a/n: I am so tired right now... ::dies::

Again, thanks for previous reviews. That's all I can feed on to help me write the next chap. I need that and doritos. Lots of doritos.

"Jimmy… Are you okay?" a familiar voice whispered.

"Hey, Mom…"

She rushed over to him and hugged him, pressing against the padding she wore underneath, which was part of her costume when she last saw her saw her son, as Conan's mother. He still couldn't believe it was her under all that get up, but he knew it was her by just looking at her eyes. Why he never saw it when they tricked him, he'll never know. Those never change no matter what form you take. She finally pulled back and wiped a stray hair from his face then leaned and kissed his forehead. She had missed him so much.

"I was so worried… I was afraid something would happen," she said softly.

"I'm alright now… Where's Dad?"

"He's finishing up some business and then he's flying here."

"We heard about Agasa… What happened, Jimmy?"

He told her briefly how there was a child's body found with an unidentified pill, which turned out to be the same one that did the very same thing to him. Agasa seemed to have found a cure and called him there, but when he got there… It was too late.

"I'm so sorry," she said slowly.

"Don't be... It's my fault things happened that way."

"No it's not, there's no way you could have known it was a trap," she reassured, brushing her hand against his soft cheek. His face stayed lowered avoiding her eyes.

"I should have known better."

She simply sighed and looked at her son, who was obviously hurting. She wished that she could do something to make it better. Parents always say how they miss their children when they grow up; they miss that innocence and their small, fragile faces. She missed seeing the Jimmy she knew, the person he wanted to be.

"The doctor says you should be able to be released tomorrow, just don't run around and make yourself out of breath."

"Yeah… I know."

"So… What are you going to do now, Jimmy?" she asked while getting up then walked over to the window then peeked though the blinds in curiosity. The sun was just about gone leaving nightfall in its place. Surrounding buildings lit up like the stars themselves one by one.

"I don't know anymore…All I'm worried about is that Rachel's okay."

"I'm sure she's going to be alright, she's strong."

Rachel…She hadn't seen her in so long. It almost seemed like yesterday when Rachel and Jimmy were out playing in the yard at their old house. Looking out the window, her eyes settled focusing on her own reflection. She turned and sat by Jimmy again and held his hand, rubbing her thumb on his hand gently.

"You know it's best for you to come back with us."

"I know… But I just don't think I can do that."

She sighed and looked at her son in slight frustration. "I can't have the possibility of losing you again. This is just too much for you, trying to this by yourself. You're a great detective, I know that but you're still just a kid. You're my kid."

"Yes, but their always going to be tracking me down till' they know I'm dead. I can't just leave everything… I feel close to finding them. They need to be stopped. I can't stand the thought of them hurting anyone else."

"I think I know what's best. You should really let us help you and come live with us. "

"Mom, I just—"

A knock interrupted from the door.

"We will discuss this when your father comes," his mother said quickly. "Come in."
"Hello Mrs. Edogawa," replied a tired Richard with a coffee in hand as he slipped by the door and greeted them.

Jimmy watched as he talked with his mother, seeing Richard actually being pleasant—

'Scary'

It's amazing how people change in circumstances like these. Sadly sometimes that's what it takes to change a person. Their voices began to drift away, as did he into a much needed full night's sleep. Curling under the covers his thoughts seemed to be louder than the voices in the room. He wished he didn't have to worry anymore. He wished he'd never left Rachel that day… He wished… Things could have turned out differently…He only wished….

a/n: That's all for now, r&r