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-1- If you didn't hear me the first time, I'd better say it again "No heavy flames" please.

-2- I want to apologize for taking so long to update the story. With all the hurricanes coming through here lately, there's been a ton of stuff happening.

B.T.W: At the end of my story are a few F.A.Q's that a few of you have been asking me in your reviews. If you want to see them answered, please read them at the end of my story.

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Chapter 20

"True Criminal?"

Fillmore and Roberts wait impatiently for her response. Was she the criminal or not? They just couldn't wait to find out the answer. The Silence was making them both wonder about Stacey.

"Stacey we really need to know the truth,"

Stacey looks from the cheerleading uniform up at Roberts and Fillmore. She remained silent. It seemed as though they were going to need to get these answers out of her a different way. She didn't seem to want to cooperate with them.

"Look, my partner and I just want answers,"

"I...I've never seen that uniform before. I swear it. Now I need to get back to class to my group," (what does that mean?)

Stacey walks back towards the door but feels a hand on her shoulder, stopping her.

"Please tell us now if you have any other information. We'd enjoy your cooperation!" Fillmore says taking his hand off her shoulder.

Stacey sighs. She feels as though this is getting old really quickly.

"I do apologize but I know very little. I do want to wish you the best of luck with your investigation." She seems upset for some odd reason. Had they been that hard and made her that upset? Now they were feeling a bit guilty.

Did she know something? Maybe she wasn't telling them because she was attempting to protect someone. Fillmore had found that common in many of the investigations.

Sometimes the people felt that if they assisted the Safety Patrol in cracking the case, they would be ratting out that specific person. There was a chance that's what was occurring in this situation.

"Stacey hold up. Are you trying to defend someone? Is that why your not saying anything?"

"Protect someone? No, there's no one I know involved in this case, if that's what you mean. At least not that I know of,"

Fillmore and Roberts exchange glances. This whole situation still seemed unusual some how. However they just couldn't put their finger on what exactly it was.

"Are you absolutely positive?" Roberts asked as he took another step towards her. He leaned forward a little bit as if he was very interested in her response.

"I swear under the girls scout honor, that I don't know anything to help you. I'm not lying!" (you might wan't come up with something more

"Thanks for your time Stacey. We'll keep in touch!"

Stacey happily disappeared into her classroom, but not before taking one more glance at Fillmore and Roberts. After she was gone, Roberts turns towards Fillmore. "Now what? Who's next?"

"Stacey Stevens is the next person," Fillmore replies as he holds up the folder for Roberts to see. "She's in the Key Club, which happens to be almost clear across the campus! Come on, Roberts, we'd better get going!"

"Is she the president or something?"

"No. She's just an ordinary member of Key Club!"

They journeyed around school until they got to the Key Club door. Roberts reached for the door and attempted to open it. However he quickly realized that it was locked.

"Looks like we'll have to continue tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow?" Roberts asked in an upset tone.

"That's right. We can't go any further since the whole clubs gone home and it's already 8:30,"

Roberts was very reluctant to quit the case tonight, first because it was getting so interesting and because it was his very first case. He really enjoyed being a Safety Patroller, at least so far. He'd heard that they also had a lot of paperwork to do.

He really wasn't looking forward to that part of being a Safety Patroller Officer. In his classes he got his fair amount of paperwork. (neither would I)

"Yes, we have tonight. But make sure to be at Safety Patrol Head Quarters about an hour before school starts,"

"Huh? Why an hour before school? Isn't that a bit early to be there?

"The paperwork has to be done and I think that Junior Commissioner Vallejo has to lecture us on something again,"

Roberts nods. "Okay, see you tomorrow then,"

Roberts walks down the opposite hall that Fillmore's already disappeared down. He has to admit that this schools very interesting, more so than the old school he'd been transferred from.

Fillmore was a character too. He seemed very dedicated to his job. You could tell how much experience that Fillmore had by the way he handled the case. Although Roberts was still very much a beginner, he could tell that Fillmore knew what he was doing.

He wondered if Fillmore had just made a lot of mistakes, or if someone had taught him these skills. Roberts also had to wonder if they would ever solve this case at all. They didn't have many more days before the game.

