A/N: hey everyone. sry for not updating for a while but i was away at camp. but now since i'm back i will update again. also-- this is probly gonna be a really short story. no more than 10 chapters. then again-- the last story in most series usually are the shortest. well here is the next chappie. enjoy!!

Spinelli Woods Esquire: well here u go. keep reading!!

Flaming Tsunami: no problem. yea sometimes when i am writing i dont explain things too well. thanx. here's the next one. hope ya like!!

disclaimer: i dont own recess!!

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The next morning, Spinelli slowly got out of bed at seven thirty, silently dreading the questioning later on in the day. She sighed and got dressed. Spinelli went to school and got there just in time for the bell to ring. When she was walking to her first class, she noticed that she didn't even get out of school until three. How was she supposed to get to the questioning at three when she would only just be getting out of school? Spinelli decided that she would call the police department and schedule it for later in the day. Eventually, lunch time rolled around and she went into the bathroom to use her cell phone so none of the teachers would catch her using it. Spinelli quickly dialed the number and waited for an answer.

"Hello. Police department. How may I help you?" asked a voice on the other line.

"Hi. I am Ashley Spinelli. I have an appointment to be questioned today at three o' clock. Unfortunately, I don't get out of school until three. Do you think we could schedule it for later?" Spinelli asked politely.

"Oh sure. How does three thirty sound?" the woman asked after pausing for a moment to look through the schedule to find an opening.

"Terrific," Spinelli replied trying to sound enthusiastic.

"You sound excited about this," the woman told her.

"Oh. Well, you know. I can't wait until he is punished for what he did," Spinelli lied quickly. Although it wasn't completely a lie considering she really did want her dad to pay.

"Yes well, we will take care of that later. See you later, Miss Spinelli. Have a good day at school," said the woman politely.

"Thank you. Goodbye," Spinelli said, slightly annoyed by how polite this woman was. (A/N: i dont know about you guys but i hate it when people are way too polite)

"Goodbye, Miss," said the woman as she hung up the phone. Spinelli hung up her cell and left the bathroom to go have lunch. After school let out, Spinelli started toward the police department so she wouldn't be late. When she arrived, it was only three fifteen.

"Ashley Spinelli?" asked a man dressed in an officer uniform.

"Yes," replied Spinelli.

"We can take you in early for the questioning," he told her.

"Ok," she agreed.

"Follow me," he said. Spinelli followed the man into an office and he shut the door behind them. "Please sit down," he said gesturing toward a chair. He sat behind a desk. Suddenly a woman with a pad of paper and a pen walked into the room and sat down next to Spinelli.

"Miss Spinelli, this is Rita. She will be taking notes on our conversation today," the police officer explained. Spinelli nodded. "Are you ready to begin?"

"Yes," Spinelli replied.

"Ok. First question. You say that your father had been abusing you during your freshman year of high school. Is that correct?" asked the man.

"Yes sir," replied Spinelli.

"Ok. When did you come to the police about this?" he asked.

"I came to the police when I found a note saying that my dad was taken to the police department for selling illegal drugs to minors," Spinelli told him. The police man's eyes widened.

"So you mean to tell me that not only did he abuse his own daughter, but he also sold drugs to minors?" he asked. Spinelli nodded. "He was in jail for that, of course. What happened next?"

"Well, he broke out of jail. He came after me. He held me and my boyfriend, TJ, hostage and my cousin Lyndsay had to come and save us," Spinelli told him.

"I see. At this point, when your cousin saved you, what happened?" asked the police officer.

"Lyndsay shot him. We thought he died. We were wrong," Spinelli replied.

"Did he come back?" asked the officer.

"Yes. In my sophomore year. He stalked me. He kept giving me mysterious phone calls. He eventually showed up," Spinelli said.

"What happened when he did?" asked the police officer.

"Some police shot him," Spinelli told him.

"And he lived again?" asked the man. Spinelli nodded.

"Yes, sir. But we didn't know it at the time."

"I see. What about your junior year? Did he come then?" asked the police officer.

"No. He did not show up during my junior year," Spinelli answered.

"Ok. So the last time he showed up was at your party?" he asked her.

"Yes."

"What happened there?" he asked.

"Well, he was wearing a ski mask so I couldn't see who he was. I noticed he was drinking alcohol so I took it away and he got mad. We got into a big fist fight and I got knocked out. My boyfriend, TJ, saved me. Then the police came and took him away," Spinelli explained.

"I see. Well, From what I understand, this man had abused and stalked his daughter, sold illegal drugs to minors, and attacked his daughter yet again just recently, all in the past three and a half to four years. I do not believe we will need to hear his side because his past is against him. From what I understand, Miss Spinelli, you have already won this. If it were up to me, he would have the death penalty, no questions asked," said the police officer

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A/N: hope ya liked this one. i will try to update again sooner next time. please RR but no flames!!