Title: Turnabout Advent

Length: 25 Chapters- Chapter 1 (250), Chapter 2 (162), Chapter 3 (401), Chapter 4 (605), Chapter 5 (200), Chapter 6 (195), Chapter 7 (355) Chapter 8 (424), Chapter 9 (563), Chapter 10 (287), Chapter 11 (455) Total (3897)

A/N: Okay, so there will be next to no mention of Christmas for the next few chapters because *drumroll* THE PLOT IS HERE! And by plot, I mean the case. We've got a murder on our hands, folks! First person to review this chapter gets to choose/make up one of the witnesses for the case!

December 11

"Bye, Nick! We'll see you on Christmas!" Maya and Pearl waved as Phoenix boarded the train. He'd spent the day with them at Kurain Village, telling Pearl stories about Frosty the Snowman, Rudolph the red-nosed Reindeer, and most importantly, Santa Clause. Luckily, he'd managed to catch the last train of the night to get back home.

Once the train ride was over, Phoenix remembered that his phone had been off all day. Smacking himself on the forehead, he turned it on as he walked to his apartment. Within moments, the cell phone went crazy, indicating that he had six missed calls and four new voicemails. He quickly called his voicemail, punching the code so he could hear the messages.

'Hey pal. It's me, Gumshoe. I called ya twice and ya didn't pick up, so I figured I'd better leave a message. I know I'm not supposed to talk to you about this stuff, but we've got a murder on our hands and I just know she didn't do it. Crud, I gotta go—' The voicemail cut off after someone in the background began shouting angrily.

'Mr. Wright.' This time, it was Kay Faraday's voice greeting him. 'I seem to have gotten myself into some trouble, and I need your help. I'm being accused of murder, so I'm assuming you know where to find me. Please, at least hear my testimony.'

Realizing that he had a new case on his hands, Phoenix saved the voicemail and checked his watch.

"Blast! Visiting hours are over. I'll have to wait until tomorrow morning." Phoenix sighed and resumed playing his messages.

'Gumshoe here again. Listen, pal, I wouldn't be asking ya for help, but I'm desperate… It's Mr. Edgeworth. The girl, the suspect I mean, she's a friend of his and… it doesn't look good for her. If you won't take the case for me or her, do it for him. Please.'

Phoenix was walking in the door of his apartment when the final message began to play.

'Wright. I am calling to request your help in a matter most urgent. You… you are the only one who I can trust. The suspect in this case is innocent, and I need you to prove it.'

And with no warning, Edgeworth's voice simply stopped and the mechanical voice of the answering machine began to speak.

'End of new messages. To listen to your messages, press—' it prattled on as Phoenix slowly sank onto his bed, not bothering to change from his jeans and gray sweatshirt. Edgeworth, Miles Edgeworth, had just called and asked for his help.

'He needs you. He cares about you.' Kay's words from days ago resonated in his mind, taunting him until he finally drifted to sleep.