A/N: Thanks so much for the reviews, I love em! This one I PROMISE will be
a long one, it should be up by Sunday, Monday at the latest. Anyway, here's
chapter four and keep those reviews coming : ) oh and the title is supposed
to say raped not wrapped. Oh yeah, and just in case any of you didn't know
ME stands for medical examiner. : )
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not the characters. Although I would really like to own spike. Anyway nothing is mine sadly and none of the lines from any of the scripts are mine. The title and the plot are loosely based on the In Death books by J.D. Robb. I don't own it either
Rating: R, just for good measure
Chapter 4
As Buffy opened then door music rushed out. Buffy walked into the room cautiously closely followed by Tara. She turned a corner and found Fred Burkle only to see her dancing around the room listening to some upbeat song that sounded like Britney Spears.
Fred was dressed in a white lab coat, worn over a bright pink t shirt and faded jeans, her long brown hair swept back into a bun and her mousy pale face covered by goggles. On the table in front of Fred was Sydney Meers, her chest open in the standard Y-incision.
Buffy shook her head, spared a glance to Tara and walked over to shut the music off.
The room fell silent and Fred spun around startled.
"Oh- uh, Detective Summers, I- uh, wasn't expecting you this soon." Fred said as she fumbled to take the goggles off her face
"I need to see Sydney Meers." Buffy said cutting to the chase
"Never was one for small talk, alright come over here." Fred turned her back to Buffy and fixed her goggles back in place
Buffy and Tara walked over to the body.
"You see it was the throat slice that killed her, but that wasn't done until after- uh the other slicing." Fred said as she studied the body closely
"But see, I found this particularly interesting. See this little pin prick on the palm of her hand?"
"Yeah" Buffy said as she fixed goggles over her own eyes
"She was drugged before it all happened. That's why there were no signs of a struggle."
"There wasn't signs of struggle with Marcy either" Buffy mused
"She had a little bit of glass in her, but that just made her unaware of what was going on. It wasn't much but it was enough to get her in a state where she didn't care. He then proceeded to- uh, rape her, sterilize her then kill her. I believe she was fully awake when he-um, cut her up."
"He wanted her to feel the pain. Have that satisfaction of seeing her not being able to go anywhere and that she struggles a little bit. He wanted to hear her scream. He gets off on it."
"There were no traces of semen; however I found several hair samples on the body." Fred said as she gave a little smile, proud of herself
"Really?" asked Buffy intrigued, "Who's are they?"
"Warren Meers."
"Son of a fucking bitch!" Buffy yelled as she ripped the goggles off and threw them aside. She walked the length of the room and back pressing her hands into her eyes
"Well McClay, looks like we're going to pay Mr. Meers another visit."
Buffy was pounding up the steps of Warren's apartment building with Tara lagging behind.
"Sir, what are you planning on doing?" Tara asked out of breath
"What I have to."
When Buffy and Tara got to Warren's apartment door, Buffy pounded her fist on the black door in a rage.
"Yes? What can I do for you?" asked the woman who answered the door
"I need to see Warren. Now." Buffy said her face set in firm lines in a don't mess with me way.
"And who are you?"
"I'm Detective Summers and this is my partner, Detective McClay."
"Oh, I'm sorry Warren is not here right now. You should come back later." The woman's eyes were scared but she held her composure as she started to shut the door
"Why are you lying to me?" Buffy asked cocking her head as she stopped the door from closing
"I'm-I'm not l-lying to you."
"Then you won't mind myself and my partner coming in, have a look around." Buffy made it a statement instead of a question and pushed herself passed the woman
The woman grabbed Buffy's arm when she was in the apartment and made Buffy hiss in warning.
"Listen sister, I've put up with all the shit I'm going to for today, now if you don't let go of my arm now I will arrest you for obstructing an Officer and interfering in a Police Investigation."
The woman let Buffy's arm drop as if it was on fire.
"I don't know what you could possibly want with Warren in a Police Investigation."
"You'll find out."
Buffy walked through the apartment and to the back bedroom door which was closed.
"You can't go in there!" the woman called from the front of the hall
"Oh for Christ sake," Buffy said under her breath which had Tara suppressing a giggle
Buffy opened the door to find Warren frantically packing a suitcase filled with clothes and other necessities.
Warren looked up scared when he saw Buffy.
"Going somewhere?" Buffy asked pleasantly as she smiled
Warren got up still looking at Buffy with wide scared eyes.
"Warren you are under arrest for suspicion of raping and killing your sister, Sydney Meers. McClay read him his rights." She said as she put restraints on Warren and dragged him out of the room
"You can't do this to him! No, he would never do that to anyone!" the woman yelled as she started to cry
"Katrina shut up. I'll be back by sundown." Warren said
"Don't bet on it" Buffy said
As soon as Buffy put him into an interview room he was screaming for a lawyer.
