[[Author's Note: This isn't one of my better chapters. I had no clue what to do with the second half until I started writing it. Heh. :P Oh well, I hope you can enjoy it anyway. Things will start to pick up in the next chapter. ;D

Again, no song clip. It's hard to think of these things. ~]]

Navel stared at the ground and finally finished his little story. He figured it was high time he came clean with Dr. Kimishima about what was on his mind, whether he thought it was important or not. Naomi listened politely, only raising her eyebrows slightly every once in awhile (which was the only indication that she was paying attention other than eye contact).

When Navel was done, Naomi looked away.

"So, let me see if I have my facts straight." She said firmly. Navel nodded stiffly and gulped.

"You think that you were the cause of the girl's attempted suicide because you left her in fron tof the FBI building, because you were late to work." Naomi said bluntly before looking at Navel right in the eye again. "Is that right?"

"W-well... In a nutshell... yes, I suppose." Navel said in a low voice, a slightly guilty look on his face.

"Little Guy... that's... that's beyond absurd!" Naomi accused, saying it as though she was stating a fact. "A 10-year-old wouldn't base such a... life-changing decision on the reaction of a stranger."

"I know. I thought of that." Navel said. "Still... I can't help thinking that I have some kind of role to play. I mean, think about it - my actions and her attempt. It can't just be a coincidence, can it? It's like my actions made her take that final step towards the edge."

Naomi stared at him for a moment and paused. She slowly shut her eyes.

"I can't confirm or deny that possibility." She paused briefly and opened her eyes again. "But I do know that standing around here won't yield any answers. Little Guy, make preparations at Resurgam and check the visiting hours. I'll investigate the... 'scene of the crime', here."

"D-Dr. Kimishima ? ! D-Don't we have other work to do...?" Navel stammered. Naomi turned her back to him and walked forward a few steps.

"I think there's more to this case than meets the eye. The chief will understand." Naomi murmured. Navel's eyes widened and he understood what she was planning. He nodded.

"Alright, Dr. Kimishima. I'll call with results soon." He said. With that, Navel walked back to his car at a brisk pace and hopped in. He backed out of the parking lot, shoved the gear shift into drive, and sped off. Naomi glanced over her shoulder as the black mercedes faded into the distance.

Naomi sighed and walked over to the rope with the rock tied to it. In the rush, the paramedics obviously left it behind. It wasn't their job to collect evidence anyway.

"Now... let's see if I can find out why you tried to snuff out your own flame..." Naomi murmured to herself.

Navel pulled into the parking lot of Resurgam and stepped out of the car in all his purple-suited glory. He straightened his tie a bit and shut the door to his Mercedes behind him before walking up to the building itself. On the outside, it was a sight to behold. It's white walls were littered with windows that covered a majority of the building. Brick columns and details lined the building's entrance and some of the walls. It looked huge; judging by the window placement, it looked to be 4 stories tall, maybe even more, and it was very wide as well. At the top of the center part of the building, which jutted forward from the rest, was the words "Resurgam" with "University School of Medicine, First Care Center" painted in red underneath it.

Navel put his hands in his pockets and walked through the glass, sliding doors with a professional looking gait.

Inside was a large lobby-type area with cream colored walls. Two large, square openings on the left and right walls gave way to hallways that were littered with doors, most likely to offices, storage closets, or patient rooms. In the center of the back wall was a desk that was build into the wall. It was U shaped with a door on the side like a bar so someone can man the station. On either side of the desk was an elevator for going to the other floors. Everything was neat, organized, and symmetrical.

A young intern was manning the desk today, and a woman was in with her, teaching her how to use the search engine on the computer. The woman teaching the intern had a very formal look; her exotic doctor's coat rested over her red kimono, which was flecked with five-petal pink and white flowers. She was wearing a deep-red, long skirt that went down to her shin, which were covered by what seemed to be black combat boots - a direct contrast to her other traditional Japanese clothing. However, it seemed to represent something: under all that traditional and formal clothes, she was a tough girl.

Her purple eyes glanced up at Navel, and she smiled peacefully, bringing her hands together against her clothes. She stepped out of the desk, her black, long hair flowing like a river behind her as she moved - nearly hovered - towards him.

"Ah, hello." She greeted. "I'm sorry, but visiting hours aren't for awhile."

"Uh, That's why I'm here, actually." Navel said. "Dr. Kimishima requested that I find out what the visiting hours are. She... wants to visit someone."

"Ohhh, you're Naomi's assistant?" The lady said cheerily.

"Yes. My name is Navel. Agent Navel." Navel didn't know why he pulled a James Bond reference when introducing himself, but it certainly made him sound cooler. It would've been even better had he thought to show his FBI badge, but he wasn't supposed to do that unless it was important.

"I see. I'm Dr. Tachibana. But you may call me Tomoe if you like." She smiled. "Flexibility with names is following the path of honor."

"Uh... right." Navel said quietly. "Anyway..."

"Ah, yes, the visiting hours start at 12 o' clock. You and Miss Kimishima may stop by then."

"Ah, that's great." Navel said. He thought for a moment. Naomi would be very picky about details. He couldn't miss a single thing that Naomi would ask. "Oh, uh... the patient in question... she received a blow to the temple... uh... at around 7 o clock or so... Would you have any idea when she might wake up?" Navel new this was a stupid question, but he had a feeling Naomi would ask about that.

