A/N: Back with the investigation of the final case! Today's phase of it will be a chat with the lead prosecutor, and moving the investigation from the main location briefly. Enjoy, my readers!

Inside the manor kitchen, the Newmans seemed to be in the middle of a lunch break, since they were both eating sandwiches. They looked up at the sound of Juniper, Robin, and Sheila entering the room.

"Good afternoon, dear. Come eat with your family, you must be famished," Mrs. Newman said pleasantly. "We even made an extra sandwich in case you wanted more."

"Thank you for the food, but I don't think I could stay here that long!" Robin said, as stiff as she always was when around her parents. "I'm here to ask about the case!"

"That's no reason not to sit down and eat while we talk," Mr. Newman said. "Listen to your mother."

Juniper cleared her throat. "Actually, I'm the one that wanted to ask questions. Robin is here to help me."

From behind the two of them, Sheila said, "And don't forget about me! This is a very serious investigation, so please answer as seriously as you can."

"This is a motley crew you've made for yourself, Junie," Mrs. Newman said, sounding amused. "But the prosecution should always work with the defense. Ask away."

There were so many questions that Juniper wasn't entirely sure where to start. She decided to see if she could get as much information as possible. "In the course of half a year, it seems that you've convinced Robin to flee to another country, you gained the former queen as an ally, and now you've taken over this case. Why have you done all of this?"

"You certainly decided to pick the most complicated question right off the bat," Mrs. Newman said, sighing. "But all of them have the same answer- because I must see this through until the end."

"That's rather vague, Ma'am. Could you give Juniper a better idea of what you mean by that?" Robin asked.

"I can't elaborate too much, but I can say this." A darkness filled Mrs. Newman's eyes. "All I wanted was to look out for my family, but I've been pushed to take more and more drastic measures."

Then everything she's done are these 'drastic measures' to protect her family? It does match up with what I've heard before.

"Then you're saying that you've been doing everything in order to make sure that the person that's been after you doesn't catch you?" Juniper wondered out loud.

"That is surprisingly accurate, Junie. But not really related to the case at hand, so I won't say much more than that."

As much as a part of Juniper wanted to keep pushing, she also knew that a Not Guilty verdict for Bailey was the most pressing problem. "Prosecutor Newman, it was proven in court that there could have been a third person at the crime scene. I believe that's enough reason to consider other suspects besides Bailey."

"You did surprise me earlier. However, that doesn't mean the defendant should be left off the hook," Mrs. Newman said. "It is equally as likely that Bailey could have stabbed the body before a third person entered the room."

"There's something that's stuck out for me. Whoever the third person was, they knew to press the button to ring for Bailey, even in the dark," Sheila suddenly said. "They clearly know the layout of the house on an intimate level."

Mrs. Newman raised her eyebrow at this. "You can be pretty insightful, little girl. But you should leave the hard work to the adults, alright?"

Sheila puffed out her cheeks indignantly. "Hey, I was being serious!"

"Then let me be serious to you in return. No fingerprints were found on the button," Mrs. Newman said. "So there's no way to prove who pressed it."

Bailey shrank into herself, looking ashamed. Robin glared at her mother. "That doesn't mean that she was wrong! It just means that once it is proven, the case will be flipped on its head!"

"It doesn't feel like there's any point in continuing this conversation. This will have to be settled in court," Mrs. Newman stated firmly.

Juniper noticed at around this time that a certain someone hadn't spoken up much so far. "Mr. Newman, is there a reason that you haven't talked?"

"My apologies. There is nothing wrong, but there didn't seem to be a need for me to contribute," Mr. Newman said quietly.

"You always say what's important," Mrs. Newman said affectionately. "Besides, I like your company and that's what matters."

"There's something that I've always wondered. How did you and Dad meet?" Robin asked curiously.

Is this really something we should be talking about right now?

Before Juniper could vocalize these thoughts, Mr. Newman started talking.

"I've been a construction worker before you were born, Robin. But when I met your mother, I was the defendant accused of skimming money from the company."

"Oh no! Then what happened after that?" Robin exclaimed, completely invested.

"I was the prosecutor assigned to the case, but I knew from the moment I saw Richard that he was innocent," Mrs. Newman said. "I refused to prosecute the case until I could find the real culprit that stole the money."

This struck Juniper, because this story sounded very familiar- just like Robin, when she refused to convict Andres Artisan.

"Diana not only saved me from a false conviction, but my job when she argued on my behalf after the case," Mr. Newman said. "She didn't need to do it, but she did it regardless."

"I could tell that you truly cared about your job and doing it well," Mrs Newman said, reaching across the table to hold her husband's hand. "That is what made me fall for you."

"Aww, how sweet!" Sheila cooed. "It's like something out of a fairy tale!"

Juniper felt like a heel, having to interrupt this conversation. Still, she cleared her throat and said, "Thank you for telling us more about the case, Prosecutor Newman. We'll continue our investigation elsewhere."