"Stupid bastard. He knew he did something and he was a dumb ass for not telling us earlier." Buffy commented as she looked at him sweating it out listening to his lawyer shaking his head through the one sided glass.
"Let's go see if we can break him" Buffy said as she stepped into the interview room
"Record on. Interview with Meers, Warren regarding homicide case number 23495-H. Interview being conducted by Summers, Detective Buffy. Also present are McClay, Detective Tara and Mr. Meer's council. Do you understand your rights and obligations Mr. Meers?" Buffy asked
Warren shook his head in a yes.
"My client is using his right to remain silent and refuses to speak to you directly so I will speak for him." The lawyer said
"And who would you be?" Buffy asked as she sat in a chair
"Lindsey McDonald, attorney at Wolfram & Hart."
"Bunch of assholes if you ask me" Buffy commented
"You do know that we are on record Ms. Summers?"
"I am fully aware, and it's Detective Summers."
"Good. Now let the record state that no one asked . . . Detective Summers that Wolfram & Hart are a bunch of assholes." Lindsey said smiling
"You know, you better watch that mouth of yours Lindsey." Buffy said as she studied him. He was a little on the short side, maybe around five seven, five nine. Good build long brown hair that framed his face, blue eyes and an oversized mouth. He stood there looking smug in a black suit.
"You have no proof that my client did anything that you are accusing him of doing." Lindsey stated matter of factly
"See that's where you're wrong. I have hair follicles that were found on the victim and on the bed. Guess whose they were. Gee, I bet Warren knows, don't you Warren?" Buffy asked leaning closer
Warren looked up at his lawyer scared.
"You do not address my client directly Detective. He speaks through me."
"Fine" Buffy said as she pulled out stills of Marcy Ross
"You wanna tell me that you aren't capable of this Warren?" Buffy asked as she pushed the still towards him
"I didn't do that." Warren said quietly looking at the still of Marcy's dead slashed body
"Mr. Meers I strongly advise you to keep your mouth shut." Lindsey interrupted
Buffy pulled out another still, this time of Sydney.
"You want to tell me what you were really doing at your sisters' house this morning?"
"I- I was . . ." Warren began only to be interrupted by Lindsey
"Mr. Meers, keep your mouth shut."
"Oh go to hell. You and your firm" Warren said then turned back to Buffy, "We were going to eat breakfast, just like I told you. She was late and I went to her apartment to go see if she was there. I opened the door- I have a key, and saw that she had a pill bottle next to her on the side table. She was watching some television, or I guess she had been, she was passed out. I freaked and tried to wake her up. She came around and I started-I started yelling at her. I asked her how she could be so stupid, why she was back on the pills and, god, I just freaked out. I dragged her into the bedroom and made her sleep I gave her a soother and went to the bathroom to clean up some."
"Nothing else happened? You didn't get pissed at your sister and hit her at all?" Buffy asked, she had been quiet while she listened to him relay events
"No- God no. I would never hit my sister."
"Well someone did." Buffy stated
"Ca- can I have some water . . . please?" Warren asked
Tara obediently poured him a glass of water and gave it to him. Warren drank like he would never drink anything again.
"So let me get this straight. You have a key to your sister's place, you went there because you're thinking something's wrong. You walk in and see your sister sprawled out on the couch with a pill bottle beside her. You figure, oh shit she OD'd, so you go and try and wake her up. But why would you try and wake her up? If you thought she was dead, wouldn't you call an ambulance, or someone, or at least try and revive her?"
"I- well- I- I tried to, call for someone I mean. But no one answered."
"So, ok, you pick her up take her to the bedroom and decide, hey what the hell, might as well have a little fun with her. You've always had this sick little fantasy of banging your sister, I mean she's good looking, she's built, and hell she's not even your sister, not by blood at least. So you figure you'll have a go at her."
"Wha- No! Absolutely not! I would never hurt my sister!" Warren yelled
"I think that this interview should end right now Detective." Lindsey said for the first time in a while
"No, I don't think it should. I'm not done."
Buffy gave Warren a sickened look then went back to questioning him.
"How was your childhood Warren?" Buffy asked hoping the change of pace would throw him off
"My- my childhood?"
"That's what I asked"
"It was alright I guess; normal."
"Your mother never beat you?"
"No!"
"Your father never beat your mother?" Buffy asked
"Well- he did, sometimes. Only when she did something to make him mad though."
Bingo, Buffy thought
"So that makes it ok for you to beat and rape your sister?" Buffy asked changing the pace again
"Bea- no of course it doesn't. I never hit my sister."
"Never hit her playfully?"
"Well, of course playfully, we were brother and sister. We'd always play fight."
