"So let me see if I got this straight" said Vera, closely following Miller and Lily "this ordinary kid wakes up one morning, decides to get himself a gun and go on an all out shooting spree on his fellow students, without any clear motive and practically nothing to gain in the process?"

"Sure does seem to add up to that" Miller commented.

"Not really" said Lily, "from what I've seen, most of these shooting victims did not have a squeaky clean record as we were lead on to believe. From a serial rapist, a thug, a bully".

"Like some screwed up version of the Breakfast Club," commented Vera "but I still don't understand why the kid would do it".

"You should really start paying more attention to your cases," said Miller "no one was listening. All these unpopular kids at the school were being treated like dirt and not any of the teachers or principles were doing a thing about it, which is not as uncommon as many would think. This kind of stuff happens in high schools all over the country, where faculty members tend to gravitate to the more 'normal' students and hear out their problems then go to someone who didn't exactly fit the norm of the high school student".

"Where did ya come up with that idea?" he asked.

"That's what you get for two years of psych in college" said Kat.

Vera shrugged "maybe".

"Either way we look at it, still adds up to Parker becoming the Fairmount Shooter," said Lily "and making our five shooting victims the prime suspects".

The three of them walked over to the desk where Jeffries, Scotty, and Stillman were already waiting, a large white board posted behind them with all the pictures of the victims and suspects.

"Alright, now that we're all here" said Stillman "run through what you all were able to find out. Scotty, Jeffries, you first".

"The night of Parker's murder, there were several events taking place at the school" began Jeffries "one was a charity bake sale for the sophomore class, the other two being a wrestling meet and an art club meeting".

"Which would explain why Parker might have been staying after so late" said Scotty, referring to the photo film found in the backpack "and it also puts Baker and his friend Matt Klein at the scene, both of them being on the varsity wresting team that year".

"And what about you three?" Stillman asked.

"We were able to dig up some of the schools old security tapes," said Kat "after a bit of searching, one of the tapes was able to pick up Calvin entering the school at around four o'clock".

"As for Elise, she was reported to have been helping out at the bake sale that day" said Vera "and from an interview with her mom, she didn't arrive home until some time after twelve".

"What about our fifth victim Terrell?" asked Stillman.

"We can cross him of," said Lily "hospital reports show Terrell wasn't released until the twenty sixth, almost four days after Parker's death. We also picked up the autopsy report for Parker's death, the M.E. placing his death at sometime around eight to ten".

"With all our suspects still at the school during those times" Jeffries said.

Stillman nodded "okay, here's what we're gonna do. We got one dead teen and four victims with the perfect motive to kill. I want all of them brought into the precinct as soon as possible, each one in a interrogation room assigned with a different cop, find out everything you can on what they were doing that night, who was where, with whom, anything that can be of any importance. Leave no stone unturned. Lily will take Elise, Scotty with Baker, Miller with Klein, and Jeffries with Ridge".

"What about me?" asked Vera.

"Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about you," said Stillman "you can be in charge with Liz. If Ridge is right, she might know something about Parker's death. Everyone's got an assignment, now lets get it done".

It only took an hour at best to round all of them up.


"Look, I had nothing to do with Parker's death" said Matt, in his teen self, with his short curly brown hair, thick arms, and pudgy body, flashing back to his current self, hair starting to recede, arms still thick, but body looking a lot smaller then in his teen years.

"Well you saying that isn't much good" said Kat.

"And I'll tell you this, it was that Fairmount Shooter" he said "everyone knows it was him, so why don't you try investigating into that?"

"Parker was the Fairmount Shooter," replied Kat.

Matt's mouth dropped "w-wait? N-no, no way, it can't be".

"We found the gun the shooter used under the floorboards in his home" said Kat "and the ski mask as well".

"You're kidding?" he said.

"No, I'm not. And right now, its not looking to good for you Matt".

"Why is that?" asked Matt.

"Cause now that makes you a suspect" said Kat.

"W-wait! Hold on! I didn't know he was the shooter until just a few seconds ago!" said Matt.

"And I tell you again Matt, you saying that doesn't do much good" said Kat.

Matt crossed his arms, letting out a frustrated sigh "then I don't know what else I can do to convince ya".


"I got some good news for ya Calvin" said Jeffries "it seems you were telling us the truth about the Fairmount Shooter".

"I told ya I didn't kill nobody," he said.

"Except for one thing" he replied "you forgot to mention the fact about it being Parker".

"Huh?" he asked dumbfounded.

"Parker Westby turned out to be the shooter" he said "and with that new revelation, that puts you in prime for the perfect motive".

"I didn't know," he said, stressing the words "I had no idea that he was the shooter".

