Disclaimer: I do not own Cased Closed/ Detective Conan.

A/N: I realize that the first chapter had a few small mistakes. I'm trying to figure out how to edit them. Thank you to everyone that reviewed and gave me your opinions. Here's chapter 2.

Conan opened his eyes the next morning. Exhaustion pressed down on his little body making him want to lie there all day. He hadn't slept much at all last night; his thought had been plagued by Rachel's words.

She loved him. Every time the thought pulsed through his head his heart thudded in his chest and he felt dizzy. Even though he had known for almost a year (Since he became Conan) that she lo- loved him, he still couldn't believe it.

How long had he felt this way about her? Years? No, more than years. Forever.

He remembered back when they were young. How they would fight and bicker, but how much he wanted to tell her he liked her. He never could though. Back then girls were gross, right?

Thoughts of her tear-stained face plagued him; he could not escape them. It was his fault she was miserable. His fault that she cried. He had to come back to her. He had find the dark syndicate and the antidote. For Rachel's sake.

Finally he emerged from his thoughts and sat up. He was stretching his aching limbs when his eyes fell on the clock.

Noon it said. He was late for school. Why didn't Rachel get him up?

He dressed quickly and walked quietly out into the hall. Peeking around the corner he saw Rachel sitting silently in a chair. He face was frozen in a frown and her eyes were closed.

What is she doing? He thought. Something about her face was really creeping him out.

"Rachel?" He asked very carefully. Something's wrong. His thoughts warned him. At first she just sat there like a stone, then she took a deep breath and smiled wide.

"Conan! You're awake. " She said cheerily. Her smile was huge and Conan knew it meant something was up.

She jumped up and set him in a chair at the table. She was humming happily as she put breakfast in front of him.

"There a healthy breakfast for a growing boy." She said then her smile faltered at the shocked look his face held.

"Is something wrong?" She said, sounding very worried. Conan caught his train of thought.

"Oh, no. Thank you. I was just wondering why you didn't wake me for school." It was a good question. Rachel believed that education, especially, for little children was very important.

"One day missed won't hurt anything, will it. I mean all of your marks are excellent. I think your teacher even used the words Young Genius, might be the next Jimmy Kudo. "

Conan took an involuntary gulp. Where is this going? He worried. It seemed that Rachel may know something. But what does she know, that's question.

They spent the whole day together. They went on her errands and other normal stuff. She didn't mention anything to odd or ask any incriminating questions. He couldn't shake the thought that something was up.

They came home later that evening, and he and Rachel sat and watched T.V. for a while when the phone rang.

"Hello?" Rachel said into the brightly receiver. Her face fell when he heard a voice on the other line.

"Hi Serena." She said blandly.

"No. I'm not sad, why?" She said, but her face said otherwise. Suddenly her face contorted.

"NO, I did not think that you were Jimmy! Why would I want to talk to stupid Jimmy anyway? I told you I don't care about Jimmy. He hasn't even called me back yet."

Conan felt guilt rise in his chest. He really should call her...

"I don't care about Jimmy. So just drop it Serena." He blocked out the rest of the conversation. Thirty or so minuets later he yawned deeply and told Rachel that he was going to bed. She barely heard him through her conversation.

He lay in bed for an hour or two, waiting till she was off the phone and quiet. Then he rose silently form bed, snuck out the front door and down to the pay phone outside.

Quietly he slipped his money into the phone, and dialed the number.

Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Then the answering machine started up. He mumbled something about calling Rachel back, but he was worried. He knew she was home. Why wasn't she answering the phone? Was she really that upset?

He sat there staring at the phone in worry when a rap at the door startled him. He turned around to see Rachel standing outside the booth with a triumphant look on her face.

He opened the door and smiled best he could.

"I-I-I was calling... Amy. We were going to go...on a-a-a c-case tonight. I'm sorry Rachel." But Rachel wasn't buying it.

"No lying now Conan." She said.

"Lets go home. I bet Jimmy has left a message for me." With that she took his hand and lead him back to the apartment.

What do you think? I hope you like it. Please review. Thank you for reading my story. Next chapter up soon.