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Okay.. I really don't understand why all these numbers show up! Really sorry about that! Hope everyone likes this chapter! All my love-Katie-

NO OWN JIMMY!

He stood facing the empty room. He was leaving his imprisonment.. had been here a total of three days. He had many visits, but none from Cindy since the one two days before. He hadn't any nightmares either. He took the card from his bedside. It was a card that had been signed by all his peers.

Get well Jimmy-Cindy-

He noted the gentle hand of hers. He had never seen her handwriting before. Maybe eons and eons ago. He took some of the chocolates and gifts he received, but that card, would be his favorite. He smiled and stuffed it into the new science book that his parents bought him. He smiled warmly. He closed it tightly shut.

"Right, I think I have got everything now"

"Okay then, lets go.." he looked at the bed he had been confined to for three days.

"Right.." he said with smiling. They drove home in silence. Jimmy couldn't help but stare out the window. The snow was melting beautifully now like the ice around Cindy's heart seemed to be. He smiled. He had never realized just how beautiful spring was... how just like he.. It was. Hiding under the snow and cold... he would eventually bloom, with all the colors of the world. With, or without Cindy, there was hope for him. Somewhere... he stared at the window pane harder. He touched it softly... He saw her face engraved on the glass. Her green eyes looked at him... she smiled.

"Neutron.." she softly said.

"Cindy.." he said.. she stretched out her hand and touched his. He intertwined his fingers softly with hers.

"Jimmy.." she smiled again. Then she moved forward and softly and touched his lips with hers.

"We're here Jimmy!" his mothers voice called him from his daze out the window.

"Right.."he said and opened the door. He was home. He went inside. He could smell the beautiful scent of his family. He dumped his stuff on the nearby couch. After nearly thinking he would never return.. This was beautiful.. He was surprised with the emotions that all of his thoughts provoked. A tear fell on his cheek.

"Welcome home Jimmy.." his mother cooed and kissed the top of his head.

"Yea.. I missed this place.." he said warmly. She touched him again. Her hand was upon his mark. He noted that it seemed to grow dimmer. But, he ignored the facts that were right in front of him. Almost as an act of unwillingness.

"Right.. Well I have to go to my lab and see if I can find anything else.."

"Of course, go on.." He hurriedly ran outside and entered his lab. He fell on the hard floor. Goddard stirred and then waking, he ran toward him and licked him furiously. Laughing heartily Jimmy said.

"Yes, hello boy.." he said as he patted his head. He stood and sat on the chair. His blank computer screen was a warming site. He smiled warmly.

"and so it begins again.." his voice said to the darkness around him. He clicked the mouse. His research began.. Again.

Well, if this Randall kid is involved. He must've had a reason for killing Brea.. He thought of the options. They were few. Well, maybe he cared for Brea... but no one hardly knew Brea. Something just doesn't fit... he stared at the computer... Furiously he threw his fist on the table. The table shook a bit and a paper fell off, he picked it up and stared at it.. it was in his handwriting. RESEARCH- DD. He had forgotten that with all that had been surrounding him. Who did she say it was? He tried to jog his memory. He closed his eyes and saw Breas image.

"I mean, I had better go, now DD, she was my great aunt. And they find nothing on her because well, she kinda .. Was put in an insane asylum under the name Beatrice Nelson. So, there, I8217;ve helped you. Do you believe that I'm not evil yet"

Her voice spoke gently. He opened his eyes and he looked at his wrist. The angel was bright again. Brea was communicating with him again. She was helping him...

"Why.. Thank you.. Brea.." he laughed again. He stared at the screen. He clicked it, and on the empty space. He typed in Beatrice Nelson. He pressed the search button. It popped up with options. Old newspaper entries were most dominant.

'Millionaire.. Goes insane after death of sister.' More information-

He clicked on it astounded. He read.