"And I'm guessing you liked that feeling didn't you Warren? The feeling that you had more power than her. The fact that you could make her cry and beg with just a slap of the hand. You liked that feeling didn't you? And you decided to take it a little bit further. You end up beating her up and then you think, 'Oh fuck, she's going to go to the police and tell them I beat her.' So you figure you'll just finish the job but before you kill her you take away what makes her female. After all, your father hurt your mother so why can't you hurt your sister? It's just natural after all. You sterilize her and then slit her throat to make sure she will never talk to anyone again." Buffy finished as she leaned in close to Warren so she could see him sweat
"I request that my client say nothing else and this interview be terminated." Lindsey said
"Fine. Get the hell out of my sight." Buffy said as Warren and Lindsey left the room
When Warren and Lindsey left Buffy rested her head on the cool metal table and just sat there with her eyes closed for a while.
Tara walked over and was about to lay a hand on Buffy's shoulder in comfort when Buffy lifted her head and got out of her seat.
"Do you think he's lying?" asked Tara
"Oh yeah, he's lying" Buffy said as she pulled out her cell phone to call the Morgue
"I need to speak with Ms. Burkle please." Buffy put the phone on speaker when the woman put her on hold with the cheesy music.
"Why do people use this kind of music to put people on hold? I mean it's not like people want to hear it." Buffy commented
"I don't know sir" Tara said
"For Christ sake, would you stop siring me to death."
"Sorry"
"What do you want?" Fred asked tersely when her voice came on speaker
"Jeez, what's your deal?" Buffy asked taken aback by Fred's angry tone
"Sorry Summers, two buses just collided and I got stuck with the dirty work, so I ask again, what do you want?"
"I need a tox report on Sydney Meers within the hour."
"You know you were always one to make me laugh. I'm swamped here Summers, there's no way in hell I'm going to get you a tox report on Meers within the hour. She's not top priority anymore."
"I'll get you two tickets to the Lakers game, center court." Buffy said
"Four tickets" Fred tried to haggle
"Fuck. For four tickets it better be wrapped in a pretty pink bow." Buffy said as she hung up
Buffy walked out of interview room A and walked onto the elevator, Tara in tow.
"Warren, in my opinion is a lying sack of shit." Tara said breaking the silence
"Couldn't have put it better myself." Buffy said as she walked off the elevator and into the Bullpen of the Homicide division.
As Buffy walked off the elevator she walked straight into Anya Jenkins. Anya was the top reporter in Los Angeles for Channel 25.
"Whoa, Jesus Summers, watch where you're going." Anya said as she smoothed out her black suit.
"What is that you're carrying? Is that- are those . . . doughnuts?" Buffy asked as she sniffed the air
"Yes they are" Anya said with a sly smile
"So that's how you get into my office all the time. You bribe my men."
"Sometimes I bring brownies"
"How come I never get a brownie?" Buffy asked pouting
"Because you never asked"
"Fine. Give me the damn doughnuts or you won't get whatever the hell it is you want." Buffy said snatching the pink box out from under Anya's arm
Buffy walked through the Bullpen cradling the little pink box as if it were a child. Heads flew out of cubicles as the scent of sugar and calories made its way past their cubes.
When Buffy got into her office, she took a seat at her desk and Anya at a chair in front of her desk. Buffy then proceeded to pull the top off of the box and giggled with glee as she pulled the first sugar filled doughnut out of the box.
"There are over three dozen doughnuts in there; you can't possibly eat all of them." Anya commented as she watched Buffy devour the first doughnut and move onto the second
"Watch me." Buffy said with her mouth full
Buffy got up from her desk and to her door right when Tara came rushing to it.
"Sir, I- though- do you . . .?" that was as far as she got before Buffy took a bite of doughnut and shut the door in Tara's face
"That was mean" Anya said laughing as Tara's hurt and pathetic face would stay implanted in her mind for days
"Yeah, but it was fun. Alright Anya, what do you want?" Buffy asked licking sugar from her mouth and fingers
"I want a one on one with you and the suspect or suspects."
"You know I can't do that for you Anya."
"You have connections though, you can pull strings."
"You'll get what I can give you, when I can give it to you. I can't right now. We go through this every time Anya."
"The people have a right to-"
"Save the bullshit Anya."
"Fine, but next time I come here you're not getting a brownie." Anya said as she spun on her heel and walked out the door in a frenzy
"Well, that was just mean" Buffy said as she walked out the door with the pink box of doughnuts and out into the crowd of cubes.
Buffy stood at a table, in view of everyone, dropped the box on the table and said, "McClay you're with me."
Tara pouted as she walked with Buffy towards the elevator. No sooner had they pressed the button had the crowd of officers swamped the box.
Cops and doughnuts, Buffy thought, a time honored tradition that almost brought a sentimental tear to her eyes.
When Buffy and Tara got into Buffy's car, Buffy asked her, "Key in the coordinates for Spike Raleigh's place. We're going to go pay him a little visit."
"Yes sir" Tara said shortly
"Aw, are you bent because you didn't get a doughnut."
