"Knock knock." Trevor called into the open door. Emily appeared walking through the kitchen and smiled at him.
"Hey... is Sierra here?"
"Duh, I'm here." A little girl said from behind Trevor.
"Hi, I'm-"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're Emily. Are you gonna help me with my homework or not?" Sierra asked impatiently.
"Um, yeah." Emily whispered, giving Trevor a confused glance.
He shrugged and grabbed Sierra's shoulder, "Hey. Be nice."
"Whatever." Sierra threw her things on the table and spread out her books, "Number 12 please."
Emily nodded and leaned over and began studying the workbook.
.:.
Cal stared at the woman and sighed, "What was she doing that day?"
"She was just going hiking or something." The mother said with a shrug.
"Wait... did you just say hiking?" She nodded and he sighed, "Um, alright. With other people or alone?"
"Some boy... I never got his name though. It was a one time thing and I didn't think that it was necessary to learn his name." She said with a sigh.
"Alright..." Cal mumbled.
"What about hiking?" She asked.
"Nothing... my daughter has just recently taken up hiking." He whispered, holding the cap of the pen in his teeth as he made a note.
"Oh... be careful."
"I am very sorry for your loss." Gillian whispered, putting a hand on the woman's arm, "You can go home now."
"I want to find the killer. Whatever I can do to help... let me know." She said, standing up and making herself smile. She walked out sadly, ignoring the looks she got from Loker.
"What the bloody hell are we supposed to do? We know nothing!" Cal exclaimed, "We know that he kills them. All girls. And around 16. What if Emily becomes a target? The past six deaths have the same fingerprints... but they are more distant fingerprints, like older ones. Like he has touched them before." Cal combed through his hair with his fingers.
"We will figure it out. And I don't think that Emily is in danger." Gillian whispered.
"Yeah, hopefully. But she has started hiking. And she is 16. And she is a girl." He shook his head and sighed, "I'm going home. See you tomorrow... anyone special coming in?"
"Yep. The last mother." Gillian whispered, "Hopefully she will have information for us."
Cal nodded and walked out.
He drove home and walked in to hear voices coming from the kitchen, "What the bloody hell is he doing here?" Cal screamed, walking into the kitchen.
"Dad." Emily whispered, "I didn't know you were coming home early." She started to pull him into the living room, but he glared over her shoulder, "Chill out. Gosh. I am just helping his little sister with math homework."
"Someone else is here?" Cal asked, glancing into the kitchen.
"Yes. Sierra... his little sister." She shook her head and walked back into the kitchen, "Sorry he freaks out a lot." She said to Sierra with a small laugh.
"Hey, we better go." Trevor whispered, standing up and grabbing Sierra's backpack.
"Yeah, totally." Emily muttered shooting Cal a pissed look.
"C'mon Sierra." He whispered.
Cal stood at the door and pushed Sierra through, but stared at Trevor, "Come here boy."
Trevor gave a terrified glance to Emily and was dragged into the living room by Cal, "Yes sir?"
"You can't just come to my house while I'm not here." Cal hissed into his face.
"Dad! We weren't doing anything!" Emily yelled.
Cal ignored her, "You can't just come into my fucking home and be alone with my daughter... when I'm not here!"
"Dad! We weren't alone!" She yelled again.
"I am very sorry sir. I asked to come over. I put her on the spot. I am sorry and it won't happen again. Please forgive me." Trevor whispered solemnly.
Cal stared at him and said, "It better not happen again."
Trevor stared at him for a minute and then nodded, "Yes sir."
Cal stared at him and stepped back, "Get out." He pointed to the door and nodded.
"Yes sir." He walked out and was soon driving Sierra home.
"Really Em?" Cal asked madly.
"Oh please dad... his little sister needed homework help. We weren't doing anything. I promise." She rolled her eyes and sat down at the table.
"Don't talk to me in that tone... and don't push the blame over to me. You had a boy here without me!" He hissed.
"Calm down. It won't happen again." She mumbled.
"Sure as hell it won't. If it does you will never see little 'Trevor' again." He raised his eyebrows and walked upstairs.
Emily sighed and walked into the living room, turning the TV on.
A/N: I put them together so you would have a longer chapter! Thanks for keeping up with me!