So… I'm sick. Again. Hi. ;)

I really wanted to write yesterday, actually, but couldn't find the time. But I have time now, so let's go!

**I don't own Death Note. Never have, probably never will. Also, I make typos. And I am often too lazy to correct them, so if you hate reading stories with typos, you've been warned.

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10. Iron Wings

Watari guided me to the bedroom I could sleep in. With one glance I knew that the bed had never been used, but there were suitcases on the floor. Even though I felt the temptation to look when Watari left, I didn't. I sat down on the bed and tried to think. How did I end up here?

Showing weakness was stupid. I knew that. Allison had known that. But somehow, showing weakness was easy, especially when L was involved. Not because he didn't see the weakness, but because he was to inhuman to call it a weakness. He didn't understand why I didn't want to be alone tonight, so he rolled with it, not sure what to call it. That was my current theory.

And, of course, being alone in a hotel room didn't make that much difference, so I hurried back to the main part of the room, where L was sitting in his chair behind a laptop and Watari was sitting behind a table. I decided I could play mother for a while. 'Do you guys want something to eat?' I asked.

'Why, thank you for offering, Olivia,' Watari said with a gentle smile. 'In the extra room there's a fridge with cake, but also some drinks and other food. Could you grab one piece of cake for Ryuzaki and one cup of coffee for me?'

I was kind of disappointed that Ryuzaki didn't request his cake himself – though I wasn't sure why that disappointed me – but I nodded and bowed before heading to the extra room. The extra room was supposed to be some sort of living room, I guessed, but all the chairs, couches and tables had been moved to the bigger room. Now it was more like a kitchen, with a fridge, a coffe-machine and a table with some other kitchen-stuff. I grabbed a piece of the first take I took out of the fridge – it was pink from the smell I could immediately tell that it was something strawberry related. Strawberry-cream, maybe? It smelled good, so I secretly took a piece of myself as well, but left it there. I could come and grab that later.

I made two cups of coffee, one for Watari and one for Ryuzaki, even though he hadn't asked for coffee. And I made sure to bring a lot of sugar and creamer with me. Right before going back, I decided that I could use a glass of soda. I took the strangest looking one – the one that smelled like cherries – and drank a whole cup before I went back to bring them the coffee and cake.

Watari thanked me as I places his cup on the table, but I was hesitant to walk towards L for some reason. Then I swallowed my odd feelings and walked over to him, putting the coffee and cake – along with the sugar and creamer – on the small table behind him.

'Thank you,' he said as he immediately started dropping sugar cubes in his cup of coffee.

I rolled my eyes and looked around, thinking about things to do. I didn't really want to do anything, really. Watching Watari and Ryuzaki work was enough for me. So I grabbed a chair and but it besides Ryuzaki's chair, sitting down on it in the exact same way. Sitting so close to him clearly wasn't what he'd expected, because he looked at me with an expression that I would call surprised if it had been less indifferent.

He looked away almost immediately and asked: 'Can I help you with something?'

I shook my head. 'No, not really,' I said.

Silence. Then, precisely 23 seconds later. 'Anything you need from me?' he asked, turning around to look at me for about two seconds before looking at his screen again.

I smiled, but my arms around my legs and leaned my head on them so I could look at his better. 'No. I just enjoy looking at you.'

Wrong thing to say. I blame the lack of sleep and the fainting earlier today. There was no other way I'd ever say such a thing.

Lucky enough for me, Ryuzaki had no idea what to do with that comment, so he simply ignored it. Well, he did say 'alright, then', but that's not much of a reaction.

Then, around 35 seconds later, Ryuzaki asked: 'Who's Allison?' He wasn't looking at me, but at the screen. If I hadn't known any better, I'd thought he was talking to his laptop. Or himself.

I should've known Watari would tell him as soon as they were alone. He hadn't been there because he was worried. He had been there because Ryuzaki needed someone to spy on me and he hadn't been available because he'd been too busy with Light. Great. I was Ryuzaki's second choice. Not sure if that should make me happy or not.

I sighed and scratched my forehead. 'You know who Allison is. You read the report. You probably know more about that case than I do.'

'Probably, yes,' he agreed, making me want to roll my eyes again. 'But you have information from within that I will most likely never be able to obtain.'

I sighed. 'The case is closed. Allison is dead now, anyway. Let it go. I don't want to talk about it.'

'It's said that talking about it helps,' Ryuzaki said, clearly saying that because he read it somewhere, not because he agreed with the statement.

'And I've talked about it for months,' I answered. This subject was making me both tired and annoyed at the same time. 'I never want to talk about it again, okay?'

No answer. I hoped that Ryuzaki had decided to drop the subject, but he clearly didn't, because a few minutes later, he said: 'Do you secretly wish for Kira to kill him?'

'Oh my god, Ryuzaki!' I shouted. 'I don't want to talk about it! How many times do you want me to say it?'