"Yes I am quite bent that my sugar hogging bitch of a partner did not save me a doughnut." Tara said flatly
"Well you won't be wanting this then?" Buffy asked as she pulled out a doughnut from her pocket wrapped in an evidence bag
Tara snatched for the doughnut then said, "I take back saying you're a sugar hogging bitch. I don't really need it though. It'll just go to my ass, and I don't need any help there."
"Well, if you don't want it . . ." Buffy trailed off as she reached for the doughnut
Tara cradled it against her breast and said simply, "Mine."
"You continue to amaze me." Buffy said
As Buffy and Tara drove up to Spike's place they gazed in awe of the beauty.
It was a huge old fashioned stone mansion. The lush green grass spilled out of the house covered in exotic flowers and trees.
"Wow" Tara said
Buffy drove up the drive and parked the car in front of the door.
Tara and Buffy got out of the car, walked up to the door and knocked on the huge wooden doors.
A butler answered that had to have been Buffy's age, if not a little older.
"How may I help you?" asked the butler
"We're here to see Spike Raleigh. I'm Detective Summers, and this is my partner, Detective McClay."
"Right this way." The butler said as he moved aside for the girls to walk in.
The foyer was enormous. It was decorated in old wood with antique rugs and furnishings throughout.
How could one person live like this? Buffy wondered
"Mr. Raleigh is in the main parlor." Said the butler
"There's more than one?" asked Buffy baffled
"My name is Andrew if there is anything else you need, just ask." He said after he gave the girls directions to the parlor.
When they got to the door, they heard crashing and the sound of a man swearing.
Hands on weapons, Buffy and Tara moved into the room but found nothing to be out of place or broken. Instead there was an old movie playing on the television and Spike sitting on the couch.
"Sorry about that, uh, we thought you were in trouble." Buffy said as she holstered her gun
"Don't worry about it love, it's quite alright. And who would this lovely lady be? I don't believe we had the chance to meet at the memorial." Spike said as he made his way over to Tara, took her hand and kissed her knuckles making Buffy roll her eyes at her partners reaction.
"Her name is Detective McClay. We need to talk." Buffy said, since Tara's speech was impaired at the moment
"Of course, we should go into the other room." Spike said as he moved out the door waiting for Buffy to follow him
"Wait here." Buffy said to Tara who was still having problems breathing
Spike shut the door behind Buffy when she made her way into the huge library. Books were everywhere; Buffy didn't think she'd ever seen so many books before.
"I like to come here and read." Spike told her
"Apparently"
"So what did you want to talk to me about, without your partner?" Spike asked smirking as he made his way over to a bar and poured himself a whiskey
"I need to talk to you about Sydney Meers and Marcy Ross." Buffy said
"Oh. Alright then, drink?" Spike offered
"No, I'm on duty."
Spike made his way over to a chair and gestured for Buffy to sit; she did and found the chair too comfortable so she sat on the arm.
"How did you meet the two?"
"Well, I can't quite remember how I met Marcy but I do remember how I met Sydney. I met her at a charity function some time back."
"You own the two buildings that the victims resided in, is that correct?"
"Yes it is. What is this about Detective?" Spike asked
"It's about murder."
Spike got out of his chair, let his whiskey sit on the side table, and began to pace.
"And am I a suspect?"
"Yes"
"Oh how exciting"
"Excuse me?" Buffy asked taken aback
"Well, I rarely have anything exciting happen to me anymore."
"This is not a joke. Two girls are dead." Buffy said getting up, her temper coursing through her wanting to be unleashed
"Yes I know. But I want you to know, I did not kill those girls" Spike said as he moved closer to her
"And why should I believe you?" Buffy asked stepping closer
"Well I consider myself old fashioned in the fact I don't like to hit my women."
"And is that what they were? Your women?"
"Yes, for a time"
"Alright, I have to go, I have someplace I need to be." Buffy said lying
Spike grabbed her arm as she started to go for the door.
"Wait," Spike began
"Get your hand off me before I-"Buffy was suddenly interrupted by Spike's mouth on hers
The kiss was long and lingering before Buffy came to her senses and pushed Spike away.
"I can't do this. You're a suspect in a murder I'm investigating."
"Just makes it that more exciting." Spike said as he kissed her again
"No, I have to go" Buffy said as she hurried out the door
When Buffy came to get Tara she seemed hurried and disoriented something Buffy almost never was.
"What's the matter sir?"
"Nothing," Buffy said as they got into her car, "Not a damn thing"
Buffy drove back to the station with thoughts of a certain blonde guy in her head and how his lips felt on hers.
A/N: Ok I hope that was long enough for you guys. Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I went to universal studios and didn't get back until about midnight, I'm not sure if I'll be able to update tomorrow because I'm going to the movies with a friend, but I should be able to Wednesday. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter...review!
