Sorry it took so long but here it is……..Chapter 5! : )
Don't own Fillmore.
Act 5: A mistake made
"What makes you think that Malika did it?" Asked Fillmore looking at Ingrid's desk, she had laid out all the evidence and was standing over it. Fillmore waited for a reply while feeding his fish.
"Look at this print; it's a picture of a bird. I went to examine it and discovered that it was a silhouette of a robin. Next there is the mark on the first note, Telhama aid that it was a smudged ink stamp; when we drew it out properly it ended up being from Malika's badge. The paint was red; the marbles are the only thing that doesn't make sense to me. As far as I know Malika never collected marbles, but everything else fits." She said sinking into her chair, she had become tired of these warnings and attacks and her head still throbbed slightly from her fall.
She glanced sideways at Fillmore and watched him take in everything she had said and was now looking at the evidence; she had never really paid attention to how he looked. She blushed and looked down for a moment, was she developing feelings for him? Other then that of a partner…best friend…something more. She shook her head and tried to through that thought from her mind; suddenly her boots had become quite fascinating.
"Ingrid are you ok? Maybe you should rest for today." He asked crouching down to face her.
"I'm fine Fillmore, just thinking about the case" he nodded and got back up.
"I guess it's time we pay a visit to Malika."
They walked into the detention room, there sat Malika staring at her hands, hearing the door open she had looked up but scowled at the sight of Ingrid. "I refuse to talk to you betrayer" she venomously. Ingrid frowned at her but stayed at the door.
"Fillmore I think its best that you ask the questions…besides it's what you do best" she said smiling at him. She watched him move forwards and begin to question Malika. The usual questions "Where were you on such and such a time" she began to look at Fillmore not paying attention to what was being said. She watched the way he frowned and placed a hand on his hip. She looked away from him and smiled to herself, at least she had him around, and she knew he was going to stay.
Fillmore walked up to Ingrid and motioned to go outside. When they were in the hall he shook his head. "It's not Malika" he said walking towards the safety patrol office.
"How can it not be her?" asked Ingrid thinking everything out.
"She has been serving detention since she was caught; she never has time because the guard is always watching her."
"So I guess we're back at square one" sighed Ingrid. She had hoped that they would have gotten this done and over with but apparently they still had the perp that was after her out there. "So what do we do now?" she asked, just when they were about to turn the corner, but she ended up bumping into Fillmore who had stopped and was signaling her to be quiet. She peeked around the bend and saw that the perp was at her locker again, but felt like something was different, she had come face to face with the mysterious person twice and the guy at her locker just wasn't him. Before she could tell him her doubts Fillmore spoke.
"When I start running I want you to run the other way and cut him off ok?" he asked looking at her he paused for a moment "And Ingrid…Be careful." She rolled her eyes and Fillmore smiled, then he began to run. Ingrid turned the other way hearing distantly the shout of Fillmore crying out "Safety patrol stop!"
She got to her position and radioed Fillmore, who told her that they were heading her way. She watched alert but suddenly the door opened behind her, she spun around and there was the masked face, Ingrid gasped and fell backwards landing on the floor the figure looked down at her and pulled out a small vile "Time to sleep!" The person threw the vile and smoke filled the air around her she tried to fight it but darkness filled her vision and she passed out.
Fillmore ran down the hall chasing after the perp who seemed to slow down and call something out "Okay! Okay! Fillmore I've run enough!" the figure stopped and pulled back the mask revealing none other than Wayne. Fillmore stopped in front of him and grabbed him by the collar.
"What were you doing sneaking into Ingrid's locker?! I sent her the other way thinking that we had the perp cornered! Ingrid's on her own she could be hurt!" he yelled. Wayne smiled for a brief moment.
"God knows why I tried to interfere. Listen instead of arguing lets radio her." Fillmore nodded and picked up talkie and pushed the call button while walking towards the exit. She didn't reply. He called her on it again.
"Ingrid false alarm were heading towards you now" static was his only answer, he tried again but felt as though he was hearing him self in double. That's when they'd walked into view of the door, on the ground was Ingrid's talkie and sash, but Ingrid was no where to be seen.
Well there you go, I'm all better from my dental surgery so I'm going back to writing one chapter a night! Again sorry it took so long…..REVIEW PLEASE!!!! :D