Yes, the title is "Case". I'm so uncreative XD Titles are difficult tho.

A day late cuz, y'know, Halloween. I'm so terrible at timing with Fanfiction, since I can't post on mobile. That's where I write and how I post on Wattpad. If you have one and are following this story, I recommend you do it on there.

Enjoy the chapter! I might write a little oneshot for Halloween -you never know~

~girlycathy~

5: Case

Previously:

"Let's just keep a close eye on her. It could've just been today."

"Aye." The two of them returned to the Mystery Room where Deirdre was lying across the chair, back against one arm of the chair, legs across the other, looking over her wrist, having pulled the glove half off, brushing her fingers over the skin. The moment the door opened though, she immediately slipped the glove on again and dropped her hand across her abdomen.

After Alfendi and Lucy went back inside the Mystery Room, they continued working on the case, Lucy sharing everything she'd found so far. She'd already gone through the alibis and statements of each suspect and the scene, and had stacked up evidence files and was beginning to add them all into the Reconstruction Machine, having read through the case file already and tossed it off to the side.

There was a copy of the file on Alfendi's desk, and he began skimming through it. After ten minutes, Deirdre announced from her spot on the couch, "It's so boring here."

"Then go back to the apartment," Alfendi replied.

"No way."

"Then stop complaining."

"Can I look at the case you're working on?" she asked, turning around in the chair to face him.

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because you're not allowed to."

"Why?"

"First of all, you have to work here, which you do not, and second of all, you have to be qualified, which you are also not."

"I am qualified."

"With a medical degree in America."

"It's not like anyone can tell the difference."

"Everyone can tell the difference. They're in two completely unrelated fields of work."

"So?"

"So you cannot help with cases."

"Fine then. I'll find something to do myself," she replied, turning back to face the wall before glancing to see if he was looking her direction or making any motion to. When she concluded that he wasn't going to, she crossed the room, careful not to step on any papers or make any noise, to quietly take the case file off to the side and sit back down, back facing Alfendi as she read through it, figuring out in her mind who the culprit was. She looked over at Lucy, who was still entering evidence into the machine, two stacks of evidence beside her, and placed the case file on the chair, out of Alfendi's view, as she walked over, purposely stepping on a sheet of paper so it would crinkle, and asked, "Can I see this?"

Lucy, absorbed into entering evidence into the machine, absentmindedly answered, "Aye."

Deirdre grabbed a piece of evidence from one of the stacks, wanting to look at it in closer detail as she sat back down in the chair, comparing the evidence file to its description in the case.

After a few minutes more of reading, said, "Do you really need a machine to do this? It's so obvious."

Alfendi looked over to see her skimming through the case file. He immediately switched personalities before standing up and snatching it from her fingers.

"Hey! Ally!" She twisted around the moment the case file was slipped out of her hands, glaring at him as he closed it and walked back behind his desk.

"I already told you, you're not allowed to read through case files," he snapped, tossing the folder on his desk. Lucy, already knowing they were going to argue, didn't even bother to turn around and continued on entering evidence files, switching the placement of the stacks to begin the next one.

"Why do you think I read the entire thing before speaking?" she smirked.

He looked up at her, replying, "There's no way you read the entire thing."

"Really? Then let me finish reading it."

"No."

She frowned, angrily demanding, "Then what do you expect me to do?!"

"I don't know!"

"Well then what did you think I would do, just sit here for hours?"

"I didn't invite you here, you chose to just come!"

Then Lucy spoke up, tired of their nonstop arguing, "Prof, she could do the case with us. I'm sure t' Commissioner won't mind."

Deirdre's eyes lit up, and she replied, "Yeah! I'll just do them with you, Ally!" Then she walked over to his desk, slipping the case file from his hand from over a precarious stack of papers and folders.

"Deirdre-"

"Now you have absolutely no argument, and I get to help!"

He groaned in frustration, giving in. "Fine, but don't mess anything up."

"Oh, just worry about yourself for once," she shot back, opening the case file to continue looking over the evidence.

Though they'd ended up letting Deirdre help with the case, she wasn't allowed to interrogate criminals, no matter how much she argued.

"Ally! Why can't I?!"

"You're not allowed to!"

"But why?!"

"Because of the risks of being around criminals, no one except investigators are allowed in that room if they're not being interrogated!"

"But that's totally unfair!"

"Yes, it is, because you shouldn't even be looking at cases in the first place!" he shot back, stepping out the door after Lucy.

"Ally!-"

She was cut off by the slam of the door, and she screamed in frustration, locked in the Mystery Room, and more importantly, out of the interrogation room. She paced the room for a few minutes, venting her frustration, before looking around the room for the recently solved cases, looking for interesting ones. She found a file from years past, where her brother had been suspected (which to her was only a little surprising), though it had gone unsolved until just a few months ago. Catching her interest, she skimmed through it until Alfendi and Lucy came back in, and she quickly closed it and tossed it aside, knowing it would be hidden in the mess and sure that Alfendi wouldn't want her reading any case, especially that one -which made it all the more intriguing.