P.S. I know making Andrew the butler was kinda weird, but I have another use for Giles and I couldn't use him there. And I totally spaced on making Tia Harmony, haha. Hope you all liked!
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not the characters. Although I would really like to own spike. Anyway nothing is mine sadly and none of the lines from any of the scripts are mine. The title and the plot are loosely based on the In Death books by J.D. Robb. I don't own it either
Rating: R, just for good measure
Chapter 4
As Buffy opened then door music rushed out. Buffy walked into the room cautiously closely followed by Tara. She turned a corner and found Fred Burkle only to see her dancing around the room listening to some upbeat song that sounded like Britney Spears.
Fred was dressed in a white lab coat, worn over a bright pink t shirt and faded jeans, her long brown hair swept back into a bun and her mousy pale face covered by goggles. On the table in front of Fred was Sydney Meers, her chest open in the standard Y-incision.
Buffy shook her head, spared a glance to Tara and walked over to shut the music off.
The room fell silent and Fred spun around startled.
"Oh- uh, Detective Summers, I- uh, wasn't expecting you this soon." Fred said as she fumbled to take the goggles off her face
"I need to see Sydney Meers." Buffy said cutting to the chase
"Never was one for small talk, alright come over here." Fred turned her back to Buffy and fixed her goggles back in place
Buffy and Tara walked over to the body.
"You see it was the throat slice that killed her, but that wasn't done until after- uh the other slicing." Fred said as she studied the body closely
"But see, I found this particularly interesting. See this little pin prick on the palm of her hand?"
"Yeah" Buffy said as she fixed goggles over her own eyes
"She was drugged before it all happened. That's why there were no signs of a struggle."
"There wasn't signs of struggle with Marcy either" Buffy mused
"She had a little bit of glass in her, but that just made her unaware of what was going on. It wasn't much but it was enough to get her in a state where she didn't care. He then proceeded to- uh, rape her, sterilize her then kill her. I believe she was fully awake when he-um, cut her up."
"He wanted her to feel the pain. Have that satisfaction of seeing her not being able to go anywhere and that she struggles a little bit. He wanted to hear her scream. He gets off on it."
"There were no traces of semen; however I found several hair samples on the body." Fred said as she gave a little smile, proud of herself
"Really?" asked Buffy intrigued, "Who's are they?"
"Warren Meers."
"Son of a fucking bitch!" Buffy yelled as she ripped the goggles off and threw them aside. She walked the length of the room and back pressing her hands into her eyes
"Well McClay, looks like we're going to pay Mr. Meers another visit."
Buffy was pounding up the steps of Warren's apartment building with Tara lagging behind.
"Sir, what are you planning on doing?" Tara asked out of breath
"What I have to."
When Buffy and Tara got to Warren's apartment door, Buffy pounded her fist on the black door in a rage.
"Yes? What can I do for you?" asked the woman who answered the door
"I need to see Warren. Now." Buffy said her face set in firm lines in a don't mess with me way.
"And who are you?"
"I'm Detective Summers and this is my partner, Detective McClay."
"Oh, I'm sorry Warren is not here right now. You should come back later." The woman's eyes were scared but she held her composure as she started to shut the door
"Why are you lying to me?" Buffy asked cocking her head as she stopped the door from closing
"I'm-I'm not l-lying to you."
"Then you won't mind myself and my partner coming in, have a look around." Buffy made it a statement instead of a question and pushed herself passed the woman
The woman grabbed Buffy's arm when she was in the apartment and made Buffy hiss in warning.
"Listen sister, I've put up with all the shit I'm going to for today, now if you don't let go of my arm now I will arrest you for obstructing an Officer and interfering in a Police Investigation."
The woman let Buffy's arm drop as if it was on fire.
"I don't know what you could possibly want with Warren in a Police Investigation."
"You'll find out."
Buffy walked through the apartment and to the back bedroom door which was closed.
"You can't go in there!" the woman called from the front of the hall
"Oh for Christ sake," Buffy said under her breath which had Tara suppressing a giggle
Buffy opened the door to find Warren frantically packing a suitcase filled with clothes and other necessities.
Warren looked up scared when he saw Buffy.
"Going somewhere?" Buffy asked pleasantly as she smiled
Warren got up still looking at Buffy with wide scared eyes.
"Warren you are under arrest for suspicion of raping and killing your sister, Sydney Meers. McClay read him his rights." She said as she put restraints on Warren and dragged him out of the room
"You can't do this to him! No, he would never do that to anyone!" the woman yelled as she started to cry
"Katrina shut up. I'll be back by sundown." Warren said
"Don't bet on it" Buffy said
As soon as Buffy put him into an interview room he was screaming for a lawyer.
"Stupid bastard. He knew he did something and he was a dumb ass for not telling us earlier." Buffy commented as she looked at him sweating it out listening to his lawyer shaking his head through the one sided glass.
