HEY AGAIN SUCKERS! Jk. Um, well, this is the third installment of SIWNT. Yes, I know, two chapters in one day?! How amazing, huh?! Well, here's the disclaimer. OH AND REMEMBER TO VOTE! FAV COLOR IN YOUR REVIEW FOR SOKERU FIRST, FAV MOVIE IN YOUR REVIEW FOR DAIORA FIRST! ...On to the disclaimer! TK, you're up!

TK: No! You turned me into a drug addict!

Authoress: Oh, forget this.

Davis: Pops up I can do it!
Authoress: Woo! Go ahead.

Davis: Ok, she doesn't own Digimon, and this fic is ripped off an episode of Law and Order: SVU. I'm a main character, if you didn't already know that. Whispers My role is bigger than TC's.

Authoress: Blink Err, you had me until you started whispering to the wall.

Davis: -Grins-

EARLIER (This is set a week before chapter 2 was set)

Davis stared at TK long and hard. Then he did it. He blinked. "Damn!" Davis growled, slamming his fist onto the table. TK shook his head, and muttered. "I told you that you would lose." Davis narrowed his eyes and chuckled a little bit. "Well I guess you're right, Mr. Takaishi. But enough of this foolishness. It's time for the serious stuff."

Davis looked at Sora and she nodded, as if saying 'continue.' TK looked at Davis and had a suspicious look. "What, you want to have another staring contest and make bets this time?" TK asked. "No, Mr. Takaishi, I have to hate to ask you this but... have you been taking Ecstasy and cocaine long?" Davis inquired, standing up to get to another seat, eyes on him the whole time Davis already knew the answer, but he just HAD to hear it from TK. TK's look turned from okay to aggravated and he quickly sniped, "None of your fucking business."

"But it IS our business, Takeru," Sora said calmly. TK looked down at his lap angrily. He hated it when she called him 'Takeru'. Only one person in his life did that, and she was long gone.

"So what if I did? Are you going to arrest me?" He asked sarcastically, looking at Davis. Davis looked down, seeing the fear in his eyes. "No, Mr. Takaishi. We just want to know why," the brown haired detective replied. A silence elapsed for about a minute. "Well then MAYBE," TK said smartly, continuing to stare at his lap. Something was wrong. "Did someone change my clothes while I was sleeping?" He asked suddenly.

Sora blinked and leaned back a little bit. Most rape victims never want themselves touched after a rape, so then she said, "Don't worry Mr. Takaishi the clothes will be back after they wash them." TK looked up at her with a look that said 'That's not what I was worried about.' He then looked at Davis and said coolly, "Oh."

"What was the clothes thing about?" Davis asked Sora once they left the room and the door was shut tightly behind them. "Oh you know, Davis, rape victims don't want to be touched...so he probably felt like his space was invaded while he wasn't aware, such as his case," Sora replied. "Okay," Davis said, him and his partner continuing to walk. They stopped when a doctor rushed over to them, "Detectives!" she cried out frantically. "Yes, doctor?" Sora inquired, looking curious.

"I found this in Takeru Takaishi's clothes pocket," the doctor said, pulling out something that looked like a long rotten carrot. Davis and Sora stared at the carrot for a while. "I think I better take this," Davis said after a long period of silence, taking the ugly piece of... carrot, and taking a handy plastic bag out of his pocket, putting the... thing in it. Sora and Davis didn't even need to send it in to get analyzed. They knew what it was... A human finger.

PRESENT

"I better not stay too long," Sora muttered to herself, going up to the counter. "I'm here to visit..."

The nurse at the counter looked at Sora and smiled, "Good afternoon, Detective. You may visit Mr. Takaishi. He should be done eating by now." Sora nodded a thanks and walked over to his room. The carrot thing had been analyzed and it was indeed a human finger... but the odd thing was that the DNA was nearly the same as TK's. The finger belonged to a blood relative... a two year old blood relative. She gulped when she thought about the finger, and how TK might have killed someone else before and kept that finger as a trophy.

