Wow. I haven't posted two chapters in one day for a long time. Anyway, once again I do not own these characters. Enjoy!

Chapter 3

Ran curled in on herself as she lay on the sofa; stifling the soft moan that escaped her lips. Why does everything hurt so much? I feel like I'm on fire. She kept the involuntary sounds erupting from her throat quiet though. She didn't want Conan to hear her. However, after only a few agonizing minutes, Ran could take the pain no more and she cried out loudly. Then the world went dark.

Conan was up and running before Ran's scream had even ended, and he slid down the banister on the stairs to reach her faster. Damn! I knew I shouldn't have left her alone! He slid to a stop and jumped off the bottom of the stairs. Then he stood frozen in place at the entrance to the room, and didn't move until he could hear Agasa's clumsy footsteps on the stairs. Even when he moved, he moved slowly; still too much in awe of what he could see to rush to her. Ran was on the floor in a mess of blankets, and her school skirt still remained on the sofa. The blankets were still covering her, but were tangled about her only up to her waist, where her suddenly oversized shirt began. Her hands didn't even reach out of her sleeves, and her hair had somehow shortened to her shoulders. It can't be... How? ...What happened?

All of a sudden the little girl before him began to stir, and she moaned softly as she shifted into a kneeling position. "Ran?" Conan said softly as the professor gasped behind him. His mind was so focused on the situation that he forgot to call her by the name he was supposed to.

She turned to face him; slowly blinking and bleary eyed. "Conan-k-" Ran suddenly covered her mouth with both of her hands. Her tiny voice had frightened her, and she became even more afraid when she pulled her small hands away from her face. She glanced around herself quickly, and pulled up her shirt in front of her as she realized it was so big it was slipping off her shoulders. When she felt her flat chest through the fabric though, she noticed she didn't have any reason to cover up anymore. What happened to me? "How did I end up like this?" she demanded; glancing from one astonished face to the other.

"That's what I was about to ask you," Conan responded. He sighed; knowing that if what he thought had happened was true, they would all be in for a long night.

"Tell us everything that happened to you on the way here today," Professor Agasa ordered; attempting to maintain some control over the situation. Ran sat up straighter and pulled her shirt closer around her tiny body as she told her story. When she was finished, Conan sat down beside her.

"May I see the container you were talking about?" he inquired. Ran nodded and handed over what she had thought to be her father's container of headache medicine. She watched Conan as he intently studied the container, and a sudden thought struck her. What if I'm not the only person this happened to? "This container has no initials on it." Conan muttered; finally meeting her eyes. "It is the same type as your dad's, but I've seen his. It has his initials on it."

"You should have looked over it more carefully," Ran heard Shinichi scolding in her mind. She shook off her thoughts of him as Conan looked almost disappointedly into the empty container before handing it back to the professor with a head-shake. The three of them sat in silence for a moment; each one absorbed in his or her own thoughts.

"What am I supposed to do?" Ran finally asked in desperation. Conan lowered his head.

"The same thing I had to do," he murmured without looking up. Agasa stood up at his words.

"W-what do you mean?" Ran stammered back. Conan didn't respond though. She tried to look to the professor for guidance, but he had already left them alone in the room. He knew what was about to happen.

Dun! Dun! Dun! Cliffhanger! (Sort of...) Please leave a review. The next chapter should be up by either late tonight or tomorrow. Thanks!