"Let's go see if we can break him" Buffy said as she stepped into the interview room
"Record on. Interview with Meers, Warren regarding homicide case number 23495-H. Interview being conducted by Summers, Detective Buffy. Also present are McClay, Detective Tara and Mr. Meer's council. Do you understand your rights and obligations Mr. Meers?" Buffy asked
Warren shook his head in a yes.
"My client is using his right to remain silent and refuses to speak to you directly so I will speak for him." The lawyer said
"And who would you be?" Buffy asked as she sat in a chair
"Lindsey McDonald, attorney at Wolfram & Hart."
"Bunch of assholes if you ask me" Buffy commented
"You do know that we are on record Ms. Summers?"
"I am fully aware, and it's Detective Summers."
"Good. Now let the record state that no one asked . . . Detective Summers that Wolfram & Hart are a bunch of assholes." Lindsey said smiling
"You know, you better watch that mouth of yours Lindsey." Buffy said as she studied him. He was a little on the short side, maybe around five seven, five nine. Good build long brown hair that framed his face, blue eyes and an oversized mouth. He stood there looking smug in a black suit.
"You have no proof that my client did anything that you are accusing him of doing." Lindsey stated matter of factly
"See that's where you're wrong. I have hair follicles that were found on the victim and on the bed. Guess whose they were. Gee, I bet Warren knows, don't you Warren?" Buffy asked leaning closer
Warren looked up at his lawyer scared.
"You do not address my client directly Detective. He speaks through me."
"Fine" Buffy said as she pulled out stills of Marcy Ross
"You wanna tell me that you aren't capable of this Warren?" Buffy asked as she pushed the still towards him
"I didn't do that." Warren said quietly looking at the still of Marcy's dead slashed body
"Mr. Meers I strongly advise you to keep your mouth shut." Lindsey interrupted
Buffy pulled out another still, this time of Sydney.
"You want to tell me what you were really doing at your sisters' house this morning?"
"I- I was . . ." Warren began only to be interrupted by Lindsey
"Mr. Meers, keep your mouth shut."
"Oh go to hell. You and your firm" Warren said then turned back to Buffy, "We were going to eat breakfast, just like I told you. She was late and I went to her apartment to go see if she was there. I opened the door- I have a key, and saw that she had a pill bottle next to her on the side table. She was watching some television, or I guess she had been, she was passed out. I freaked and tried to wake her up. She came around and I started-I started yelling at her. I asked her how she could be so stupid, why she was back on the pills and, god, I just freaked out. I dragged her into the bedroom and made her sleep I gave her a soother and went to the bathroom to clean up some."
"Nothing else happened? You didn't get pissed at your sister and hit her at all?" Buffy asked, she had been quiet while she listened to him relay events
"No- God no. I would never hit my sister."
"Well someone did." Buffy stated
"Ca- can I have some water . . . please?" Warren asked
Tara obediently poured him a glass of water and gave it to him. Warren drank like he would never drink anything again.
"So let me get this straight. You have a key to your sister's place, you went there because you're thinking something's wrong. You walk in and see your sister sprawled out on the couch with a pill bottle beside her. You figure, oh shit she OD'd, so you go and try and wake her up. But why would you try and wake her up? If you thought she was dead, wouldn't you call an ambulance, or someone, or at least try and revive her?"
"I- well- I- I tried to, call for someone I mean. But no one answered."
"So, ok, you pick her up take her to the bedroom and decide, hey what the hell, might as well have a little fun with her. You've always had this sick little fantasy of banging your sister, I mean she's good looking, she's built, and hell she's not even your sister, not by blood at least. So you figure you'll have a go at her."
"Wha- No! Absolutely not! I would never hurt my sister!" Warren yelled
"I think that this interview should end right now Detective." Lindsey said for the first time in a while
"No, I don't think it should. I'm not done."
Buffy gave Warren a sickened look then went back to questioning him.
"How was your childhood Warren?" Buffy asked hoping the change of pace would throw him off
"My- my childhood?"
"That's what I asked"
"It was alright I guess; normal."
"Your mother never beat you?"
"No!"
"Your father never beat your mother?" Buffy asked
"Well- he did, sometimes. Only when she did something to make him mad though."
Bingo, Buffy thought
"So that makes it ok for you to beat and rape your sister?" Buffy asked changing the pace again
"Bea- no of course it doesn't. I never hit my sister."
"Never hit her playfully?"
"Well, of course playfully, we were brother and sister. We'd always play fight."
