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Lucy's P.O.V. :

The shock and horror on the faces of our would be attackers only increased as Natsu's voiced intensified until he was screaming the lyrics to Hokey Pokey. I wanted nothing more than to throttle Natsu at that very moment. I nearly teared up, realizing that I would most likely die today and it was all Natsu's fault. I told him not to explore dead people's things. This is what I get for associating myself with people with hard noggins.

As I was deep inside the recesses of my mind, the most outrageous thing happened. Screeches sounding like a choking donkey trying to make babies with a hyena erupted down the hallway along with the clanking of buckets and clattering mops.

"Ayyy! Ayyy! Yayayaya! Ayyy! Ayyy! Yayayaya! Ayyy! Ayyy! Yayayaya!" was all we heard as Happy and Loke appeared outrageous as ever.

Happy, dressed in a bucket hat, leg warmers, a trash can dress and spoons taped to his arms, tossed Natsu and I a mop and proceeded to sink into his battle stance. Loke was dressed in a raincoat lined with multiple stink bombs, carrying a water gun that I assumed had no water in it whatsoever, and had a satchel filled with rotten apples.

Natsu, with a confident look on his face said, "You bastards are going down!"

One of the three men rolled their eyes, "Really? What are a bunch of high schoolers dressed like dumpster mongrels gonna do to us?"

"Bitch, I got spoons!" Happy yelled out like it was obvious we were on the winning side. At first nobody moved, but then all hell broke loose when Loke threw an apple and Happy tried to poke one of them with a spoon.

I just stood there stunned as Loke squirted his water gun in one of their faces. The man screamed and Loke responded, "Yeah motherfucker this is hot sauce!"

Natsu then proceeded to hit the man while he was doubled over until he fell to the floor. I just stood there holding my mop and wondering what has become of my life.

Happy was throwing spoons and trying to karate chop a guy, before he was pulled into a headlock and yelling, "Time out!"

I realized I couldn't stand there forever, so I had to hone my super ninja stick skills and keep Happy from getting his neck broken. I held the mop firmly with two hands and sunk into a firm stance and whacking the man over the head. We took this as a chance to run. As I was running for my life, I noticed something was off. I turned around to see Happy running at the speed of turtle.

Loke and I had to run back and drag him before we all got caught. Even though we were dragging a Happy along behind us, we managed to make it to Natsu's car, where he fumbled with his keys so much that he dropped them. If Happy hadn't been leaning half of his weight on me I would have clouted him in his head.

"Dammit Natsu! Try not to get us killed, we hardly got a headstart!" Like yelled kicking him in the back of his leg. Which then caused an imbalance that made Happy and I go stumbling backwards right into the hands of one of our pursuers.

"Oh hell, now we're really gonna die! Fuck life!" Happy yelled.

"You shut up! You were the one running like a dying sloth!" I yelled as the man grabbed Happy and I by the scruff of our collars.

"I'm tired of all you damn kids!" He growled as we were lifted off the ground.

"Yeah well, we're tired of you too! So eat my damn tomatoes!" Loke said throwing his rotten tomatoes totally disregarding the fact that Happy and I were standing right in front of the man.

"Loke you dumb fuck! You're hitting us not him!" Happy screamed, writhing around in midair. In midst of this, Natsu had finally opened the car door. Loke tumbled in totally forgetting all about the rest of us.

"I'm getting out of here, I don't know about you guys," he said as he hunched on the car floor. I wanted to bludgeon him so bad right then.

"Sir, I happen to think I have sharp teeth and I will use them if necessary," Happy said demonstrating how he would bite him. In response, he got shaken around so much that his head lolled to the side. For a second I thought his brain got detached and he was dead. I decided I needed to get us out of here myself because Happy was going to be brain dead for a while and Natsu was currently in a face off with another one of our attackers. I knew I couldn't rely on that damned Loke.

I did what I have always wanted to do. I threw my head forward and threw it back with all the force I had in my neck. My head collided with the man's nose and he threw Happy and I like lit matches. My nose smacked into the concrete and I was out like Happy in history class.

Detective Brandon's P.O.V. :

I sat at my desk with my hands propping my face, contemplating this case and all it's elements, and wondering if I would be able to ever solve it. Our encounter at the docks still had me shaken. Who was chasing us and why? What are we not supposed to see on those tapes? What in bloody hell actually happened at that party? There were so many questions ringing through my head and each harder to answer than the last.

"Are you thinking of what to buy me for a congratulatory present?" Richard asked strolling towards my desk with his hands in his pockets like the carefree bastard he was.

"Congratulate you for what?" I asked leaning back in my chair and raising my eyebrow.

