A/N: hi! I am back with more of this plot twisting story! Hope you are all enjoying it! But first:
Angel9220042004: Thanks for the song title! Maybe it is him, maybe she does die, but stay tuned to find out!
Virgo-eyes: Yay, go them! Yes, it is Jackson from All My Children, I love that guy (I am usually watching it when I write, so there are a lot of AMC references in my stories) Hope you enjoy the rest!
Depressed Sweden- Lover: Let's hope so! Stay tuned!
LilVickiRyan: Let's hope so! Keep reading!
Becky Lucinda: I know, scary isn't it? I hope so too! Keep reading!
Damson rhee: Thanks! Let's hope they do! Keep reading to find out!
Amelia: Thanks! Ugh, that is scary! Hope you keep reading!
Yankee Doodle Blonde: I love Monk too! I hope it all works out as well! Stay tuned!
Later that night the girls and the Legionaries gathered at an all night diner discussing the plans they had to try and find the rapist.
"We need to go undercover about it, if we randomly ask people about rapists and stuff, they are going to clam up and we wont find anything out," Vicki pointed out.
"But how, people at school know us, what are we going to dress in disguise when we question people?" TJ asked, sipping his coffee.
"Well, I always liked the thought of you in a dress, Teej," Spinelli flirted. "I have a nice black one you can borrow that will show off those nice legs of yours,"
"As tempting as that offer is, I don't think us Legionaries dressing up as women is going to help us find a rapist," TJ said laughing.
"It worked on Boy Meets World," King Bob pointed out.
"That was to expose a jerk though, not a rapist," Jenn reminded him.
"Please, don't let us dress up as women," Lawson begged.
"Darn, I was hoping Sammi would lend me her cheerleading uniform," Hustler Kid pouted in mock disappointment.
"I'll lend it to you next time you have a hot date," Sammi teased back, subtly hinting that he would as k her out, as Hustler Kid wished he actually had the guts to do so.
"OK, enough with the girls lending the guys clothes. We need a serious plan," Jessie said, playing with her straw. "I say we look at our list of suspects again and team up to ask them questions and somehow bring up the subject of rape."
"Hi, how you doing, how's the weather, have you ever raped anyone?" Skeenz shook his head. "Sorry baby, we need something a little less subtle than that, something that will get them to crack."
"Well, excuse me Mr. Hot Shot!" Jessie grumbled.
"Jessie has a point," Kellie said thoughtfully as she ate her cake. "If we ask the right questions, bring up the right topics, we just might get a confession. The only thing is, we need to think of a way to make it work, think of questions to ask."
"We can start off by questioning them about if they heard anything or their feelings about rape," King Freddie mused, smiling at his girlfriend. "I think you might have something here Kellie,"
"The only thing is, how are we going to prove they confessed?" Vicki asked. "We would look a little obvious if we had a tape recorder."
"Not unless we hide it," Hustler Kid told her. "Jackson has ones small enough to hide in a pocket that don't even look like recorders. He even has pen recorders. Nobody would even know we were taping the conversation. And I'm sure Jackson would lend us stuff, and even help us think of questions to ask and how to get a confession. Remember, his niece went through a similar ordeal last year." (A/N: I am adding the plot to my soap opera in here, I have no idea why)
"I hope he can help, the more expert and legal minds we have helping us plan this, the more likely we are in hopefully finding the bastard that did this," Spinelli said. "And when we do, I will totally pull a Lorena Bobbit on him!" Spinelli growled standing up and holding a butter knife in her hand. (Points to whoever remembers that case)
"Ow, Spin, that's a bit harsh," TJ moaned, covering his lap with his hands.
"Sorry, but he deserves it," Spinelli argued.
"He does. OK, now that we got a semi-plan, we should break up into groups and figure out who will be doing what," Jenn suggested.
"Good idea, how about you and I work together, Teej and Spin, Sammi and Hustler Kid, Lawson and Vicki, Kellie and King Freddie, and Jessie and Skeenz, that is if they could manage not to kill each other," King Bob looked at them pointedly.
