Sorry I havent been updating but I had writers block and I REALLY couldnt write cuz I was roleplaying on Facebook ! Try to join me!

You are now Natara Williams

Anders: You listen here and you listen good Bartaugh! I want you Willis, Martinez and Vo to come out to Centerscore now!... I don't care if it's your wife's birthday! You made an oath to protect and serve and damn straight your gonna do that this weekend!

You and Natara listen to Anders rant as you pass the time by talking about the case.

Mal: I think it was herself. This 'Sara' girl stuff doesn't add up to me. Especially so close to the winter season.

Natara: I don't know Mal. This girl must've either been murdered or it was just wrong place, wrong time.

Mal: We won't know more until we get to-

Anders: FALLON! WILLIAMS! Get over here now!

You jump up a little, from the startle that Anders just gave you. He is bright pink almost turning red, with anger, frustration and…. More anger.

Mal: Geez Chuckles, might wanna cool it a few degrees.

Surrounding officers and hospital employees snicker at your joke. Anders just bugs his eyes at you and gets in your face so you can feel his hot Texan breath.

Anders: . !

You and Natara make your way up a rackety ramp into a rusty plane that sits on top of the hospitals rescue point. You know it's gonna be a cold night with chuckles tonight.

You are now Natara Williams

Inside the jet are several police officers followed by dusty cameras and a presentation board. The jet is freezing cold. It's like you're a train going through the cold winter air, as a puff of white smoke hangs in front of you. As you take your seat, you find your legs cradled around your chest and wrapped by your arms. Mal takes notice.

Mal: Hey Natara… Take my jacket

Natara: Mal I couldn't do that. Its freezing in here and you only have a –Shirt under that

Mal: Natara, I insist.

As Mal takes his jacket off and wraps it around you. To make sure you keep it on, he takes the arm sleeves and ties it around your shoulders.

Natara: Thanks Mal, you're the best.

You see Mals about to say something, but in an instant is interrupted by Anders shut the door. His angry expression has faded but is looking annoyed by the events that happened to him.

Anders: Okay let's get this over with.

The cameras boot up showing a picture of a girl with short brown hair, big blue eyes and a green shirt saying 'KESSLER' with a squirrel on it . She is in what appears to be a weight room. Although, the girl's expression looks sad, distant, confused, worried, and depressing. For a girl her age, she has appeared to be very miserable. How could a simple teenager have such horrible things going on in her life?

In the second screenshot, the photo tag is from FacePlace. It is the same girl, but with more happiness. She is standing with a black haired boy and they are kissing right in the center of the picture, while a ferris wheel spins in the back. There is a tattoo on her ankle with a fish on it, sparkly and rainbow. Obviously temporary.

Anders: This was taken 2 weeks before the death. This man with her is Nick Brown. He was with Sara during her death and will be interrogated personally when Williams and Fallon go undercover. Sara was 17, brunette, Italian and Canadian. Her father was a top swimmer in the Olympics and she recently broke the National Swim record. She was known as the Machine.

Mal: Great… another high school dilemma… and this one was actually successful…

About an hour later after the debriefing, you and Mal make it to the new car you'll be driving for this case.

Natara: Lets fix this Machine.