"Really?" said Jeffries "cause unless you can prove it to me otherwise, your looking like a real contender. So how about you start by telling me what you were doing at the school that night"

"I went there to do some errands" he replied.

"Oh, that sounds nice. What kind of errands?" Jeffries asked.

"Just stuff" he said "went there to sell some weed I had on me, got myself a first timer who was willing to pay me triple the amount. Figured it was easy money".

"And that kept ya till ten at night?"

"I had to stay for my detention service," said Calvin "help the janitor do some stuff till he closed the school. I was with him the whole time, you can ask him".

"Then how is it then, if you were there for so long, you failed to find Parker's body?" he asked "after all, if you were going to lock up the school, you had to have gone to the main entrance, where Parker was found".

"We must have already locked that part of the school up" he replied "other then that, can't think of anything else".


"This had better be good detective," said Adam "having to drag my ass all the way down here".

"Oh believe me, it is" said Scotty " after all, it would kill me inside to have you come down here for nothing".

"Funny. Now how about explaining me being here?" he asked, "I already gave you my alibi-".

"Now that's where I got to stop you," said Scotty "cause the previous alibi you gave us no longer checks out".

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"You said you were at football practice till five," said Scotty.

"Yeah, so?"

"That's the thing," said Scotty, taking a seat next to him "cause last time I checked, the football season ended in November".

"I meant to say wresting," he said quickly.

"That's still a pretty big flub to make there," said Scotty "only way I could think of saying something like that is if I had something to hide".

"I made a mistake," said Baker "big deal".

"It is a pretty big deal" said Scotty "cause that shotty alibi puts a big target on your back".

"I did not kill him, all right!" Adam said loudly "what purpose would I gain for killing him?"

"Revenge, that's why!" said Scotty, "you wanted to get Parker back after what he did to you and you figured maybe cutting his throat was a justifiable way".

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"You found out Parker was the Fairmount shooter" said Scotty, leaning in towards Adam "must have made you real angry, getting on up like that by some outcast".

"I never knew that freak was the shooter" said Adam "and I certainly didn't kill him. I don't wanna talk any more till I have my lawyer" he crossed his arms and held his head high, an obvious indication he wasn't going to say anything else.


"I can't believe it," said Elise, "after all these years, it was Parker who did it all along".

"So you just found out about this" said Lily "sure you're not off by a couple years?"

"I will admit I was at the school that day, and I did stay after for a bit" she said "but I was nowhere near Parker when he died. And even if I was, I wouldn't want to kill him".

"Is that so?" asked Lily.

"I know its going to sound weird" said Elise, flashing back to her teen years, auburn hair long and scraggily, heavy eye makeup, and a sour look on her face "but getting shot was the best thing that ever happened to me" turning back into her current self, hair now short and prim, makeup virtually absent, and the sour look no longer their.

"Interesting, why don't you explain it to me?" she asked.

"I was a bully back then, and I know it" she said "that day when he shot me, I really did see my life flash before my eyes. And let me say, it was definitely something not worth remembering. My whole life and all I had done was make peoples lives miserable? Who wants to say they did nothing but beat on freshmen? When I got out of the hospital, I decided to change my whole life around. Clichéd, huh? First day back, I walked up to every kid I had ever ragged on and apologized, got more active in school, helped out after hours, joined with the drama club. I did everything I could to separate myself from my old life".

"So if you found out it was Parker, you wouldn't want to hurt him?" Lily asked.

"I give him a fricking medal," she said.


("Losing My Religion" by R.E.M)

"This are not looking good" said Lydia, Parker sitting across from her at the lunch table, the main cafeteria still abuzz with students in the after hours.

"What is it now?" he asked.

"The schools cutting our budget back, again" she said, running her hand through her hair "that's three years now in a row. Anymore and we won't be able to put on a spring play".

"Let me guess, the moneys going to the football team" Parker said.

"Who else?" said Lydia "its like no one cares for the fine arts anymore. Football games last only a few hours but great plays live forever! I'm sure Shakespeare is rolling in his grave right now".

Elise walked up to them, arm still in a sling, trying not to look hostile "hey Lydia, Parker" she said kindly.

Lydia looked at her funny "uh, hi Elise. How are you doing? Feeling better?"

"Yeah" she replied "they just wanted to keep me in this thing so my muscles can relax. And I'm so hopped up on Vicoden I can barely feel the pain".

"Can we help you with something?" asked Parker, voice guarded.

"I just wanted to come up and say I was sorry," she said "for all of the things I've done to you guys".

Now Lydia had a confused look on her face "okay" she said.

"I know it's a bit of a shocker" she said "big tough Elise apologizing for her bullying ways. But I really am sorry for all those years, if I could I would take them all back".

"So why apologize now?" asked Parker.