She opened the door slowly and looked around the room. TK was staring at the wall again and there was an empty can of apple juice on the floor. She calmly walked over to TK, smiling. "Good afternoon, Takeru," she said, taking her usual seat by the hospital bed. TK's cerulean blue eyes which were now red and puffy, looked at Sora. She looked shocked. 'Was he crying?' Sora thought.

"What do you want Onell," he said emotionlessly, continuing to stare at her. There was something different about him, Sora had thought. TK never had kept this long of an eye contact with anyone until now. "Oh sweetie, are you all right?" she asked fearfully. "Do I LOOK all right you dumb bitch?!" TK yelled out. Sora just stayed in her calm collective and stared into his eyes. "I'm sorry Takeru, I just thought..."

"You thought wrong," TK said coldly, breaking eye contact and looking down. Sora pat him on the back lovingly. "Mr. Takaishi, you can trust me..."

'There are THOSE WORDS again.' TK thought and murmured, "Nothing but words..."

"TK, please, tell me what's wrong," Sora said, putting her hand on his shoulder. TK pulled away from her and looked through the window, noticing that the world outside was dark, just like his life. "Go away," he said simply.

"Mr. Takaishi-" Sora began, but was interrupted. "GO AWAY!" he shouted, clenching his fist and resisting the urge to punch her. Sora backed away shaking her head. 'I'm so sorry, Takeru. I'm so sorry I lost contact with you. I'm so sorry that I wasn't there for you,' she thought, suddenly being overwhelmed with guilt. She walked backwards while keeping an eye on him slowly until she exited the hospital room. Keeping an eye on TK, who hadn't looked away from the window yet, Sora walked out of the door and closed it.

"Sora."

She stopped and turned around, to see her partner eyeing her wearily. "Here again?" He asked blankly. Sora looked down at the ground, nodding. "Yes. Why are you here?"

"Same reason you have been here... a lot," Davis replied. She looked up at him and blinked. "I'm just worried about him, that's all." He nodded and said, "You're worrying about him so much that you come during the nights to watch him sleep?"

Sora looked bewildered, as if asking 'How did you know?' Davis smirked. "Sora... it's obvious. You look so tired, like you haven't had any sleep. I don't remember the last time you ate, and being around you has never been so awkward since I had that crush on you before."

She shook her head, then took a double take. "What?! When?" Davis rolled his eyes. "When I was eleven. Anyways, don't change the subject." Sora's eyes narrowed and she brushed past him. "At least I'm worried, unlike some people."

Davis felt anger rise up in him and he grabbed her wrist before she was out of his reach. "What are you saying?" he asked. "Well what do you think," Sora replied bitterly, shaking her arm so that she was out of his grasp. She didn't know what had come over her for that split second but she couldn't stop it. "All YOU'VE been doing is working on the case night and day, which to others may look like you care about TK; but I know. All you're worried about is catching the guy so that you'll get on the lieutenant's good side. You know why, Davis. These past cases you've been screwing up and if it wasn't for me you'd be out of a job. I heard the lieutenant today. You don't give a crap about Matt, or TK for that matter. In fact, you're happy that he's like this. It finally means that you're better than him!" Sora yelled.

Davis had never been hit so hard in his life. Sora was supposed to be HIS friend, and friends are supposed to be supportive; so he replied with equal force. "As a matter of FACT, I DO care about Matt and TK. SOMEONE in this so called PARTNERSHIP has to keep it together since you're falling apart!" Davis yelled, "I'VE been taking the rap for YOUR SCREW UPS. This case is also impairing your judgment. You believe that TK is so innocent that you've completely ignored the fact that HE could have killed before, and possibly now! YOU'RE the one that's screwing up, Sora, and I have had your back all the way. Now you're saying that I am the one who doesn't care? Think again!" Davis shouted. The people in the hospital had long paused what they were doing to see what the hell they were arguing about.

