A/N: Sorry this took so long to get up. It was written, but I guess I was just too lazy to post it. But also, FF.Net wasn't being very cooperative lately anyway. So it really isn't all my fault. Anyway, enough of my nonsense, lol, and on with the fic! Review please!
Wednesday, July 9th, 2003
4:45 pm
Besaid Police Department; Chief Officer Gregory Walters's officer
Greg ran a hand through his graying hair and sighed. "An entire month, and no one can get so much as a simple answer out of him. This is ridiculous…"
Mitch and another officer, Renee Everett, stood in Greg's office as well. "Sounds like he's going on our 'tough-nut-to-crack' list, isn't he?" Renee asked as she took a sip of her coffee.
Greg shook his head. "Whatever the case, he isn't going to give in to just anybody." He reached for a paper on his desk and handed it to the pair. "Look at this. It's the report one of the psychologists made just a few days ago."
"Talks in circles… plays mind games… uses philosophical references… asked why I thought he should talk to me," Mitch read aloud.
"Sounds like a self-righteous bugger doesn't he?" Renee asked with a smirk.
Mitch glared at her. "You think this is funny? Did you happen to see the photos from the murder scenes? Did you think that was funny?"
Renee's tongue in cheek attitude quickly faded. "No Mitch, it isn't funny. But this really isn't all that difficult of a case. Sure, the questions only he can answer won't be laid to rest, but this getting into his head bullshit is pissing me off. He's a nut! What more is there to know? Put him away for the rest of his life, let him make baskets in some institution somewhere, and that's it, done deal."
Greg and Mitch were both quiet for a while, until Greg spoke. "I wish I could do that. But this case is in connection with the Besaid Criminal Psychology offices, and they agreed to lend us the information they find on any cases similar to this after they get it from Tidus. So there's no easy way out of this one."
More silence.
"Well wait, what about his girlfriend? Maybe she can get through to him," Mitch suggested.
Greg's eyes lit up. "Good idea. I'll call right now and see if she'll get down here."
Wednesday, July 9th, 2003
5:31 pm
Besaid Criminal Asylum; cell block 8-C
"Now Yuna, don't say anything to aggravate him. Keep him calm and try to get him to answer some of the questions we talked about," Greg told her as the two walked down the dark hallway. There were cells on either side, but only two had been occupied. That meant one of two things. Either there were still crazy killers out there who needed to be captured, or there just weren't any out there to fill the empty cells. Yuna hoped it was the latter. It was hard to put Tidus in a category with people like these. She hadn't accepted it yet, and here she was, asking him questions about it.
She nodded. "I'll do my best."
"That's all we ask," Greg told her. "He's the next to last cell on the right. If you need me, I'll be right outside."
She nodded again and listened to his footsteps as he walked in the opposite direction. She took a deep breath and treaded forward.
She approached the cell she had been told Tidus was in and turned to face it. There, seated on the cot at the right side of the small cell, was Tidus. She was surprised to see he didn't look miserable, as she'd expected him to be. He almost looked happy, and she couldn't imagine why.
"Tidus…?"
He didn't jump. He hadn't seen her there, but he wasn't startled when she called his name out of nowhere. He turned his head to face her. "Yuna."
She nodded. "I, um… I wanted to talk to you. See if I can try to find out from you what happened."
His face turned grim. "For you or for them?"
"For me," she replied quickly. "For me, Tidus. I'm the one who wants to know."
He laughed and shook his head. "Yuna, you're so easy to read. I could always see right through you like glass." Yuna took her eyes from his and shifted her weight uncomfortably from one foot to the other. "They wanted you to come down here, thinking that since you're my girlfriend, you'd be able to get through to me and I'd tell you everything."
"Tidus that's not - "
"Oh come on! Don't look at me and tell me I'm wrong. You think I'm in here because I wanted to get caught? No. I'm here because you had to call me! You just had to call me up so they could trace the phone lines, didn't you?"
"Tidus, I was trying to prove to them you were innocent!"
He smiled at her futile attempts to right things. "Well that was one hell of a plan Yuna, because I'm not innocent!"
Tears were welling up in her bi-colored eyes. "Tidus… just tell me then. Me. Why did you do it? Why would you do such a thing?"
His mouth formed a straight line. "You can't handle it. And… I won't hurt you that way."
"Tidus, please…"
He turned away from her. "Yuna, just go."
