New chapter! I like this story, it's fun to write. Hopefully you're enjoying reading it, too! Not a particularly exciting chapter, but I need to give my favorite officers a reason to continue the case, so...

As always, I own nothing.

It had been a day since they had informed the Elrics of Dante's death, and now, to satisfy Maes's suspicions, they were stuck in Roy's office at the police station while Maes fetched anything he thought might be useful.

He returned from his search, and dumped a stack of files on the table in front of Roy, who automatically groaned. Riza gave him a warning look.

"I got these from Sciezka- they're all the cases which Dante has been involved in or suspected of being involved in during the past ten years. There were more, but I decided anything older was unlikely to be related to the case, so I left it." Maes grimaced. "Geez, look at this, we'll be here all night. Do you mind if I clock off for a while at eight to put Elysia to bed?"

"Go ahead, Maes, go see your precious daughter while we struggle on- never mind about us." Roy said sardonically. Maes laughed.

"Thanks Roy." he grinned. "I'm glad to hear you're so dedicated to this."

Roy felt a very strong urge to stick his tongue out then. He resisted- it was far too undignified, and Maes would only crack up anyway.

Riza shook her head fondly at the pair. "All right, let's get started now. We'll start with the most recent ones- here you go, you two, sort though these. Put anything that might be relevant to one side and leave the others."

They got to work, scanning each file as quickly as possible. Every so often, they would make a comment, or add a folder to the slowly growing pile of 'might be relevant'.

Maes whistled softly. "You've got to wonder how she got away with it for so long really," he said. "Murder, extortion, blackmail, robbery, violence, gangs..."

Roy nodded absently. "She certainly had rather loose morals. Why was she never convicted for any of this? There was more than enough evidence to have her put away for life for any of these cases."

Maes shrugged. "She was never caught." and they returned to their silent work.

Time passed slowly. At eight, Maes left to bid his little girl sweet dreams, and he returned an hour later, almost immediately immersing himself in the papers again. It was long and tedious work, reading through each case, sifting through the wordy reports for the useful information and weighing how much merit there would be in pursuing it- was the 'unidentified teenage male, blonde' one of the Elric boys? Which cases were related, and which weren't? They had no idea what they were really looking for- they were just searching and hoping that they'd find something, anything, to help them understand what was really going on.

It was several long and boring hours later that they finally uncovered their diamond in the rough, as it were. Roy had just put another file away when Riza gave a sharp, surprised gasp.

"Hm? What is it?"

"I was wandering why the name Elric seemed so familiar in connection with Dante..." she murmured. "I can't believe I forgot. Roy, we had a case with them almost six years ago. She- that is, Dante- cut the brakes in Trisha Elric's car, severely injuring both Trisha and her ten-year-old son." she scanned the report silently. "Trisha was released from hospital with no permanent injuries, but it seems that Edward had to have two limbs amputated. I can't believe I forgot!"

Roy nodded. "I do remember, now. The Elric family... damnit, I should've realised it sooner."

"Well, it was six years ago," said Maes lightly, "And we've found it now. Pass it here, Riza."

He read through it silently, a light frown on his face.

"Hm," he murmured. "If Envy really did kill her, then d'you think this could be the motive?" he pondered aloud.

Roy shrugged. "Now that you've brought it up, I remember quite a bit about that family, and Envy didn't seem particularly fond of his brothers or his step-mother, from what I remember- although they do seem to have grown closer over the years."

Maes nodded. "That would make sense... I'd say Envy's probably been looking after his brothers on his own for a while. The neighbours said they've been living in that flat for about five years, and I doubt they'd be able to fit more than three people in there, so presumably that's how long they've been alone... but what happened to the parents?"

"I'll find out," said Riza, rising from her seat- and then she glanced at her watch, and raised an eyebrow. "That is, I'll find out tomorrow. I didn't realise what time it was."

Maes and Roy both checked the time. Maes whistled. "That late already? Damn, Gracia will be worrying. I'll see you tomorrow Roy, Riza."

"Goodnight Maes," Riza said. "And the same to you, Roy. Be here early tomorrow."

"Yeah 'night Riza." he yawned. "Damn, it really is late. I'd best be getting home too..."

And with that, all three officers returned to their cars, thoughts of the case still weighing heavily on their minds.