"And I'm guessing you liked that feeling didn't you Warren? The feeling that you had more power than her. The fact that you could make her cry and beg with just a slap of the hand. You liked that feeling didn't you? And you decided to take it a little bit further. You end up beating her up and then you think, 'Oh fuck, she's going to go to the police and tell them I beat her.' So you figure you'll just finish the job but before you kill her you take away what makes her female. After all, your father hurt your mother so why can't you hurt your sister? It's just natural after all. You sterilize her and then slit her throat to make sure she will never talk to anyone again." Buffy finished as she leaned in close to Warren so she could see him sweat
"I request that my client say nothing else and this interview be terminated." Lindsey said
"Fine. Get the hell out of my sight." Buffy said as Warren and Lindsey left the room
When Warren and Lindsey left Buffy rested her head on the cool metal table and just sat there with her eyes closed for a while.
Tara walked over and was about to lay a hand on Buffy's shoulder in comfort when Buffy lifted her head and got out of her seat.
"Do you think he's lying?" asked Tara
"Oh yeah, he's lying" Buffy said as she pulled out her cell phone to call the Morgue
"I need to speak with Ms. Burkle please." Buffy put the phone on speaker when the woman put her on hold with the cheesy music.
"Why do people use this kind of music to put people on hold? I mean it's not like people want to hear it." Buffy commented
"I don't know sir" Tara said
"For Christ sake, would you stop siring me to death."
"Sorry"
"What do you want?" Fred asked tersely when her voice came on speaker
"Jeez, what's your deal?" Buffy asked taken aback by Fred's angry tone
"Sorry Summers, two buses just collided and I got stuck with the dirty work, so I ask again, what do you want?"
"I need a tox report on Sydney Meers within the hour."
"You know you were always one to make me laugh. I'm swamped here Summers, there's no way in hell I'm going to get you a tox report on Meers within the hour. She's not top priority anymore."
"I'll get you two tickets to the Lakers game, center court." Buffy said
"Four tickets" Fred tried to haggle
"Fuck. For four tickets it better be wrapped in a pretty pink bow." Buffy said as she hung up
Buffy walked out of interview room A and walked onto the elevator, Tara in tow.
"Warren, in my opinion is a lying sack of shit." Tara said breaking the silence
"Couldn't have put it better myself." Buffy said as she walked off the elevator and into the Bullpen of the Homicide division.
As Buffy walked off the elevator she walked straight into Anya Jenkins. Anya was the top reporter in Los Angeles for Channel 25.
"Whoa, Jesus Summers, watch where you're going." Anya said as she smoothed out her black suit.
"What is that you're carrying? Is that- are those . . . doughnuts?" Buffy asked as she sniffed the air
"Yes they are" Anya said with a sly smile
"So that's how you get into my office all the time. You bribe my men."
"Sometimes I bring brownies"
"How come I never get a brownie?" Buffy asked pouting
"Because you never asked"
"Fine. Give me the damn doughnuts or you won't get whatever the hell it is you want." Buffy said snatching the pink box out from under Anya's arm
Buffy walked through the Bullpen cradling the little pink box as if it were a child. Heads flew out of cubicles as the scent of sugar and calories made its way past their cubes.
When Buffy got into her office, she took a seat at her desk and Anya at a chair in front of her desk. Buffy then proceeded to pull the top off of the box and giggled with glee as she pulled the first sugar filled doughnut out of the box.
"There are over three dozen doughnuts in there; you can't possibly eat all of them." Anya commented as she watched Buffy devour the first doughnut and move onto the second
"Watch me." Buffy said with her mouth full
Buffy got up from her desk and to her door right when Tara came rushing to it.
"Sir, I- though- do you . . .?" that was as far as she got before Buffy took a bite of doughnut and shut the door in Tara's face
"That was mean" Anya said laughing as Tara's hurt and pathetic face would stay implanted in her mind for days
"Yeah, but it was fun. Alright Anya, what do you want?" Buffy asked licking sugar from her mouth and fingers
"I want a one on one with you and the suspect or suspects."
"You know I can't do that for you Anya."
"You have connections though, you can pull strings."
"You'll get what I can give you, when I can give it to you. I can't right now. We go through this every time Anya."
"The people have a right to-"
"Save the bullshit Anya."
"Fine, but next time I come here you're not getting a brownie." Anya said as she spun on her heel and walked out the door in a frenzy
"Well, that was just mean" Buffy said as she walked out the door with the pink box of doughnuts and out into the crowd of cubes.
Buffy stood at a table, in view of everyone, dropped the box on the table and said, "McClay you're with me."
Tara pouted as she walked with Buffy towards the elevator. No sooner had they pressed the button had the crowd of officers swamped the box.
Cops and doughnuts, Buffy thought, a time honored tradition that almost brought a sentimental tear to her eyes.
When Buffy and Tara got into Buffy's car, Buffy asked her, "Key in the coordinates for Spike Raleigh's place. We're going to go pay him a little visit."
"Yes sir" Tara said shortly
"Aw, are you bent because you didn't get a doughnut."
