Al Drin Hoshizora: She's being nice because Janet killed someone. She thinks that Janet lowered her standards, which is why she congratulated her.

I am a burglar: Thanks for giving away all your information. Time to call the police.

WE ARE THE ROBBERY: Hey, Janet's a hero now. No way she's suffering now.

Sure enough, Janet was brought in for questioning, along with the rest of her family. They were asked to explain the events of their encounter with the robber in detail.

It was surprisingly easy to explain. David explained how he and Isabella first encountered the robber in the basement, stealing valuables. Isabella told them of how Sam came downstairs and witnessed this. Felix and Agatha, who had only arrived in the aftermath, didn't have much to say.

Then it was Janet's turn. For a moment, she hesitated. Then, she filled them in on the details. About how she had heard the gunshot, and gotten the knife just in case. She confessed to having acted out of instinct when she saw how the burglar had a gun, and had wounded Sam, and stabbed him in the side. She hadn't intended on murder.

Janet had thought that she would be placed in a juvenile detention for her actions. She was stunned, however, when the reply was, "From what you've said, we see nothing but self-defense. You were within your rights to use lethal force."

"W-What?" Janet asked, stunned.

"There will be no charges against you," The police chief said. "You are free to go."

Janet felt like she had been allowed to enter Heaven. Slowly, she and her family left the department, all of them feeling like they had taken a huge weight off of their shoulders.

Janet most of all.

"Hey, Janet," Isabella said. "I'd just like to say thank you, for saving my... our brother."

Janet just smiled.

At the hospital bed, the family stood around Sam, who's shoulder had been bandaged up, the bullet successfully removed. He still looked much more tired and weaker than usual.

"How are you doing?" Felix asked, concerned.

"Okay, considering I got a bullet to the shoulder," Sam explained, coughing. "I'll be fine. How was Janet?"

"I'm... fine," Janet said, forcing a smile. "It was nothing, really. I'm just glad that you're okay."

"T-Thanks for saving me," Sam thanked, smiling in spite of the pain he still felt after the operation. Janet leaned over and hugged Sam, careful not to touch his injured shoulder.

"I was talking with Kizzy the other day," She revealed. "She made me feel a lot better about things."

"Wow, I didn't know she had it in her," Sam mumbled to himself, remembering his time spent with Kizzy. She had rarely ever made him feel better about things. He patted Janet on the back.

"I'll be back home in no time," He reassured her. "You just look out for the others while I'm gone."

Janet smiled, and held hands with Sam for a few seconds. Then, they left.

When they were outside, Janet was surprised to see Alexis standing by the door of the hospital.

"Well, it seems everyone likes you now," She told her. "Looks like you're a hero now."

"I'm not a hero," Janet told Alexis firmly. "I killed someone, and nothing will change that. I'm me."

"Oh, well that's... fine," Alexis said. "But, now you're going to be on the web. I can just see the headlines: Eight-Year-Old Girl Stabs Robber-"

She was cut off when David punched her in the face, knocking her backwards. "Oh, stuff it, Alexis," He snapped at her. The family left, leaving Alexis holding her aching nose.

Janet skipped off in front of her family as they walked home. As she did, she looked up at the skies.

"If you're listening to this," Janet said up to the clouds. "I'm sorry for what I did. I just hope I can find forgiveness for your death."

With that, she joined her family as they walked home.

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