"For getting married you asshat," he answered frowning.

"You're not even married yet. Show me the ring!" I said laughing.

"I will be. Don't hate cause you're forever alone," he said smiling, "Give me 6 months."

"I give her six months to realize what she's doing and run of with a French model," I said smirking at him.

He frowned again glaring at me, " Someone once told me I could be a model."

I rolled my eyes at his audacity, "Sure."

"Ready to see the tapes?" He asked.

"In fact I am. Lead the way," I said following into the tech room.

I sat down in a chair and watched Richard start spinning around in his like an elementary school student, like I knew he would.

"I think you guy's should watch this one, pretty interesting," a voice from the doorway said.

"Richard how old are you? You're gonna be a married man in a few months," said Kari, who always had a problem with everything Richard did. I nodded along with her.

"Oh shut up! Sorry for trying to enjoy myself. I swear I'm going to quit one day, all these people trying to bring me down. Why you gotta be so rude? Don't you know-"

"Really Richard?" Kari asked frowning at him.

"I'm human too? I'm gonna marry her anyways," I sang, just to irk her.

"Marry that girl!" Richard continued.

"Can you guys grow up?" She asked playing the tape and stomping out of the room. Laughter broke out between the two of us.

"What exactly is this a video of again?" I asked, my laughter growing quiet as all we saw was a women's bathroom. Pretty interesting my ass.

"I have no idea, but let's just watch." He said. I almost thought nothing was going to happen until we saw what looked to be a car fight, with none other than Ms. Madison Blakley.

"Wait zoom in. Who's she talking to?" I asked as Richard zoomed into the blond girl Madison seemed to be having a conflict with.

"Time?" I asked.

"8:15 p.m." Richard answered.

"Madison died 45 minutes later. She could have very well been the last person Madison spoke to. From the looks of this argument, she's our only suspect," I said.

"We need to find this girl," he said, I nodded in agreement.

Gray's P.O.V. :

I woke in a strange room. I sat up, stretched and combed my hair back.

"Are you awake?" Someone asked. I rubbed my eyes and looking towards the door.

"It's Juvia," she said coming in with a glass of water and a pill.

"You should take this before your headache gets worse.

" Thanks, " I said drowning the water with the pill, "but why am I here?" I said fearing I did something stupid last night.

"Juvia said you could stay here, you said you had no place to go," I cringed.

"It's fine, really. I'm sure I can find a friend to stay by," I said getting up and making my way to the door.

"Please Gray, can you just stay? I know you have no place to go and I know you don't have any other friends. So can you let go of that mountain high pride for once and let someone help you?" She said in a lecturing voice.

The look she was giving me made me scared to say no, "I'll stay, but only until I can find a place." A genuine smile stretched across her face as she jumped up and down and clapped. I gave her a funny look.

"Juvia will make you breakfast," she said pulling me down the stairs. She sat me down at the island and began pulling out ingredients.

"What are you making?" I asked, propping my head up on my hand.

"Pancakes, eggs, bacon, and sausage," she said as she turned on the stove. I drummed my fingers on the table thinking about how I was going to get revenge on my parents. A smirk spread across my face as I got a brilliant idea. My parents, well faux-parents, had a lot of pride and I was going to use that against them.

I slid my phone out of my pocket as I exited the kitchen. I dialed the number of one of the most respected reporters in the city.

"Brian, it's Gray. I need a favor," I said.

"Why should I do anything for you, you pretentious bastard?" he asked. I could see him frowning and glaring at a wall in his office.

"It'll interest you I promise. I got a story that'll make you rich," I said knowing I'd hook him.

"Start talking," he said and I smiled.

"I want you to write an article about me. Say I got some girl pregnant and refuse to take responsibility for the kid. Then continue to say how I a douche bag, womanizer. Then say how my father never taught me to respect woman as anything more than play toys, except don't put my name in it, say something like the Fullbuster's only son. Everyone knows who my parents are and thinks they're perfect, so can you do it?" I explained chewing my lip.

"You want me to write an article defaming you and your family's name? Is this the same pompous ass who waltzes into my office and eats my donuts?" he asked.

"I know it sounds weird, but I really need you to do this," I said anxiously.

"Okay, but I still think it's a bit fishy," he said suspiciously.

"Think whatever you want, get it done quick," I said purposely getting on his nerves.

"Hey asshat, I'm doing you a favor, don't try to-"

"By Brian," I said hanging up. I returned to the island and sat down to a plate full of food.

