Hands Where I Can See Them Chapter 35: Abby's Bracelet, a maximum ride fanfic

Hands Where I Can See Them

Chapter Thirty-Five

Max's P.O.V

"Abby, I need you to try and remember what happened that day."

Her and I were in the questioning room in the station. I was trying to get her to remember what happened the day she was attacked.

She nodded and bit her lower lip. I could tell she was really trying.

"I, um, was walking down the street. I'd just left school-"

She was going to say more, but I asked, "Were you by yourself?"

"Not at first. I was with Bobby. But we got to his apartment building before mine. So I was alone for a few blocks."

"Okay, what happened after that?"

"I stopped by a bakery to get a cookie. But I got scared when I saw this guy staring at me, so I left."

"Do you remember what the guy looked like?"

"Not really. I just remember his eyes. One was an emerald green, and the other was a very deep blue."

I nodded, "Okay, keep going."

"After I left the bakery, I kept walking home. I was walking past an alley when I felt someone grab my arm and pull me into the alley. I tried to kick and punch my way away from the person, but they were too strong. By the strength of the hand, I could tell it was a man. A grown man. Maybe about Fang's age. But he was bigger than Fang. The last thing I remember was him throwing me onto the floor, taking my charm bracelet and… then nothing."

"What bracelet?"

"My dad got me a charm bracelet for my birthday a few years back. I was wearing it the day that I got attacked. But when I woke up in the hospital, it was gone."

"Do you remember what it looked like?"

"Yeah. It was silver. And it had a heart shaped charm that said, 'Abigail Erin Beil: Always daddy's little princess'. Then another charm that was another heart that Bobby gave me. And a few other little charms."

"So, you're sure you don't remember anything past the man taking your bracelet?"

"Nothing. I'd tell you if I did, Max."

"I know you would," I looked over my shoulder to see if Fang was here to pick her up yet. He was. "Alright, kiddo. You can go now. I'm done interrogating you."

She smiled and left the questioning room, me following behind.

I went and sat down at my desk to review the tape of Abby's questioning that I'd took when Fang came over.

"What? Not gonna say hi to me?"

"I was going to. I just needed to check this tape first."

"And this is why I love having a girlfriend who's a detective."

"Why's that?" I asked, jotting a few things I heard from the tape onto a notepad.

"Because I love a girl who works. And doesn't get distracted easily."

"I do. Just not by you."

"What? My dashing good looks not good enough for you?"

"Oh, please. 'Dashing good looks'?"

By this time, I'd turned my attention to him.

"Yes. You cant even handle my sexiness."

"Ohreally?"

"Yes."

I rolled my eyes at him and said, "If I kiss you will you shut up?"

"Probably not. But you can kiss me anyway."

I stood up and kissed him lightly.

I abruptly pulled back when I heard a chorus of voices behind Fang say, "Awwwww!"

Those voices were Angel, Nudge, and Abby.

Another two voices (Sam and James) muttered, "Get it in!"

Yes, these are the people I call my friends.

I wrapped my arms around Fang's neck and kissed him again, extending my middle finger to them.

"Alright, alright, alright, everyone, get back to work! That means you too, Max." Jeb ordered all of us.

I kissed Fang one last time before he left with Abby.

I was happy that Abby was out of the hospital now because Ella is staying with Tess for the next week, so if Abby was still in the hospital and I was working, Fang would have been by himself.

I followed Jeb's orders and went back to work.

After about an hour of double checking the tape, our newspaper guy, Kale, came into the station.

"Who wants the paper first today?" he asked, waving it above his head.

"I do!" I said quickly.

Kale came over to my desk and dropped the paper onto my desk.

"Afternoon, Detective Ride."

"Afternoon, Kale."

I picked the paper up and flipped it open, just skimming over the articles.

I scanned the paper until I got to an article on someone who tried to pawn off a bracelet for cash without the registration papers.

I scrunched my eyebrows and looked at the picture the article had of the bracelet.

I placed the paper onto my desk and hit play on the tape.

I examined the picture closer. The bracelet pictured was Abby's bracelet.

"Jeb! I'm taking Sam! I just found something! We'll be back in like an hour!"

Jeb did one of those, "Kay, whatever." waves just as Sam joined my by my desk.

"Sam, check this out." I showed him the picture of the bracelet and hit the playback button on the tape.

"Sounds like a perfect match." he said once he'd finished listening to the recording.

I nodded and walked with him out to one of our police cars.

He got into the driver's side and drove to the pawn shop that had been listed in the newspaper.

Even though we wouldn't be able to get the bracelet because the pawnbroker wouldn't have taken the bracelet without registration papers, we'd probably be able to get the guy's name who tried to pawn it off.

The least I could do was try to get the bracelet back. Abby already had to spend Christmas in the hospital, so getting her bracelet back would be a good trade-off.

Sorry About The Fillerness Of This Chapter. ):

And Also Sorry For Not Posting For A While. ): My Computer Charger Broke, So I've Been Using My Sister's Laptop, And I Dont Have My Chapters Saved To Her Laptop, Only Mine. ):

A Better Chapter Will Be Uploaded -Hopefully- Wednesday. That's When I'm Supposed To Get A New Charger. (And Contacts!:D Lo. Random Fact About K.J: I Wear Glasses. ):