Laura

March 19, 2015, 2:16 p.m. Silas City PD

Laura came in late that day. Really late. Then again, she had been up until almost five in the morning arresting the Chief, so she'd earned a lie-in. She looked around and confirmed Carmilla wasn't there, hardly surprising, but still disappointing. Laura found Danny and Kirsch outside one of the interrogation rooms.

"Guys! What's going on? Has she said anything? Do we know where Elsie is?" Danny shook her head,

"Nothing. Whenever we ask anything we either get cryptic hints or a sarcastic comment. Maybe we should send Will in there."

"Hey, not cool. Will is like, totally upset about his mom being arrested, and he's being super cool about it. Don't involve him." Danny let out a breath,

"Yeah, you're right. Want to try taking a crack, Hollis?" Laura nodded,

"Cool, we'll be watching from in there." Kirsch jerked his thumb at the next door over and Laura nodded again. Once they'd gone in the other side, Laura collected herself before going in.

"Detective Hollis. I was wondering when we'd talk." The Chief was handcuffed to a table and still managed to look like she was in control. She really was good.

"Chief. Had a good day?"

"Well, having my daughter and her partner storm my house was an interesting start." Laura frowned,

"Wait... Your what?"

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to let that slip," The woman's smile looked far too gleeful to be apologetic, "Carmilla tried so hard not to let anyone know. How clumsy of me."

Carmilla was the chief's daughter. Carmilla was the chief's daughter. Carmilla was the chief's daughter.

Laura shook her head to clear it. Time to focus on the facts.

"Ch-Ms. Karnstein. Your fingerprints were found on one of the victim's bodies. Why was it there."

"Well, I imagine I left it there." Laura gritted her teeth. Right, cryptic hints and sarcastic comments, how could she forget? Perhaps a direct approach.

"Fine. Did you imprison and then kill the girls?" The chief eyed Laura appraisingly for several long moments, and Laura knew she wasn't going to say anything. She had the right to remain silent, after all.

"Not alone." Laura tried not to look surprised.

"Who helped you?" She asked, and felt incredibly proud when her voice didn't waver. The woman across from her smirked.

"One of my children. I wonder who it was. That is your job to figure out I'm afraid." Laura felt her face pale. She stood up and left the room, without another word. She closed the door on the sound of the chief chuckling. Danny and Kirsch joined her a moment later.

"One of her children. We knew about Will, but Carmilla?" Danny blurted out.

"Dude, Will's my bro. He never lied about being the Chief's kid." Kirsch looked upset, and Laura definitely knew how he felt.

"Danny. Can you please place Carmilla under arrest?" She asked, "Kirsch, if you don't want to do I can-"

"No. I can at least do that much." Kirsch said quietly, and Laura smiled and hugged him quickly,

"I'm sure he's fine. He'll be out before you know it." She said softly.

She really didn't want to think about what that would mean for Carmilla.

Carmilla

March 19, 2015, 7:32 p.m. Silas City PD

Carmilla sat in the interrogation room that she'd been in all day. They would probably move her to a holding cell soon. Detective Lawrence had been grilling her most of the day, and she was tired. Fortunately, the redhead didn't know the meaning of the word "subtlety" so Carmilla had managed to piece together most of what had happened.

The one downside to the fact that she was alone now was that she had time to think.

Her mother was a murderer, a murderer who, if she was telling the truth, was being helped by Will. Carmilla knew she was innocent, and in any other circumstances, she wouldn't even suspect Will. The door opened and she looked up eagerly. Even repetitive questions were better than being left alone right now.

Laura came into the room and Carmilla's stomach dropped at the same time her heart rose. The effect was to make her feel slightly queasy.

"Nobody's listening." Laura said, nodding at the one-way mirror that took up one of the walls. If anybody but Laura had said it, Carmilla wouldn't have believed them.

"I'm innocent." Carmilla said quickly. She didn't know why she bothered, how many times had Carmilla heard those exact words from guilty mouths? But for some reason, it was important that at least Laura knew that she was no killer.

"I want to believe you," Laura said, sitting down across from Carmilla, "Convince me." She begged. So Carmilla started talking.

"Fine. My birth name is Mircalla Karnstein. When I turned eighteen I knew I wanted to be a detective, and I knew that I wanted to do it myself. I never wanted to be "the Chief's daughter." I wanted to do my job. So I changed my name, so nobody would know who I was." She looked at Laura, "I swear, I did my job. I've helped people, Laura. I wouldn't throw that away. I'm not a killer. She could never make me help her. You have to believe me." Laura looked at her for a long time.

"I do believe you." And even she sounded surprised by the words. Carmilla fought the smile that was threatening to break out.

"Thankyou." Laura stood up,

"I'll talk to Danny. I think we can get you out of here." Carmilla actually did laugh at that. How did she manage to fall for someone so naive?

"Good luck with that one, Cupcake."

When Laura left Carmilla sat back with a sigh.

It wasn't a question of how she'd fallen for Laura. When had she fallen for Laura?