"Thanks, " said shoveling food into my mouth. Juvia's cooked for me tons of times, and I'm used to her food. I know I sound like an ass, but I couldn't stop thinking about how Lucy cooked it better. Shit.

I woke up with my head throbbing worse than a hangover. I slowly opened my eyes to find myself on the floor of Happy's living room. I had a band-aid on my forehead and Happy, Loke, and Natsu were sitting in front of me on the couch. I glared at them with as much fury as I could muster.

"Why am I on the floor and you guys on the couch?" I huffed.

"Well you were on the couch, but had nowhere to sit and we wanted to play COD. So we had to move you to the floor," he explained like I should have already known.

"Please oh, please just let this be a fucking dream," I said shaking my head.

"Why should it be a dream?"

"Because everything that's been happening lately makes no sense! Madison's dead, she's a freaky weirdo who chops fingers, we get chased by God knows who, and you guys show up in ridiculous costumes and think you can get us out of it! I feel like my life is a comedy show! What is life?" I ranted. I wished I could just go back to Junior year, Gray and I were happy, and life wasn't so damn complicated. Senior year is not what I thought it would be.

"At least I got us out of it. I planned our whole escape out, except when I fumbled my keys," Natsu said confidently.

"Well thank you Natsu the Great! You really got us out of that one. How did you think of that grand idea?" I said sarcasm evident in my words.

"Well I was thinking Madison died, and you may not have noticed, but I had to do some coding to get into that flash drive, and there was some pretty gruesome stuff on it, stuff some people might not want us to see. So I thought, maybe they could find a way to figure out we saw it. So I devised a plan-"

"Yeah, I'm bored with your speaking, shut up," I said feeling upset with life.

"No reason for you to be so salty, damn," Happy said.

"You can shut up too. You came in looking completely ridiculous and you didn't even help. What in bloody hell were we supposed to do with spoons?" I complained.

"No help? I'm the one who dragged your walrus ass into the car after you passed out like a wimp," He said not taking his eyes of the screen.

"Natsu take me home," I said standing up and walking to the door.

"I'm busy," I was so irritated at the moment that I nearly throttled him. All of this was his fault.

"I said take me home! I'm tired as hell and I have work to do," I said beginning to get upset.

"Fine, chill the fuck out."

I made my way to his car and sat in the passenger seat. As soon as he sat down I confronted him, "I know you didn't think that on your own. How'd you know?"

"How'd I know what?" He asked starting the car.

"That someone knew we saw it. You're not that smart," I said drumming my fingers on my door handle.

He gasped dramatically," You wound me. I'll show you when we get home."

As we rode the elevator to our apartment, I was both excited and anxious to what he was going to tell me. As soon as we walked in the door, he reached out his hand and slammed the lamp down on the floor. I stood there in shock for the second time that day and was about to slap him upside his head when he pulled out a small camera from the dust and shards on the ground.

"What the hell?" I said shaking my head, "Did you have to break the lamp to get it?" It had cost me a fortune.

He rolled his eyes, "I noticed it a few days ago, do you even remember what the lamp you bought looked like?"

I nodded, "Of course I bought it. It was burgundy, with red swirls and a brown and red lamp shade." What kind of question was that?

"Do you remember when you tried to throw a pillow at me and it knocked over the lamp?" I nodded again.

"And it had a crack in the side in the shape of a Y," I thought back to what the lamp had looked like yesterday.

"That lamp didn't have a crack in it did it?" I asked not wanting it to be true. He shook his head confirming my suspicions and killing me a bit on the inside.

"Someone broke into our apartment Natsu. Someone was in here and they have been watching us for Bob knows how long," I said looking at him with wide eyes.

Just then we heard a knock at the door. I opened it to two handsome police officers, but their looks were besides the point, I wanted to know why they were here.

"Can we do something for you?" I asked, not liking how they were eyeing me. They looked at the smashed lamp at our feet and their eyes narrowed even more.

"Are you Ms. Lucy Heartfilia?" The one with bright red hair and green eyes asked me. I nodded.

Immediately they cuffed me and said, "You are a suspect in the murder of the deceased Madison Blakley. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to consult with a lawyer and have that lawyer present during the interrogation. If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be appointed to represent you. You can invoke your right to be silent before or during an interrogation, and if you do so, the interrogation must stop. You can invoke your right to have an attorney present, and until your attorney is present, the interrogation must stop." I couldn't even process what they were saying to me. I turned back to see Natsu standing there stunned as I was dragged away.

I sat in the police car in shock. Why was I a suspect? Then something hit me like a 5 ton bus.

"Wait!" I said as I tapped on the glass, "Did I just get arrested?"

"Yes miss, you did," the policeman driving said.