Okay, so I was going to update this yesterday, but Mary Fricken' FREAR decided to crash Fanfiction... or fanfiction decided to crash on its own... I don't know what happened, but the point is that I tried to do my job and fanfiction wasn't working...

OH! And twice in two days, two different professors decided to cancel class and not tell me. Not cool.

Especially after I didn't get my coffee with ice cream this morning!!

Disclaimer: um, check another chapter? I'm hungry, tired, hot and generally unhappy at the moment. Call back when I have coffee....

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Chapter 9

Getting To Know You

The boy was serious. Inspector Watson's face fell.

"What makes you think that?" He asked, scratching his head. Maybe the kid saw something that the others didn't.

"Um- C-could everyone go back into the s-seats they had before he was kk-killed?"

Watson turned to his partner, Bianchi, and she nodded to him. His lips scrunched in thought before he turned to the boy. "Yeah, that'll be okay." He turned to the customers. "Could everyone go to their original seats?"

The patrons grumbled, none so loud as the owner, but did as they were told.

"I-I was a-at the c-counter." The boy pointed between two girls who waved and then came over.

"Hi!" the smallest girl said cheerfully.

Watson put on a strained smile. Did this girl not notice the dead body being carted out? "Hello."

The taller girl put out her hand for a shake, a somber look on her face. He gave her hand a firm shake, glad that at least she was taking this seriously. "And you are?"

"I am Boba Fett, she is Jazz Hands," The smaller girl was pointing them out. She did a hand motion when she said 'Jazz'. "And this is Chup Racobra"

He was not impressed, his frown deepening. "No, really now, who are you?"

'Boba Fett' moved her hand in front of his face. "You don't need our identification."

Watson felt his eyebrow twitch as he heard his partner laugh in the background.

"What she means is that once Chup identifies the real killer, you won't need our names." 'Jazz' said. 'Chup' looked like he was going to faint for a moment before the two girls put their hands on his shoulders. "Look around. What do you see?"

Chup looked around the café before settling his eyes on the two people around the bathroom. Watson followed his gaze, trying to figure out what made those two stand out. They both wore sunglasses and hats but it was a hot day.

"Why-" Chup stopped and swallowed. He wasn't sure of himself. "Why is the girl over there wearing a wig?"

Watson blinked before striding across the room to the girl in question. Her glance at the man on the other side of the bathroom did not escape the eyes of the detective.

'So they're in something together.' He thought as he ripped off the hat and wig of the girl. "So who are you, really?"

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" The co-worker of the murdered wouldn't shut up as he shook Andro's, aka Chup, hand.

It turned out that the woman was the murdered man's wife and the man her lover. She didn't say anything but her lover cracked under pressure. The co-worker had nothing to do with it.

"Yeah, yeah." Sain/Boba pushed the man away and then messed Andro's hair.

"Good job." Mar gave a soft smile that Andro soaked up.

"B-but I didn't-t do anyt-thing!"

"Right, totally pointing the cops in the right direction was doing nothing…." Sain trailed off and patted his head.

Andro's heart swelled. He had, for the first time in far too long, done something that he had chosen to do without being forced and it was the right thing. He smiled brightly at the two of them, feeling a change in himself. And he liked it.

"So, who are you guys, really?" Watson wasn't letting the group get away without some answers.

"We're- uh…." The two girls looked at each other. "The good guys?" They looked back at Watson, a nervous smile on their faces.

Andro actually stepped forward. "I am Alessandro." He said softly but clearly. He lifted his hand up to the detective's face, showing the emerald fisherman's ring. The detective's eyes grew wide, his jaw dropping. He knew exactly who he was now.

"And they…?"

"Ever heard of 'Got a Hunch?'"

Watson nearly fell over. Of course he had heard of them. Everyone in the world of law and order knew of them. All had different opinions of the group (most not good) but they closed 100% of their cases.

Now he had his own story to tell. He looked into the eyes of Sain and Mar, knowing them for who they were and suddenly realized that he couldn't tell anyone.

"So, now that we understand each other?"Mar asked quietly. Watson nodded dumbly. Bianchi rose her brow, wondering what was wrong with her partner. He waved her off.

"Alright then… We'll be going now." Sain said, starting to walk away.

"Alessandro- I mean." Watson had spun to watch the most powerful human walk out of the café. "If you need- I mean…" He put his hand over his chest, hoping that the teen would understand. Andro nodded, a smile breaking out on his face.

The three left…

The journey back into the Vatican was uneventful, but Andro thought he had enough excitement for the day. He had already decided to light a candle for the murdered man, wishing he had asked for his name. Mar said she would get it for him and he thanked her.

People were rushing around but no one was calling his name so they probably weren't looking for him.

"Alessandro?" Using his full name made him worried but Sain's nervous tone nearly freaked him out. Strike that, it freaked him out.

"Y-y-yes-s?"

"We need to tell you something." Mar seemed uncertain as well. "The whole truth. About ourselves and about your enemy….and what happened in Barcelona."

"M-m-m-my en-n-em-my?" He took a deep breath to keep himself from fainting, but Mar guided him to the bench anyway. Which was probably a good thing.

"Yes. The enemy of the world." Sain sat down on the bench across from him. Mar sat down next to Andro and held his hands, which helped to calm him. "He wants to start a war between you and the Empire."

"B-b-but-t-t w-why?" He couldn't understand why someone would want someone else dead. The image of the dead man flashed through his eyes. 'Good God… Good God'. For a moment he was in shock before Mar squeezed his hand.

"He wants to change the rules of the world… through fire." Sain said, looking up into the heavens.

"'Igne Natura Renovatui Integra'"

"Through fire will the world be reborn." Sain looked thoughtful. "Or at least, that's what Jen says."

Andro looked around. There was only the three of them.

"W-whose Jen?" The question had been bothering him for a while: Sain would talk about Jen, Jaz and Jim, but he never saw them. They only talked to Sain.

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