Sora growled and stomped off in a different direction. It was time to have a talk with the lieutenant. She couldn't work with this novice anymore!

Davis grumbled watching her leave the hospital, giving a death glare to all who was staring at him. He shook his head to shake off all the thousands of thoughts that were racing in his head and opened the hospital door to TK's room. 'Good damn thing his room is soundproofed,' Davis thought, entering the room.

"Hello Mr. Takaishi," Davis said, walking into the hospital room. TK, who was still staring out the window, looked over at him. "Your partner was here a while ago. What, did you guys break up?" TK said nonchalantly.

"Something like that," Davis drawled, eyes looking around the room. He took a seat next to the hospital bed that was usually Sora's. "You know, Mr. Takaishi, we found it."

TK paled, slowly turning his head to look at him. "Found what?" he asked. "The finger, TK. The one that's related to you," Davis answered. He didn't feel like being sensitive anymore.

TK huffed a little and stared angrily at him. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Bullshit Takaishi!" Davis yelled, obviously still angry from the argument he had just had. "Who's finger is it?!"

TK continued to stare at Davis angrily until he broke the gaze and started sobbing into his hands. Davis's eyes widened. 'Oh shit, what did I do?' He asked himself. TK started saying some nonsense words, which had started out sounding like "I frnlay sir he for wurn ee gurt hit..."

"What, Mr. Takaishi?" Davis asked blinking.

"I only see his face when I get high..." TK said clearly. "Who's face?" Davis said, sinking into his chair.

"...His name... was..." the child of hope started, but stopped as the door creaked opened slightly. A man stood in the doorway, looking concerned. "Is this Takeru Takaishi's room?" He said. He looked about mid-thirties, and dressed himself up quite nicely. His hair was a sandy brown and his eyes were the brightest shade of blue. He had a quite muscular frame

"Yes," Detective Moyimoya said, looking at the man. "Who're you?" TK looked over at the man who stood at the doorway and suddenly had the overwhelming feeling of powerlessness. 'Those eyes...' He thought. "I'm just a good friend of his brother's," the man said, "Who are you?" Davis blinked and looked at TK, who had a frozen expression on his face. It was fear. "I'm also a friend of both of them..." Davis said, looking back at the man.

The man, who had a hand stuffed in his pocket, started to walked over slowly. "Oh, I see..." he said, closing the door behind him. "Are these rooms soundproofed?" he asked dumbly. Davis looked at him in suspicion. "Yes..." Motimoya replied.

"Oh... I see..." the man repeated, continuing to walk over. TK's eye started to twitch as the man continued to inch his way closer. The unknown man laughed and pulled his hand out of his pocket, which had a beer in it. He handed it to Davis. "Well, I thought that my buddy here would be in good enough shape for alcohol, but I guess not. He barely looks like he can get out of bed."

TK sneered and turned away, not wanting to look at him. 'Why is he so intimidating?' TK thought, looking down at the bed sheets. Davis smiled slightly and examined the beer, opening it. He looked around the rim of the opening, noticing a crusty white substance on it. Raising a brow, he looked back at the man who just stood on the bed next to TK. "Hey, do you want some?" Davis asked.

"No, it's all right, I'm driving home," The man replied. Davis shook his head. "Okay, fine then... If you'll excuse me, I have this weird habit of drinking and peeing at the same time." He got up and left, to go use the bathroom.

The man moved in closer to TK until he was right by him. TK clutched the cotton sheets nervously and continued staring at his lap.

Davis remerged from the bathroom with an empty beer bottle. The man saw him out of the corner of his eye and sneered when he saw the bottle. 'Not long before he passes out...' He thought. Just then, Davis staggered over, "Wow... that's some strong alco-..." he suddenly dropped to the floor.

"Mr. Gill?" TK said, hearing the thud and looking over at the side of the bed to see him.

"Looks like it's just you and me kid..." the man sneered.

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Cliffhanger... argh I suck...