Suddenly, he grabbed my wrist. And not weakly either. Like he was trying to handcuff me with his own hand. 'Calm down, I was only wondering. I can see clearly now that this subject make you upset, so I won't ask question about it for now.'

'You were doing great until the 'for now' part,' I told him, trying to free my wrist. 'And let me go, will you?'

He released me, almost as if he didn't want to, and went immediately back to work.

I waited a few minutes before I started the counterattack. 'I'm not stupid, you know.'

'What makes you believe that?' Ryuzaki asked me and I wasn't sure if he was joking or not. I really hoped he was joking.

'For the good of our – kind of – friendly relationship I'll ignore that,' I told him. 'But I know that there's more going on. You want me to spy on Light, but you don't want me to be alone with him – at least not always. You don't want another officer on the case, which either means that you think I'm smarter than the others and would know a way to fool them if I were Kira – or Kira's accomplice – and you decided to assign yourself, not only because you don't trust the spy abilities of the other police officers, but also because you have a slightly weird fascination with Light. Am I right?' Now I know I was too tired to think straight. I normally wouldn't say anything like this. 'Ssh. No, don't say it,' I said, pushing my finger against his lips. Somehow, that seemed funny to me, so I laughed. 'I don't like being wrong, you know!' I giggled and took my hand back.

Ryuzaki didn't really react to me suddenly touching his face. 'I noticed. You only speak when you're absolutely certain. And even if you speak when you're not, you speak very hesitantly.'

'Thank you for the brilliant observation,' I said with a smile. 'You know, you're kind of like a child sometimes,' I added, laying my head on my knees again, yawning. 'A really old, kind of hot, but horrible posture, child.' I giggled again. 'That sounds weird.' I closed my eyes, tried to sleep now that my mind wasn't thinking about Allison, or him. It was thinking about children, cake and Ryuzaki. Three things that weren't necessarily bad… until you had too much of it.

Right before I dozed off I heard Ryuzaki say: 'Should've just brought her home.' But that was such a strange thing for him to say that I assumed that it was part of a dream.

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When I was awake I refused to open my eyes. Not only did I notice that I was lying in bed now, but I also remembered that I had acted really strangely yesterday. Not only did I touch L's face! Come on! That's like a dream! But I also was incredible unprofessional.

Then I suddenly realised something. The cherry soda. I could slap myself! I should've known there was alcohol in that drink! And I couldn't hold my liquor at all!

I turned around in the bed and moaned. Ryuzaki probably smelled it, Watari, too. They must've realised it before I did. Dang it! Lucky enough for me I went to sleep quickly. Lucky enough for me it wasn't very strong liquor.

A few minutes later I walked into the main room with my clothes kind of a mess, looking at the police officers. There were more screen than yesterday and everyone seemed to be stressed for some reason.

'I do not mean to kill innocent people. I abhor evil and defend justice. The police do not have to be my enemies. They can be my allies.'

Oh shit. 'Where's Ukita?' I asked, immediately on guard as I tried to fit the puzzle pieces together.

Matsuda looked at me, sweating way too much. He had a phone in his hand, trying to call someone. The channel that was broadcasting this channel, probably.

But Kira never referred to the police as allies before and he never used the media like this. This almost feels out of character. 'It isn't him,' I said softly. I turned to Aizawa, since Matsuda was too busy trying to reach the channel. 'Is Ukita going there now?' I asked.

He nodded. 'Yes, he seemed to be in quite a—'

I ran off, takin the stairs hoping to catch up to him. This wasn't Kira. I was sure. He had a different feel, a different style of managing things. And the original Kira wouldn't even think of the police as his allies. He'd want to take the crown alone. This Kira – or whatever this person was – was one unknown to us. We didn't know how this Kira would act. Throwing himself into battle like this was dangerous.

While running downstairs, I heard his footsteps now. 'Ukita!' I screamed 'Ukita, wait!' I shouted louder when the running didn't stop.

I reached the end of the stairs and saw Ukita running. 'Let me come with you!' I shouted as I was running after him.

He stopped, surprised. 'What?'

'I'm coming with you!' I said. He looked at me with wide eyes. 'What are you waiting for? GET YOUR DAMN CAR!'

'Yes!' he agreed, still confused. But he let me come with him. When we reached the broadcast station, we saw that there was a camera outside filming the entrance. 'Stay inside,' he ordered me.

I rolled my eyes. 'No, you stay inside.' I narrowed my eyes as I tried to think. 'Call the chief, tell him to stay in the hospital. Tell him we got this. He will leave the hospital if you don't inform him right now. He doesn't need to come. I know what I've got to do.' And with that, I stepped outside, running to the camera.