"We'll behave," Skeenz assured him.
"That is if he can keep his tongue out of Hoover Whore's mouth," Jessie glared at him,
"OK, you guys, not now," King Freddie warned. "We are Legionaries and you girls are honorary Legionaries. Wile we might not have a solid plan yet, we have a job to do and the most important thing is that we try and get along. Everybody got it?"
"Got it," they all echoed.
"Good, now I think we should all go home and get some rest and meet up again after school tomorrow to make a more solid plan, maybe think of questions to ask and Hustler Kid, if you can call Jackson Montgomery in the morning, you can ask him exactly what we should be doing---without giving anything away. We don't want word to get out about us trying to find a rapist. If people find out, it could get dangerous." Lawson requested, looking at his friend.
"I'll call and figure out how to ask the questions without him suspecting anything. I'll say I need it for a paper or something. He'll give me the information I need." Hustler Kid smiled grimly. "I hate having to use a great guy like Jackson for this, but we all know as Legionaries, we sometimes need to do stuff like this in order to get justice."
"I know, I just wish KJ were here to help us. He would have a great plan within five minutes and then we'd have the guy in jail by tomorrow morning," Kellie said wistfully as they got up to pay and leave.
"He needs time alone to cool off. Maybe once things settle down, they will get back to normal." Sammi told her.
"I hope so, I hate when people fight like this," Jenn said from behind them. "Do you guys need a ride home?"
"Nah, I got my car but thanks," Kellie said, walking over to her car.
"So do I, thanks though, see you tomorrow,"
As the group said their goodbyes and drove off into the night, they were unaware of another life altering event that was about to take place and have an effect on the case they were working so hard to solve.
A/N: dun, dun dun! Let's hope it's something that can help Ashley Q!. Read and please leave a few soul hugs in my review box! Also keep sending me songs for my songfic challenge! Thank you and happy reading! also, hope no one is offended by the beginning of the chapter, it was another TV plot idea I borrowed for the fic!
Angel9220042004: Thanks for the song title! Maybe it is him, maybe she does die, but stay tuned to find out!
Virgo-eyes: Yay, go them! Yes, it is Jackson from All My Children, I love that guy (I am usually watching it when I write, so there are a lot of AMC references in my stories) Hope you enjoy the rest!
Depressed Sweden- Lover: Let's hope so! Stay tuned!
LilVickiRyan: Let's hope so! Keep reading!
Becky Lucinda: I know, scary isn't it? I hope so too! Keep reading!
Damson rhee: Thanks! Let's hope they do! Keep reading to find out!
Amelia: Thanks! Ugh, that is scary! Hope you keep reading!
Yankee Doodle Blonde: I love Monk too! I hope it all works out as well! Stay tuned!
Later that night the girls and the Legionaries gathered at an all night diner discussing the plans they had to try and find the rapist.
"We need to go undercover about it, if we randomly ask people about rapists and stuff, they are going to clam up and we wont find anything out," Vicki pointed out.
"But how, people at school know us, what are we going to dress in disguise when we question people?" TJ asked, sipping his coffee.
"Well, I always liked the thought of you in a dress, Teej," Spinelli flirted. "I have a nice black one you can borrow that will show off those nice legs of yours,"
"As tempting as that offer is, I don't think us Legionaries dressing up as women is going to help us find a rapist," TJ said laughing.
"It worked on Boy Meets World," King Bob pointed out.
"That was to expose a jerk though, not a rapist," Jenn reminded him.
"Please, don't let us dress up as women," Lawson begged.
"Darn, I was hoping Sammi would lend me her cheerleading uniform," Hustler Kid pouted in mock disappointment.
"I'll lend it to you next time you have a hot date," Sammi teased back, subtly hinting that he would as k her out, as Hustler Kid wished he actually had the guts to do so.
"OK, enough with the girls lending the guys clothes. We need a serious plan," Jessie said, playing with her straw. "I say we look at our list of suspects again and team up to ask them questions and somehow bring up the subject of rape."
