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"No problem Jazz. Oh and I have an idea…" The smile on his face was just a tad scary.

RACHEL'S POINT OF VIEW

"Thank you mam!" I called back to Longacre, as I went back to my make-shift electrostatic dust lifter. You know other than the fact that my entire team, well with the exception of Tommy my own little McGee, hates me; this is kind of fun. Then I about turned to Phillips and asked him to punch me, I was looking for my sister. My little sister who at that moment, may or may not be dead. She's alive. End of worries. While I was grieving and mentally kicking myself, two things happened. Tommy came bounding up the stairs like a two year old, in one hand tow bags filled with X-ray paper, in the other hand coffee.

"Hey Boss, here is your X-ray paper and here is your coffee. Black, just like you asked."

"Thank you Tommy! How much did the coffee cost?"

"Uhhh, two dollars."

"Don't you dare lie to me (yes, I did just watch The Blind Side). How much did it cost?"

"Four dollars and forty seven cents." He said quietly looking at his feet.

"I'll be right back." I ran to my room and grabbed my wallet. I came back in and gave him a five dollar bill. "Well, here you go."

"Boss, I-I-I couldn't."

"Yes you can, and you will. So take the money and get over it. I don't care what you do with it once you take it. Okay I just lied, I do care. You go buy drugs with that and I find out, that means two things. A) You are in some deep shit with me. And B) you are gonna get a lot of people asking you how in the world you got drugs in Forks. But most importantly, I'll probably kill you."

"Okay, Boss whatever you say." He took the money out of my hand, and thankfully every one ignored my spaz.

Then not two seconds later, I hear my mom's car. You have to understand, the window was opened from when I was waiting to test Tommy's fear of heights, so I could hear her car. It's just something I learned I will always know what that car sounds like. Then I heard screaming obscenities, further proving she's my mother.

"Alright I have to be gone, for about 5 minutes. Tommy, attach one sheet of X-ray paper to the cables, the generator is off, keep it that way. Alright, get pictures of the blanket, the makeup bottles, the shoe print, and the blood smear on the bed. If you finish that and I'm still not back, look around the room for anything else. My kits are on the floor, put the tools back where you found them, don't play with the chemicals, and there are instruction cards in the top for each. Okay bye."

I sprinted down the stairs to find, a mascara tear covered, angry as a bat out of hell, looking woman. I was proud to say, that it was my mom. I, almost naturally ducked under the police tape and ran to her, throwing my gloves off in random directions as I went. "Mom!" I called, getting her attention. She ran towards me arms out stretched. I nearly tackled her to the ground. I held her for awhile, feeling the sobs racking her small frame. She pulled away from me to look me in the eye.

"Wait, what are you doing in there? Are the questioning you!? Do they think you did it? They can't do that! You didn't have a parents' permission and-"

"Mom!"

"What?

"Chief Longacre needed a forensic scientist, and well he gave me the job. Amy's is my first case mom."

"But don't you have the whole conflict of interest deal?"

"Technically yes, but Longacre is my supervisor he gave permission. Not to mention there aren't enough people to have an IA (internal affairs) investigation. So I'm good."

"Can, can I come up there and see her room?"

I wanted with all my heart to say yes, if nothing more than to have a fresh set of eyes up there; but even though I wasn't legally a forensic scientist, I still had my own code of ethics and they had to be obeyed.

"Mom, you know I love you. And I do understand I really do! But you can't come up there, I-I won't let you. I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay. I understand. If there is anything you need, or if there is anyone up there who needs something, call me okay? I'll get it done."

"I know you will, thanks mom." I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her close.

"I am so proud of you sweet heart. I trust you, you'll find her. I know you will." She whispered in my ear, I almost cried. But I'm too stubborn and determined to do that.

"Thanks mom. I gotta get back up there." I thumbed to the door. "Love you!"

"Love you to darling girl!"

I jogged back up the stairs, smiling to myself the entire way.

JASPER'S POINT OF VIEW

I was really creeped out by Ed's smile. Which is weird, because I'm a vampire, getting wigged out doesn't generally happen. He just smiled at me and said, "Come on." So I did.

We ran back to the house, where Ed all but threw me into the garage.

"Amy practically did in Rachel's car right?"

"Uh yeah…"

"Well as you know I have my little project, I finished."

About a month before I met Rachel, Ed had bought a car. He made Alice promise not to tell anyone what kind. He had been tinkering with it ever since.

"No Ed, I couldn't." I said trying to muster up the strength to say that I couldn't give it to Rachel. "What kind of car is it?" I nearly whispered, giving in.

"Well, why don't you look?"

I moved to the left end of the garage where the ghost outline of a car could be seen covered by a white sheet. I pulled it off the car and gasped, it was possibly the most beautiful car I had ever seen, and I am rather fond of my Ferrari, not to mention it screamed Rachel. It was bright yellow, with black stripes. It looked fast, fun and furious in the best sense of the words. Which fit my Rachel perfectly.

"You truly are a frightening little monster. What kind of car is it?"

"It's a classic Challenger R/T. It's gorgeous isn't it?"

"Yeah." I breathed.

"Not to mention it has some significance for Rachel."

I spun around and looked at him confused. "Huh?"

"I got bored one day. NCIS was on and I decided to watch it. This kind of car was shown. It was the kind of car Gibbs wanted when he was teen; I fell in love with it. So I bought one and restored it, but I think Rachel could use it more than I could."

"You are the coolest brother ever!" I clapped him on the back. "Seriously man, I owe you so big!"

"So how you gonna give it to her?"

"I think I have a brilliant idea!"

A/N: So you guys like it? I really enjoyed writing it! I have spring break this week so I should be able to get out a few chapters out. Did anyone catch the 2003 Peter Pan reference in the last chapter? If you did you get huggage! Okay, I'm sorry if Jasper's POV is a little weird, I'm not a guy sooo it's hard to think like one. Thank you tons and tons and tons for all the reviews they make me really happy! So I think I'm gonna throw you guys for a loop next chapter, don't know yet though, I kind of think out loud, or erm out typing, when I do these little notes. Oh btw, Jackson Rathbone looks like Johnny Depp, hence him being highly attractive, just realized that today. Oh and the car that Ed and Jazz are talking about from NCIS appeared in the "Heartland" episode, forgot which season… Any of you guys watch Vampire Diaries? If so, how freaking hot is Ian Somerhalder!? And when he's shirtless, his hips have that little dip on either side that make that little "V" shape…and OH MY GOD I just want to hold him tight and have his babies! And Mr. Somerhalder if you by any chance read this, let me just tell you this, you is a sexy beast. Okay spaz is over, lol sorry bout that. Love you guys tons! KBYE!