A/N: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews for the previous chapter. I'm glad you liked it. I hope you'll like this next chapter just as much.

Disclaimer: I only own Renee and Noel Lorenzo.

Something was weighing heavily on the mind of sixteen year old Noel Lorenzo. Like all of his neighbors, he and his mother had been questioned by an FBI agent about the hit and run of a little boy that took place about a couple of weeks ago. Like everyone else, the two of them hadn't witnessed anything. But in fact, Noel was keeping a secret. A secret so big, it could solve the whole case. If only he would tell.

Noel stood by the window in his bedroom, with a distraught expression on his face. He ran a hand through his dark hair as he contemplated on whether he should say something or just mind his own business. Finally, he picked up his video camera from his nightstand and proceeded to walk downstairs.

Renee Lorenzo had been sitting at the dining room table, with a cup of coffee in her hands, when her sixteen year old son, Noel had approached her.

"Mom," Noel began. "there's something I gotta tell you."

"You mean you need to tell me something," Renee corrected her son. She always preferred the proper use of grammar.

Noel rolled his eyes. "Right. Sorry, there's something I need to tell you," he corrected himself.

"Don't be rolling your eyes at me," Renee snapped at her son. "That's very disrespectable."

Noel cringed a little. Although his mother was only about five feet tall, he feared her. She was a no nonsense type of person, who would speak her mind if she needed too. She never laid an abusive hand on anyone or said anything abusive towards anyone. There was just something scary about her voice whenever she scolded someone for any wrong doing.

"I'm sorry, mom," Noel apologized. "It won't happened again."

"I accept your apology," Renee's voice grew kinder. "and I apologize for snapping at you. Now what is it you need to tell me," she asked, before taking a sip of her coffee and then placing the cup back onto the table.

Noel sighed heavily as he sat down in the chair next to his mother. "Do you remember when that Agent, Emily Prentiss came here last week and questioned us about the hit and run of that kid," he asked.

"Yes I remember. His name was Jack Hotchner," Renee said matter of factly. "It's a shame what happened to him. I remember when you and I first moved here about a month ago, he, his father, Aaron and Aaron's fiancée, Beth were the first people to welcome us," she smiled fondly as she remembered the day she and her son moved into the neighborhood and were greeted by Aaron, Beth and Jack. Her smile soon faded and was replaced with a sad look. "Jack was a good kid. A damn good kid," she wiped away a tear with the napkin she was using. "I've been meaning to bake a casserole and send it over to Aaron and Beth's house along with my condolences, but I feel as though, they'd want to be alone during this tragic time. I know I wanted to be alone when your father passed away a few years ago. I didn't want to see anyone or talk anyone expect you, for about a month," she lightly ruffled her son's hair as she smiled at him. She pulled her hand away when she noticed the worried look on his face. This worried her too. "What is it, my son? Why do you looked so worried," there was a great deal of concern in her voice.

"I lied to the agent when she was here," Noel admitted.

Renee was stunned. "What do you mean you lied," she asked.

"After I came home from the movie theater, that evening Jack was hit, I noticed I had left my video camera outside on the railing of the front porch," Noel began. "Well, when I brought it back into the house, I noticed it was still filming. And so I watch it and…" his voice trailed off.

"Go on. I'm listening," said Renee.

Noel sat the camera in front of his mother. "Here, see for yourself," he pressed play on the camera, revealing a shocking video.

After watching the video, Renee was both shocked and angry. "Noel Gabriel Lorenzo, why didn't you say anything about this, when that Agent came here last week," she ran a hand through her dark wavy hair and slammed her fists down onto the table, causing Noel to jump slightly. "You know I have a zero tolerance policy on lying!"

"I know mom and I'm sorry," Noel apologized.

"You better tell me why you lied," anger was rising in Renee's voice.

Noel shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. Iguessitsbecauseilikeher," he mumbled.

"Speak up and quit that mumbling," Renee demanded.

"I said, I guess it's because I like her," Noel said more louder and clearer. "She goes to the same high school I go to and I think she's kind of cute and I just don't want her to get in trouble for what she did."

"Oh I see what you mean. You think because this girl is cute," Renee pointed at the paused video. "she should be able to get away what she did. Yes I agree with you one hundred percent. Anyone who's that damn good looking, shouldn't be punished for their crimes," she sarcastically said.

"That's not what I mean, mom."

"Well, it sure as hell seems like it," Renee stood from her chair. "Get up," she demanded as she folded her arms across her chest.

"Why," asked Noel.

"Because you and I are going to go for a little ride. There's someone we need to talk to," said Renee.

When Noel refused to leave his chair, Renee attempted to pull him to his feet by pulling on his ear.

"Ow mom! What the hell," said Noel as Renee kept pulling on his ear. "Okay! I'm up! I'm up," he rubbed his ear when Renee finally released it. She didn't hurt him too bad, but it did hurt like hell, though. "That hurt worst than when that boy in New Jersey punched my face a couple of years ago in Science class!"

"Quit your damn whining and go get in the car," Renee demanded.

End of chapter twenty one. I'd really appreciate it if you left me some reviews. Good or bad, I'll accept both. Just please don't be rude if you didn't like it. Thank you for reading. I'll try to have chapter twenty two posted as soon as possible.