"Hi, how you doing, how's the weather, have you ever raped anyone?" Skeenz shook his head. "Sorry baby, we need something a little less subtle than that, something that will get them to crack."
"Well, excuse me Mr. Hot Shot!" Jessie grumbled.
"Jessie has a point," Kellie said thoughtfully as she ate her cake. "If we ask the right questions, bring up the right topics, we just might get a confession. The only thing is, we need to think of a way to make it work, think of questions to ask."
"We can start off by questioning them about if they heard anything or their feelings about rape," King Freddie mused, smiling at his girlfriend. "I think you might have something here Kellie,"
"The only thing is, how are we going to prove they confessed?" Vicki asked. "We would look a little obvious if we had a tape recorder."
"Not unless we hide it," Hustler Kid told her. "Jackson has ones small enough to hide in a pocket that don't even look like recorders. He even has pen recorders. Nobody would even know we were taping the conversation. And I'm sure Jackson would lend us stuff, and even help us think of questions to ask and how to get a confession. Remember, his niece went through a similar ordeal last year." (A/N: I am adding the plot to my soap opera in here, I have no idea why)
"I hope he can help, the more expert and legal minds we have helping us plan this, the more likely we are in hopefully finding the bastard that did this," Spinelli said. "And when we do, I will totally pull a Lorena Bobbit on him!" Spinelli growled standing up and holding a butter knife in her hand. (Points to whoever remembers that case)
"Ow, Spin, that's a bit harsh," TJ moaned, covering his lap with his hands.
"Sorry, but he deserves it," Spinelli argued.
"He does. OK, now that we got a semi-plan, we should break up into groups and figure out who will be doing what," Jenn suggested.
"Good idea, how about you and I work together, Teej and Spin, Sammi and Hustler Kid, Lawson and Vicki, Kellie and King Freddie, and Jessie and Skeenz, that is if they could manage not to kill each other," King Bob looked at them pointedly.
"We'll behave," Skeenz assured him.
"That is if he can keep his tongue out of Hoover Whore's mouth," Jessie glared at him,
"OK, you guys, not now," King Freddie warned. "We are Legionaries and you girls are honorary Legionaries. Wile we might not have a solid plan yet, we have a job to do and the most important thing is that we try and get along. Everybody got it?"
"Got it," they all echoed.
"Good, now I think we should all go home and get some rest and meet up again after school tomorrow to make a more solid plan, maybe think of questions to ask and Hustler Kid, if you can call Jackson Montgomery in the morning, you can ask him exactly what we should be doing---without giving anything away. We don't want word to get out about us trying to find a rapist. If people find out, it could get dangerous." Lawson requested, looking at his friend.
"I'll call and figure out how to ask the questions without him suspecting anything. I'll say I need it for a paper or something. He'll give me the information I need." Hustler Kid smiled grimly. "I hate having to use a great guy like Jackson for this, but we all know as Legionaries, we sometimes need to do stuff like this in order to get justice."
"I know, I just wish KJ were here to help us. He would have a great plan within five minutes and then we'd have the guy in jail by tomorrow morning," Kellie said wistfully as they got up to pay and leave.
"He needs time alone to cool off. Maybe once things settle down, they will get back to normal." Sammi told her.
"I hope so, I hate when people fight like this," Jenn said from behind them. "Do you guys need a ride home?"
"Nah, I got my car but thanks," Kellie said, walking over to her car.
"So do I, thanks though, see you tomorrow,"
As the group said their goodbyes and drove off into the night, they were unaware of another life altering event that was about to take place and have an effect on the case they were working so hard to solve.
A/N: dun, dun dun! Let's hope it's something that can help Ashley Q!. Read and please leave a few soul hugs in my review box! Also keep sending me songs for my songfic challenge! Thank you and happy reading! also, hope no one is offended by the beginning of the chapter, it was another TV plot idea I borrowed for the fic!