"If you know where to look, the investigation need not be long, Junie," Mrs. Newman said cryptically. "We are both searching for the real killer, after all."

"At the risk of being redundant, it was just proven in court that this was a suicide!" Robin pointed out.

"That being true does not preclude there being a true killer," Mrs Newman said, before falling quiet.

It didn't seem like there was anything else to talk about, so Juniper gestured for Robin and Sheila to follow after her. Even as they left the kitchen, thoughts raced in her head.

This case being a suicide doesn't mean that there can't be a "real killer"? What is that supposed to mean?

The sound of Juniper's cell phone ringing shook her out of her stupor, and she answered it.

"Greetings, Juniper. By chance are you finished with the investigation around the manor?" Hugh asked on the other end.

"More or less. Why do you ask?"

"Because I have been investigating with Prosecutor Gavin, and we have encountered something that you must see for yourself," Hugh said urgently. "I will come pick you up in my car, and we can go there together."

"That's fine, but should we take Sheila with us?" Juniper asked. "I've had her with me for my investigation so far."

"This won't exactly be her area of expertise, so it might be best to leave her with a certain grumpy detective," Hugh said. "They have been bonding, whenever they spend time with each other."

"Okay, then come pick us up soon!" Hanging up the phone, Juniper said to Sheila, "Could you please go to Detective Skye? She could probably use the help."

"I'm always happy to spend time with the detective lady!" Sheila said cheerfully.

June 6th, 2029

Prosecutor's Office

3:00 p.m.

After Hugh used his car to take them to the prosecutor's office, they met with Klavier inside. Klavier didn't have his usual, suave smile on his face.

"It didn't take long for us to find the good Fraulein Newman's office, and after some investigating we encountered important information," Klavier explained. "As the saying goes, seeing is believing. Both you and Fraulein Robin must see this with your own eyes."

With that ominous statement hanging in the air, Klavier directed the rest of the group deeper inside the office, until they found a door labeled "Diana Newman", and they entered inside.

What immediately filled everyone's line of sight was a large whiteboard. It was covered in what appeared to be photographs and newspaper clippings, with someone having drawn lines connecting them. Next to the whiteboard, the work desk seemed comically out of place in comparison.

"It looks like she was further along in this then I thought she was," Robin said. "I've seen this before, of course! Before I was fired, I was in this office a few times when this was being worked on."

"Then you can perhaps give us some insight on what is going on in your mother's head," Prosecutor Gavin said, studying the whiteboard. "And perhaps give us a reason to not be overly concerned."

"Believe or not, this is how she always handles a case," Robin explained, pointing at the elements. "Look over here, for example!"

Robin pointed to a corner that had Bailey on it, with the word defendant written under it. Also in this corner were pictures of Juniper, Ema, Klavier, and Hugh, with the words "potential suspects- had access to the crime scene" written under them.

"I notice that your mother does not discount you as the culprit," Klavier said wistfully. "Her logic is not incorrect, objectively speaking."

Robin didn't seem to have anything to say to this, but did start gripping her proof of friendship.

As Juniper kept studying the board, she saw a group labeled "under less suspicion- were in the east side of the house", which had herself, Mr. Newman, Chief Prosecutor Edgeworth, and Klavier. However, the last name had something else written with it: "is an ally".

"Prosecutor Gavin, when I talked with Detective Skye earlier she told me something rather concerning," Juniper said quietly. "That when offered a chance to prosecute this case yourself, you turned it down. Why did you do that?"

Klavier started snapping his fingers. "Ah, it was only a matter of time until you found out about that. It's simple- Fraulein Newman asked me politely to not get involved, and I acquiesced."

"Somehow that doesn't answer anything!" Robin cried out. "You are her ally according to the whiteboard, but you're also investigating her? How does that work?!"

"It is a complicated affair, and nothing sums it up better than this office. Because before your mother took residence here, it once belonged to someone else." Klavier physically moved the whiteboard off the side, revealing what was on the wall behind it.

Robin and Juniper gasped at the same as they saw what was on it. There were paintings on the wall that had a surreal style that could only belong to Constance Courte. The subjects were varied- there was a familiar portrait of Juniper on the wall. There was a second portrait that looks vaguely like Bailey, her clothes a mixture of her maid outfit and her bailiff outfit. A third painting had what appeared to be Robin, whose red outfit had been fused with a prosecutor's badge.

"Oh wow!" Robin exclaimed, with all other words failing her.

"This used to be Professor's Courte's office," Juniper said, speaking what they were all thinking. Then she noticed something on the wall that wasn't a painting.

It was an old photo, developed from an instant camera. The photo had been ripped in half, and the half on the wall showed a woman that bore a striking resemblance to Robin, but in her twenties and wearing a blue Themis Legal Academy uniform. The woman was smiling brightly, her arm around the waist of someone that couldn't be seen.

