want to go back into that creepy room. I'm so going with you."

"Fine... but don't piss me off."

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Gilbert frowned as he looked over the crime scene. The forensic people had removed everything they needed for evidence but the tape was still up. Alfred and Gilbert ducked under the tape. Gilbert frowned. "Okay... so let's assume our vic walked from that direction and the killer did the same."

He quickly walked over to the other side of the bridge and waved Alfred over. Alfred pouted. "Am I going to be the victim?"

"Yes now shut up." Snapped Gilbert. He turned Alfred around and pushed him to get him walked. "So the victim was walking along here when they noticed something, so they turn around." Alfred took a few steps then turned around. "He would have seen his attacker and tried to fight him off but the attacker would have over powered him. How?"

"If they were strong they could have easily over powered that guy... They could have also hit the guy in the head with something knocking him unconscious." Said Alfred.

Gilbert nodded. "Okay so if I was the attacker... let's assume I hit you with something so you're can't fight back and knock you to the ground... Go on lay down."

Alfred rolled his eyes and smirked. "I would have thought you would have at least taken me to a restaurant first Gilbert."

"Just shut up and do it." Growled Gilbert. Alfred sighed and did what he was told. "So then the killer would have used something to tie the vic up. Possibly something found here or something they brought with them... Roll onto your stomach."

"Fuck you Gilbert."

Gilbert rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to rape you. Kick you maybe but I won't rape you. Now just to it you big baby."

Alfred rolled onto his stomach. "Don't you dear tell anyone about this."

"Whatever." Said Gilbert. "Anyway... we know what happened next. Then after that the killer beat our vic to death with a pipe. And judging by the blood trail the vic was then rolled into the harbour..."

Alfred stood up. "But the killer pulled the guys pants up before. That's a sign of remorse."

Gilbert nodded. "Perhaps the killer realized what they did and felt guilty."

Alfred shrugged. "Hopefully." Suddenly Alfred's phone started ringing. "Hello...? Really...? Okay... we're on our way."

Gilbert frowned. "What's up?"

Alfred sighed. "Turns out our murderer has become a serial killer."

"Fuck."

TBC

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