"You know that old saying? Life flashing before our eyes?" she said, "well, I had that experience as well and lets just say I wasn't to pleased with what I saw". There was a brief silence.

Lydia smiled "well, thank you Elise, that was very kind".

Elise smiled back "and that's not the only reason I came by. I was thinking about joining the drama club, I hear you guys are still looking for roles for the spring play".

This seemed to brighten Lydia "yeah, of course we are. In fact, we're going to have a meeting tomorrow after school, so just drop on by and you'll get a chance to scoop out the roles. Believe me, there are a lot of open parts".

"I'll be there," she said, starting to walk away "so I'll see you guys around, okay?"

"Sure thing, see ya" said Lydia, waving her bye.

As Elise started to walk away, she heard Parker say, "Well that was a pleasant surprise".

"I know, don't you love it when those happen?"


"And before you know it, Parker was dead" said Elise "kind of ironic. I apologize for my crimes and still someone gets hurt".

"While that's a very touching story" said Lily "it still doesn't explain where you were that entire time afterwards, or did the bake sale really run to midnight?"

"I did stay after late that night" said Elise "after the bake sale, I went out to get some food, got back to my house at around nine, not midnight".

"So then your mom made the whole thing up?" asked Lily

"It wouldn't be the first time my mom has mistaken the time in her drunken stupor" she replied.


Lily walked into the viewing room, where all the detectives, except for Nick, had gathered and Stillman leaning against the wall.

"What did you get?" he asked.

"Elise claims she had no animosity towards Parker," said Lily "left the school after the bake sale ended, claims to have not seen Parker".

"So basically the same thing we all got," said Scotty "we're running in circles. And where is Nick?"

"He's still trying to get Liz on the phone, but she isn't answering our calls" said Stillman.

"So until then, we're just spinning our wheels," said Kat.

"Not yet" he replied "while we're waiting for Liz, go over everything our four suspects have said, try to poke some holes into their stories, find anything we can shine a light on one of them

At that moment, Vera walked into the room "finally got through to Liz, she's coming down to the precinct as we speak" he said.

"Least that some good news" Jeffries commented.

"And we're going to make the most of it" said Stillman, detaching himself from the wall "Nick, you and I will wait for Liz, as for the rest of ya, you know what your assignment is, so get on it".


Kat walked over to where Lily was, busy scrolling through some more of the schools surveillance videos.

"Got anything?" she asked.

"Not yet" said Lily "I've probably re-viewed all these tapes at least three times already and every time it's the same thing" she pressed the fast forward button, the tapes time speeding up for a few moments before she pressed play again.

"And right about here is when we see Calvin locking up one of school's entrances" a few seconds on the tape and sure enough, an image of Calvin came around the corner, janitor outfit now on, rolling a large bucket of water across the floor.

"Wait a second," said Kat, leaning forward towards the TV "go back a little bit".

Lily rewound, Calvin's image disappearing behind the bend again "stop" Kat said, the image freezing on an empty hallway.

"I don't see anything," said Lily.

"Look" she said, pointing to the screen "the reflection in the glass" she was indicated to the main office's glass walls, blurry reflections evident on the clear surface "Calvin's talking to someone. He failed to mention that when Jeffries talked to him".

Lily squinted her eyes "its to blurry to make out any of the faces".

"We better run this down to the tech squad" said Kat "maybe they can help us clean up the image".

Taking a quick stroll down the hallway and an elevator ride down to the basement, they arrived at the technical lab where one of the workers, an Asian guy named Corey, was able to assist them.

"Well I can say, you sure know how to find them" he commented "security tapes are crappy as it is, but combine that with the school system and the tight budget their on and you got the absolute worse tapes imaginable".

"So what? You can't clear it up?" asked Kat.

"I didn't say I can't, its just going to be difficult" he continued "I can amplify the image and clean it up, but unless I get a good lighting angle, all we're going to see is a very dark blob".

Sliding the tape into the VCR, the stopped image appeared on the screen. Corey did a couple of clicks on his mouse, causing a few boxes to pop up "alright, let me see if I can brighten things up" the image got a lighter, the dark shadows becoming more crisp.

"Now lets zoom in" he did another click and he zoomed in on the panel of glass "and now lets make it clearer" one more mouse click and a few taps on the keyboard and the image became more defined, though the faces still remained dark.

"Lets fast forward a bit" he said, slowly letting the tape images go by, the figures making jerking motions as it went forth, though they still remained in the dark.

"Got it," said Corey, stopping the video, one of the faces now visible.

Both Kat and Lily leaned in for a closer look "is that…" said Lily "is that Adam?"

"Yet another thing Calvin forgot to mention," remarked Kat.


Jeffries and Scotty walked into the interrogation room, Calvin lifting his head up at the sound of there approach.