They were quickly running out of time. If he was able to, he would work the entire night. He wished that he could do that. However he knew he wouldn't be able to because he couldn't take the tools he needed with him all night. If he needed backup- he couldn't call for it.

He carried his badge, I.D. and his orange, Safety Patrol belt everywhere however. That wasn't against the rules to take home. But the walky-talkies were the schools and they cost so much, that they had to kept near school.

He pushed out the school doors and out onto the street. The only lights on seemed to be the streetlights. The streets were bare and it was eerily quiet tonight. Neighborhood dogs could be heard barking in the distance. Yes, it was just another normal night here in their district.

"Hey Penny are those uniforms here yet?"

Roberts stopped dead in his tracks and pushed his back to the wall. Penny was here? What was she doing out here, this time of night?

"No not yet,"

"Well, the cheerleaders are getting aggravated. They want to take a gander at them,"

"They're not completely finished yet. I haven't been able to snatch another ten of them from the other cheerleaders yet,"

"Okay, okay. Just make sure that those uniforms are completely finished before the play, or else the directors going to be breathing down your neck,"

"Oh, they will be! Don't worry!"

Roberts couldn't believe what he'd just heard. Penny and this girl were the criminals behind this whole thing? Was it true? Since he was alone, he wasn't positive on what he should do. Should he jump out and confront them?

He couldn't call for Fillmore, he had to leave his walky-talky at school, and he was positive that Fillmore didn't have his on his belt. Finally he decided that it probably would be best to stay put to see what else they had to say.

Then, he would tell Fillmore and the rest of the Safety Patrol just what he'd heard. This would be great evidence for the case that they'd been investigating. This was just the kind of stuff that he and Fillmore had been waiting to turn up.

He leaned a little bit closer. "Well, see that you get them in very soon. The director is getting impatient with not having those uniforms during the practices. I mean, we have everyone else's uniforms in and ready but not the cheerleaders,"

"I know! I know! You don't have to tell me that again!"

"Well, anyway, I think I'll assist you on snatching up another ten of those uniforms. I think you need a little help finishing this stuff up!"

Penny sighs. "Fine. Come on. We'll get on it tomorrow!"

The girls take off in the same direction while humming to themselves and vanishing into the distance.

Yes, this was something Fillmore and the rest of the Safety Patrol needed to be informed about. He wondered what Fillmore would do after he explained what had happened.

"Yes!" Roberts said.

To Be Continued

F.A.Q's:

-4- there is a bunch of F.A.Q's in your reviews and I wanted to see if I could answer a few of them.

Q: "What was the gift that Ingrid received but she wasn't suppose to open until she left? "

A: "The present is valuable and one of the few things that she actually enjoys. The present also happens to be something that the whole Safety Patrol, and everyone else that's really close to her knows about.

Q: "Is Ingrid coming back into the story?" StarStar16 and Possesed Angel

A: "Possibly Ingrid's long lost twin comes back to the school and tricks everyone into thinking she's Ingrid. Maybe we discover that Ingrid has a secret life no one ever knew about through a letter she sends to Fillmore. Maybe Ingrid comes back as a ghost. Or maybe for Fillmore's birthday, he and the rest of the Safety Patrol go visit Ingrid, but when they get there the Third Family household is completely abandoned. Another Possibility, Fillmore takes a trip to visit Ingrid, and finds out that she has a new boyfriend, all new friends and isn't the same girl he knew in Middle School. She has a totally different appearance now.

Q: "What's going to happen between Tehama and Anza in the future?"

A". "She could move away, which would mean that she and Anza wouldn't have a good relationship together. Perhaps Anza gives up on Tehama and tries chasing after another "Pretty girl."Basically on this question, everyone is going to have to keep reading the chapters and find out for yourselves

Q: "Is O'Farrell ever going to join the Safety Patrol again?"

A: "There's a chance that O'Farrell will get bored of being popular, Possibly it will get too complicated or something will happen with his "new friends" that might make him become a Safety Patroller once again. However he could just be a popular kid for the rest of the story.

did that help everyone?

JThat's all the F.A.Q's right now. If anyone else has any more questions for me, please include them in your reviews. I'd be delighted to answer the ones that I can. J