The richest women in Littleton has been pronounced legally unstable, and is being moved to a mental institution as quickly as possible. Apparently her psychologist, says that she had no feeling of being unstable, but only till recently after the death of her sister had she 8216;lost it8217;. We have done much research on the sister to find exactly how she died. It was said that her twin sister, Janine Nelson-Felon was killed in a car accident last year about this time. She had one small daughter named Brea. The girl will be staying with her god-parents which have been chosen for her as the Marigolds of Retroville. Our prayers will be with her for sure. Our prayers are with Beatrice as well. For now, Beatrice will be locked in Retrovilles insane asylum. Where she will be kept until further notice. Why Retroville? This is a direct quote from Beatrice herself.

"I must be with my sister! I MUST BE WITH HER! SHE WILL BE HARMED!"

We just laugh at this subject and put her there to shut her up. Beatrices fortune on the other hand, will go to Brea as soon as she is old enough to take it.

The article ended abruptly. He laughed at it. Maybe there was more to this whole affair then what seemed. But what on earth did this Randall have to do with it? Why did he kill Brea?

Next he went back to the search page, it was mostly the same article, he found more information, like where the two were buried, and were there fortune was hidden. It was in the Retroville Bank. BRAIN BLAST! It was as if he was hit by lightning he grabbed his coat hastily. He threw it on and hurried out the door. He was nearly running now. He finally arrived at the local bank. He budged through the people and he could hear them yelling at him.

"Right.. Sorry! In a hurry here" he said urgently. Out of the breath the teller stared at him.

"I am.. Here to find some information on a person named, Beatrice Nelson.." he said hastily. She eyed him over her spectacles.

"Why may I ask? A boy about your age and demanded to know the air to the fortune.. You aren't going to do that are you?"

"WHO WAS THAT?" he asked pounding his fist into the shelf.

"I dunno... I didn't see his face.." he smiled. He was on to something.

"Why? What is it?"

"This may have something to do with the suicides that have been taking place.."

"How the .."

"Will you give me the information.."

"Yes, just a moment.." she spun around and searched the many folders. She pulled out one that was black. She handed it to him.

"Give it back soon though.. Now be off with you.."

"Thank you so much! You have helped the whole town of Retroville"..he cried happily and ran out the door. He found a nearby bench and sat down on it. Things sure could move fast... he needed Cindy. She would want to know about this. He stood back up and ran.. And ran as fast as he could back home. He raced through the door and reached for the phone, breathless, and confused he dialed Cindy's number. It rang and rang..

"Hello" her voice spoke.

"CINDY! GET OVER HERE NOW!"

"Sheesh! Okay Neutron!" he hung up and sure about a second later the door swung open.

"What is it?" she asked. Her hair was wet, she stood there in blue jeans with a rip right in the knee area, and a red top.

"Look what I found.." he said happily as he waved the folder in front of her..

"What is it?" she asked taking it from him. He neared her as she opened it.

"Oh my gosh!" she saw the articles of money, and of riches and her mouth gaped open.

"We have found that Brea was rich.. But what does that have to do with you and me?" he asked as he studied the papers.

"I may know.."she said quietly.

"What aren't you telling me Vortex?" he asked her demandingly.

"Right.."she paused" Well, Randall mentioned her once.."

"Who?"

"Brea.."

"HE WHAT?" he said as he backed off a little bit. She looked into his eyes.

"He said that he had met her before, and she was the only one that he knew here..."

"How did they meet?"

"No idea.."she said unsurely.

"Wait, who are Randalls parents?"

"I dont know.. I know his uncle is this Mr. Marigold guy..." Jimmys jaw dropped.

"WHO DID YOU JUST SAY"

"His uncle was named Mr. Marigold.."

"And he liked you right"

"Yes, but.. What does that have to do with anything?"

"They knew each other.. They... knew each other! She was staying at his uncles house Cindy! I think I've figured it out!" he shined brightly with the news. She stared at him confused.

"FOLLOW ME VORTEX!" he yelled at her. She followed him down the tube to his lab.

Once they were down in the depths of his lab.

"Neutron.. I dont get it! Whats going on?"

"A plan! A bad plan! A SCAM, OBSESSION.."he yelled as he turned toward.

"OBSESSION OF WHAT?" she yelled back as she reddened in the face.

"YOU!" he oozed with joy.

"Me?" she asked as she blushed. He smiled and calmly replied..

"You.."