"That is the main reason why I needed the Frauleins to see this with their own eyes," Klavier said, still in a serious mood. "Because that photo is of none other than Diana Newman, in her school days."

"Prosecutor Gavin, with all due respect, there's an immediate contradiction in this!" Robin cried out. "My mother is wearing a uniform for the defense attorney course!"

"Ah, but that is where you are wrong, Fraulein Robin. It is only in recent years that the prosecutor course had red uniforms, and the defense course had blue, to emulate the Chief Prosecutor and Herr Wright." Prosecutor Gavin took something out of his shirt, and showed it to everyone. It was a photo of a younger Klavier, wearing a blue Themis Legal Academy uniform. "For my entire time as a student, the uniform colors were reversed. The same surely applied to the Fraulein Newman."

Juniper found she was now thinking about something else. "Okay, but then why did Professor Course have this photograph on her wall?"

Klavier played off a solo of air guitar. "That question leads to the climax of this office investigation! Because my own research has uncovered a crucial fact- Constance Courte and Diana Newman were classmates of the prosecutor's course, in the same year."

Ripped Photo of Mrs. Newman added to the Court Record

"This is certainly a shocking piece of information. But I fail to see how it relates to the case," Hugh said evenly. "And that's what we should be focused on right now."

Klavier chuckled lightly. "I am unsure how it relates as well. But no information is ever completely useless."

"Okay, so my mother took over Professor Courte's office, but it seems like she didn't move anything that was here before," Robin said. "So if we look around, we might find more here that Constance left behind!"

With that thought in mind, Juniper saw the office with new eyes, searching for anything that seemed off. Looking over at Mrs. Newman's desk again, she noticed that one of the cabinets was sealed off with cellophane tape. This sight unsettled Juniper, for reasons that she couldn't put her finger on.

"You noticed that too, Fraulein Woods. If we open that, then this office's owner is going to know it," Klavier said. "But if we don't, then the information inside there is going to be lost to us."

"I think I know what the idea is here. If we open that cabinet, then my mother is going to have grounds to accuse us of mounting an illegal investigation!" Robin shouted, glaring at the sealed cabinet. "Ahhh, this is so annoying!"

"If a defense attorney does it, that will certainly happen. But as they say, it is easier to ask forgiveness than permission. Surely there would be nothing wrong with borrowing my coworker's papers, ja?" Klavier bent down, and tore the tape off, opening the cabinet.

Juniper cried out in surprise. "Will you really be okay, Prosecutor Gavin?! I don't want you to get in serious trouble for our sake!"

Klavier flipped his hair, his expression untroubled. "Don't shed tears for me, Fraulein Woods. As a prosecutor, I believe in the pursuit of the truth. If putting my badge on the line will serve that truth, then I will make this a final performance to remember!"

With that dramatic statement hanging in the air, Klavier investigated the now open cabinet. He pulled out what appeared to be a case file. "Oh ho ho. It appears we have found the elusive case file that Prosecutor Newman presented in court."

This being the first time Juniper had seen the file up close instead of from the other side of the courtroom, she was able to notice handwriting on the case file that read "it all started here". Juniper also recognized that- "This is Professor Courte's handwriting!"

"I recognized my mentor's handwriting as well. Perhaps this is why Prosecutor Newman was so insistent on this case file as the motive," Klavier said. "Tomorrow in court, she may argue that Bailey was trying to reclaim her birthright and that drove her to commit murder."

"I wonder why Robin's mother decided to keep everything that belonged to Constance Courte?" Hugh asked. "She left parts of the office completely untouched when she took over, but I fail to see a purpose."

"I'm wondering that too, but what's in this file?! We need to know that if we're going to mount a defense against it!" Robin pointed out. "Please show it to us, Prosecutor Gavin!"

"Who could resist that cute face and that brimming passion?" After he was finished teasing, Klavier opened the case file. As he flipped through it, a crease appeared between his eyebrows, and a frown on his face. Without a word, he showed it to Robin, Juniper, and Hugh.

The contents of the case file had little annotations, seemingly written by Constance Courte as well. The one on the page that Klavier was showing read, "This is when Diana was unfairly struck down by the prosecutor's office", while pointing to a newspaper clipping.

It was when Juniper read the clipping that she felt as if the world shifted beneath her feet.

Demon Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth gives his thoughts on the controversial Not Guilty Verdict of today's trial: "Mrs. Newman was clearly too emotional to be an adequate prosecutor. She should be removed from the prosecutor's office posthaste".

Mysterious Case File updated to Old Case File in the Court Record

Little did I know that I had only just begun to peel back the curtain that obscured the truth behind everything that was happening, and everything that had happened up until now. Whether or not I was ready, soon I would be thrown headfirst into a stained past, and how it affected the present case.

To be continued.

A/N: Everything is starting to tie together. This marks only the halfway mark of the final investigation. There is much more to be done before Juniper and company are ready to go to court. Now, as always, I want to know what the readers think is happening. See you next time! Please review.