"I work in endoscopy, Agent Navel, so that isn't my area of expertise. Would you like me to ask one of the surgeons? Leaving a guest without an answer is dishonorable." Tomoe asked.

"If it isn't too much trouble." Navel shrugged.

"It's no trouble at all. He isn't busy at the moment. Follow me, please." Tomoe turned on her heels and began walking down the right hallway. Navel briskly followed for what-seemed-like-forever until they were at a room at the end of the hall. Tomoe took out a ring of keys and sorted through them before finding the one she needed and opening the door.

The room inside was bright and cream colored - even more so than the hallways and lobby. The floor was hard and tiled; It made a tapping sound when Navel and Tomoe walked on it. The room looked large, but it was split by a wall of steel bars (which were also cream colored). If you looked closely, you could see two Ts shaped out of the bars.

On the other side of the cage, the area was darker, with a cot and a few misc. objects. On the bed was a dark haired boy in a doctors coat and unbuckled straight-jacket. The boy was handcuffed, his emotionless red eyes staring at the floor until the two entered. He glanced up at them.

"A... guest?" He asked in a low voice.

"Yes. Agent Navel, this is one of our best surgeons, CR-S01... or at least, that's what the police said we could call him." Tomoe said that second part distastefully. Navel was half expecting another 'path of honor' reference.

"Ah. Well, you can call me Navel." Navel introduced. CR-S01 just looked at him blankly.

"What do you want?" He murmured, but not in an angry tone like some people would ask it.

"Ah... well... there's a girl that Dr. Kimishima is interested in visiting... she had a gash on her temple and-"

"The girl." CR-S01 murmured, now looking up at him. "I requested to visit her later as well. I suspect she'll be awake by visiting hours... around noon or 1 o' clock, I'd say."

Navel was surprised the caged surgeon knew exactly what patient he was referring to, despite all the patients that must be in the hospital. "I see. That's good news." Navel said in a slightly surprised tone.

There was a bit of an awkward silence, which was almost immediately broken by Navel's phone ringing (His ringtone was the chorus to Grenade by Bruno Mars). Navel's cheeks turned red and his smiled awkwardly as he dug in his pocket for his phone.

"Hello?" He answered.

"I'm nearly done here. Any results from Resurgam."

"Ah, yes. It seems we'll have to wait awhile. Visiting hours start 4 hours from now, but the patient will wake up 5 to 6 hours from now."

"... I see." Naomi said blandly. Navel couldn't tell if she was disappointed or frustrated by any of that. "We'll have to wait then. 5 to 6 hours is plenty of time to start on other cases. Let's go back to the office."

In Naomi language, 'leg's go back to the office' means 'get back to the office and hurry up with it'.

"Alright, I'm on my way, Dr. Kimishima." Navel hung up. With Naomi, there really wasn't a need for goodbyes when they would be voice chatting a mere few minutes later. Navel turned to Tomoe and glanced at CR-S01, who was back to staring at the floor. "I guess I gotta head out."

Tomoe bowed slightly. "Take care. I'll have someone call Dr. Kimishima in case anything calls!"

Navel looked over his shoulder, gave a slight nod, and with that, he was gone, heading out the door in his professional stride. Tomoe glanced back at him and then looked at CR-S01.

"You're planning on visiting the girl too, you said?" Tomoe questioned. CR-S01 didn't look up from the floor.

"She's... a peculiar case. I have to monitor her." he replied.

"I'm not surprised that Forensics wants to question her, then."

"..."

"I take it you have questions for her as well?"

"..."

"... Alright, I'll talk to you later then." With another twirl on the heels, Tomoe exited the room, locking the door shut behind her. CR-S01 kept staring at the floor and his cuffed hands, silent as a graveyard.

6 and a half hours later...

Navel had been keeping a close eye on the clock, and now it was finally 12:30. For the last few hours, Naomi and Navel had been busy with a murder case, although the whole thing was pretty clear-cut. All the evidence was already fitting into place, and it didn't feel like they had worked too much at all.

Naomi had already asked the chief if she could investigate the attempted suicide, and David had said it was fine as long as she reserved time for the other cases as well. Navel knew all this because Naomi had left her headset on when David had come into the room. Navel wasn't really one for eavesdropping (as tempted as he's been in the past) but this time, he really couldn't avoid it.

When 12:30 p.m. rolled around, and Naomi had gotten yet another piece of solid evidence in the form of a card, Navel wasn't sure if he should remind her of their planned hospital visit or not.

"... Dr. Kimishima?" He asked, hesitantly.

"What is it, Little Guy?" Naomi said seriously.

"Should we head out? To Resurgam, I mean."

"Ah, I had hoped you remembered. I didn't want to be the one to remind you."

"D-Doctor..." Navel whined, his cheeks the color of strawberries.

"Well, let's get going. We'll be taking your car, so I'll meet you in the parking lot." Naomi's voice on the headset stopped along with any background noise, obviously from her turning off the headset. I guess Naomi meant they were leaving right now. Navel turned off his own headset and walked back to the parking lot (He had already told his bosses that Naomi would be taking him somewhere at this time). He felt like he had made this same trip mere minutes ago, when in fact it had been hours ago. Still, it felt like Deja Vu.

This time, however, Naomi wasn't just getting here. In fact, Navel had to wait for a minute or so before Naomi showed up. She was walking faster than normal and had her phone in her hand.

"Little Guy!" She called out to him. "I just got a message from a staff member at Resurgam! The patient... they can't find her... That girl has escaped from her room!"