'Kira!' I shouted, the crew behind the camera looking at me, confused. 'Or should I call you Kira II?' I asked, pulling up an eyebrow. I hoped that they were broadcasting this, the channel didn't matter. 'I know what you're doing, but the way you're doing it is wrong. Are you an idiot or something? You want to help Kira? Reach out to him. Don't piss him off.'

No reaction, but my phone rang. I picked it up, irritated. 'What?!' I spat.

'Stop the broadcast,' Yagami said before hanging up.

Stop the broadcast. Yes. Now that I delivered the message, that would be a wise idea. My phone rang again, but I was too busy with getting back to the car. I stepped inside of it and Ukita looked at me, still confused and completely shocked. 'Drive it into the building.'

'What?' he asked, even more confused.

I slammed my hands on the car door, irritated. 'Drive this stupid car into that stupid building. They won't let us enter if we use the door.'

Then my phone rang again and this time, I knew who it was. 'Stop whining, I'm stopping the broadcast,' I told him.

'Today's footage is already done,' Ryuzaki told me. 'I've already sent Aizawa and the others to retrieve the tapes and talk to Sakura TV. You need to come back to the office right now,' Ryuzaki sounded so strict that he almost reminded me of an angry dad.

I sighed. 'Yessir.'

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Ukita brought me back to the hotel, but after dropping me off he went back to Sakura TV right away. So I was alone in the elevator, taking as much time as I could to get upstairs. I didn't like being scolded.

As I walked into the room, Ryuzaki was standing there, only a few steps away from me. 'You're still alive,' he said, sounding only a little bit surprised.

'What's that supposed to mean? I haven't told anyone my real name, right?' I asked, kind of confused. Why would he think I was dead?

Ryuzaki put his hands in his pockets. 'Before you arrived, a few police officers were killed when they were trying to get into the building through the other entrance. They died of a heart attack less than a minute after being shown on television.'

I froze. 'What does that…'

'This Kira can probably kill with only a face,' he explained, saying what I'd feared.

Then I looked at myself. 'It's been over a minute now,' I said, confused. 'And I'm not dead,'

'No, you are in fact not. I can confirm that.' Then he looked at me and I saw it in his eyes. Never had he suspected me more than this moment. 'But you showed your face, trying to stop the broadcasting, even badmouthing Kira II in a way. So, tell me, Olivia, how come you're still alive?'

I looked over at the television screens. Some were still showing Kira's name on the screen, others were my face. There was no doubt. Kira II had definitely seen my face.

So… why was I still alive then?

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'Rem, what am I supposed to do? Is that Kira? Have I found my Kira?'

'I'm not sure, Misa. Kira's supposed to have no life-span at all. This human was one that's stuck on one.' And how did that happen? the Shinigami wondered as the blond girl kept talking about not liking the way Kira looked, that she'd expected it to be a boy and hotter.

'So… can't I just kill her?' she asked innocently.

The Shinigami slowly shook his head. 'If you want to find Kira, I believe keeping her alive for now is the better option.' I need time to work things out. I need time to figure out why this human's life-span doesn't end like it's supposed to…

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'So… what was Olivia doing there?'

'She was there obviously because she's part of the investigation,' Light answered, smiling smugly. 'The only question is… why didn't that fake Kira kill her the moment she appeared on screen? Is she a friend of the fake Kira? Is she the fake Kira and is she trying to put the investigation on a wrong track? But why would she attract that much attention if she was the fake Kira, or his accomplice?'

Ryuk chuckled, because he knew why. He'd been confused when he saw the girl's name and life-span, too. Even stranger was it that she always seemed to sense him, as if she could see him sometimes. But he'd figured it out. He'd asked around. Apparently, in some strange cases, when a life is supposed to end but doesn't, the life-span counter breaks and stops altogether. This didn't mean that she couldn't be killed, oh no. This just meant that no one, not even a Shinigami, would be able to know when. Right now, the broken numbers above her head were her safeguard. And the fact that she'd come so close to death meant that a small part of the other world had attached itself to her, enabling her to see Shinigami… to some extent. Ryuk still had to test to what extent.

'Humans are so… interesting.'

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Tum. Tum. TUUM. I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter. Some parts I really like, others Im not really sure about, but I just don't know how to change them to make them better. I actually didn't want to reveal as much as I did reveal in this chapter, but I decided to do it anyway because I was afraid it wouldn't fit anywhere else in the story. And I liked writing Ryuk's reaction and Rem's reactions to Olivia's life-span. Now if Ryuk would explain it to Rem, then Misa probably would kill Olivia right away…. So hope that doesn't happen!

Thank you so much for reading, everyone! See you soon!

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WildfireDreams: Thanks! Love to hear that you enjoy it! ;D

MM: Thank you, I never considered any aspect of me – or my stories – cool XD, but it's nice to hear. And yes, she kind of is. I'm worried that L won't get to call Light his first friend if it goes on like this… ;)

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