"Yes I am quite bent that my sugar hogging bitch of a partner did not save me a doughnut." Tara said flatly
"Well you won't be wanting this then?" Buffy asked as she pulled out a doughnut from her pocket wrapped in an evidence bag
Tara snatched for the doughnut then said, "I take back saying you're a sugar hogging bitch. I don't really need it though. It'll just go to my ass, and I don't need any help there."
"Well, if you don't want it . . ." Buffy trailed off as she reached for the doughnut
Tara cradled it against her breast and said simply, "Mine."
"You continue to amaze me." Buffy said
As Buffy and Tara drove up to Spike's place they gazed in awe of the beauty.
It was a huge old fashioned stone mansion. The lush green grass spilled out of the house covered in exotic flowers and trees.
"Wow" Tara said
Buffy drove up the drive and parked the car in front of the door.
Tara and Buffy got out of the car, walked up to the door and knocked on the huge wooden doors.
A butler answered that had to have been Buffy's age, if not a little older.
"How may I help you?" asked the butler
"We're here to see Spike Raleigh. I'm Detective Summers, and this is my partner, Detective McClay."
"Right this way." The butler said as he moved aside for the girls to walk in.
The foyer was enormous. It was decorated in old wood with antique rugs and furnishings throughout.
How could one person live like this? Buffy wondered
"Mr. Raleigh is in the main parlor." Said the butler
"There's more than one?" asked Buffy baffled
"My name is Andrew if there is anything else you need, just ask." He said after he gave the girls directions to the parlor.
When they got to the door, they heard crashing and the sound of a man swearing.
Hands on weapons, Buffy and Tara moved into the room but found nothing to be out of place or broken. Instead there was an old movie playing on the television and Spike sitting on the couch.
"Sorry about that, uh, we thought you were in trouble." Buffy said as she holstered her gun
"Don't worry about it love, it's quite alright. And who would this lovely lady be? I don't believe we had the chance to meet at the memorial." Spike said as he made his way over to Tara, took her hand and kissed her knuckles making Buffy roll her eyes at her partners reaction.
"Her name is Detective McClay. We need to talk." Buffy said, since Tara's speech was impaired at the moment
"Of course, we should go into the other room." Spike said as he moved out the door waiting for Buffy to follow him
"Wait here." Buffy said to Tara who was still having problems breathing
Spike shut the door behind Buffy when she made her way into the huge library. Books were everywhere; Buffy didn't think she'd ever seen so many books before.
"I like to come here and read." Spike told her
"Apparently"
"So what did you want to talk to me about, without your partner?" Spike asked smirking as he made his way over to a bar and poured himself a whiskey
"I need to talk to you about Sydney Meers and Marcy Ross." Buffy said
"Oh. Alright then, drink?" Spike offered
"No, I'm on duty."
Spike made his way over to a chair and gestured for Buffy to sit; she did and found the chair too comfortable so she sat on the arm.
"How did you meet the two?"
"Well, I can't quite remember how I met Marcy but I do remember how I met Sydney. I met her at a charity function some time back."
"You own the two buildings that the victims resided in, is that correct?"
"Yes it is. What is this about Detective?" Spike asked
"It's about murder."
Spike got out of his chair, let his whiskey sit on the side table, and began to pace.
"And am I a suspect?"
"Yes"
"Oh how exciting"
"Excuse me?" Buffy asked taken aback
"Well, I rarely have anything exciting happen to me anymore."
"This is not a joke. Two girls are dead." Buffy said getting up, her temper coursing through her wanting to be unleashed
"Yes I know. But I want you to know, I did not kill those girls" Spike said as he moved closer to her
"And why should I believe you?" Buffy asked stepping closer
"Well I consider myself old fashioned in the fact I don't like to hit my women."
"And is that what they were? Your women?"
"Yes, for a time"
"Alright, I have to go, I have someplace I need to be." Buffy said lying
Spike grabbed her arm as she started to go for the door.
"Wait," Spike began
"Get your hand off me before I-"Buffy was suddenly interrupted by Spike's mouth on hers
The kiss was long and lingering before Buffy came to her senses and pushed Spike away.
"I can't do this. You're a suspect in a murder I'm investigating."
"Just makes it that more exciting." Spike said as he kissed her again
"No, I have to go" Buffy said as she hurried out the door
When Buffy came to get Tara she seemed hurried and disoriented something Buffy almost never was.
"What's the matter sir?"
"Nothing," Buffy said as they got into her car, "Not a damn thing"
Buffy drove back to the station with thoughts of a certain blonde guy in her head and how his lips felt on hers.
A/N: Ok I hope that was long enough for you guys. Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I went to universal studios and didn't get back until about midnight, I'm not sure if I'll be able to update tomorrow because I'm going to the movies with a friend, but I should be able to Wednesday. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter...review!
P.S. I know making Andrew the butler was kinda weird, but I have another use for Giles and I couldn't use him there. And I totally spaced on making Tia Harmony, haha. Hope you all liked!
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