"Hey, not to be rude or anything" he said, "but how much longer is this going to take?"

"Well I was going to tell you that we no longer needed you," said Jeffries.

"Alright, cool" he said.

"But that was before I was handed this" he placed a photo down on the table, the same blown up image Lily and Kat were looking at "now I know security footage is pretty cruddy but even I can tell that's Adam there".

Calvin bit his lower lip "I didn't…I didn't think it was important".

"You thought that talking with one of Parker's victims hours before he was killed wasn't important?" said Scotty in a hard tone.

"It was a stupid mistake" he replied.

"That seems to be a habit of yours, making stupid mistakes" said Jeffries "gun possession, drunk driving, robbery, wouldn't surprise me if one of those were murder".

"I already told you, I didn't kill him!" said Calvin.

"Then I suggest you start telling the truth" said Scotty "otherwise, we find out you've been holding out anymore information, things are not going to get pretty for you".

"Teenage hoodlum murders fellow classmate for revenge" said Jeffries "about as cut and dry as they get". Calvin was silent for a few minutes before he finally talked.

"Here's the truth. I didn't kill Parker" his image flashed back to seventeen years ago "but I did have my suspicions he was somehow involved with the shootings" reverting back to his current self.

"You remember what I told you, back at my apartment?" he continued.

"How you overheard the fight between Parker and Lydia," said Jeffries.

Calvin nodded "after that happened, I wanted to get answers. That day I went to confront him…"


("Touch Me I'm Sick" by Mudhoney"

"Yeah mom, I'm going to be staying after a bit to finish my photo assignment" said Parker on the pay phone "Mrs. Ramin said I could stay as long as could, just as long as I locked up afterwards"

"Alright, but not to late" said his mom "in case your hungry, I'll leave leftovers in the fridge for you".

"Thanks mom" he said "I'll talk to you when I get back" and then he hung up the phone.

"Aw, is mommy worried about her special boy?" said Calvin as he came towards him.

"Calvin" said Parker "nice to see you. I swear, the color grey really goes well with your skin".

"You should be a regular comedian" he replied "and right now, your treading on my clean floor".

"Oh, I'm so sorry" he said "If I had known that, I would have gone to some of the other payphones".

"Cute" said Calvin.

"Well, I wouldn't want you to slack on your janitorial duties, so I let you have at it" said Parker, beginning to walk away.

"Not before I talk to you first" said Calvin.

"What could you possibly have to talk to me about that's of any importance?" asked Parker.

"Well I think I have something to say that will catch your interest," said Calvin "something that has to do with that little spat you and your girlfriend had a few days ago".

Parker looked at him funny "what does that have anything to do with you".

"It has everything to do with me," he said, stepping closer to Parker "I'm not as dumb as you think I am. I know that you have something to do with the Fairmount Shooter".

"Oh really" said Parker in a sarcastic voice.

"Yeah, really" said Calvin.

"You sure that Vicodin hasn't been messing with your brain" he said.

"Better watch it, Westby" he shot back, getting right into Parker's face "your lucky I don't report you to the police".

Parker looked him straight in the eye "and what proof do you have? Other then an eyewitness account of a fight between two friends".

He said nothing, Parker smiling in the process "I thought so" he then turned around and began to walk down the hall.

"And anyway" he called back "who would believe trash like you?"

"Don't mock me Westby!" yelled Calvin "you think your so smart, but your not! One day you're going to get what's coming to you!" Parker didn't even acknowledge that he heard any of his rant, Calvin huffing in frustration.

"You know Ridge, you should really watch that temper" came a voice from behind. Turning around, he saw Adam Baker and his friend Matt, both of them now heading towards him.

"What the hell do you two want" spat Calvin.

"Relax Ridge, I'm not here to hassle ya" said Adam "I couldn't help but to overhear your conversation with Westby".

"Yeah? So what" said Calvin.

"Don't forget, we all were victims of the shooter" said Adam "and believe me, not a day goes by that I don't want revenge. Now if ya got something, why not spill it?"

"Why should I say anything to you?" asked Calvin.

"Because" said Adam "unlike you, I can make sure things get done". Calvin didn't say anything, his anger starting to subside and anxiety now started to crawl in his stomach.

"So how about starting at the beginning," said Adam.


"I told Adam about the fight" said Calvin "after that, he and Matt bolted".

"Where to?" Scotty asked.

"After what I said, Adam decided to pay Liz another visit" he said "and the next morning I arrive at school to find police men all around the entrance. I knew that those three had something to do with it".

Jeffries got up, Scotty following him to the opposite side of the room "if what Calvin is saying is true, then Liz must have known about Parker's secret".

"And if there was ever a person who could get that information out of her" said Scotty "nothing better then her own rapist".