AN: Hey guys, I'm glad you guys liked the past few chapters. I read through them and they kind of didn't seem to be written well. I've been going through this "stage" where I don't write as good as I used to, or as I hope. I've been really down on the dumps lately, and when I am, it affects my writing. But, I am just glad you guys read it and still liked it! Here are the replies to my reviews.
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Mamour: I didn't put it in there more than once? Hmmm I thought I did? Well, I'll check on that! Thanks for letting me know! Anyways, I'm glad you like it! Thanks so much, and I hope you keep reading!
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DetectiveConansBestFan: Thanks! I hope you like the rest of this!
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Silver Sky Magician: I don't think this is my first fanfic... ::checks:: nopes, I wrote another Case Closed fic. Lol, but thanks for the congrats anyways!! Lol, please keep reading!
Mandi
DISCLAIMER: I Don't own Case Closed, sadly.
Even in Darkness, I Will Love You: Chapter Three: Jimmy
McGuire's jaw dropped, and Rachel's heart sank. "How can the car be gone?" McGuire screamed, standing up, the chair falling over under his feet, and his hands slamming on the desk.
"I don't know, sir," the voice on the other end cried. "But it just wasn't there anymore."
"Where are you?"
"We're by the bay."
"But, doesn't the area by the bay have many garages or something?" Rachel spoke up.
"That's right!" McGuire said. "They do! I want you to check every garage in a five mile radius of the bay!"
"We're going to need some backup, sir."
"Consider it done!" McGuire said, his eyes turning over to the rest of the cops around him. They all nodded, and dashed down the stairs to their cars, speeding over to the bay with their sirens wailing.
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Jimmy sat in the wooden chair, rope tied around his stomach and the back of the chair, and his ankles were tied to the legs of the chair. They didn't tape his mouth, because he promised he would keep quiet if they didn't. They were in a garage, just next to the dock of the bay. The sirens of the police cars still rang in Jimmy's ears, that and the pounding of his still bleeding head.
"So now what do we do?" the chubby one of the thugs said, looking at his comrade through thick sunglasses.
"We wait until it's clear," responded the big nose.
"But the cops are looking all over for us!" Chubby shouted.
Jimmy tried not to show a smile as Chubby began to sweat and panic. The dead policeman was lying on the ground in front of Jimmy's feet, probably as a reminder that that would be him if he dare spoke a word.
"Don't you think I know that?" Big Nose shouted back, not showing a hint of fear on his face. "Listen, all we gotta do is climb up the stairs when we hear a copper comin' our way, and we just hide on the roof until the leave."
"But what if they look on the roof?"
"They won't look on the roof."
Come on, Jimmy, think! Jimmy thought to himself. You've got to get out of here alive! He glanced around him, looking down at his own attire. That's right! I still have the badge! He thought as he glanced down at the detective badge/walkie-talkie Dr. Agasa made for him and his little friends. Now all I got to do is use it when they aren't looking.
Big Nose began to walk up to Jimmy, holding a small pill between his index finger and thumb. "Hey, kid. Time to take your medicine." He laughed, shoving the pill into Jimmy's mouth, and holding his mouth shut to make him swallow it. When he did, Big Nose grinned and began to walk away.
Jimmy looked around the room. It began to turn over, like he was slowly falling to the ground. His eyes fluttered close, and his heart twisted and turned. It grew harder to breathe as he tried to stay conscious. His eyes were closed, but he still heard everything around him.
"What's that?" Chubby asked, sounding nervous.
"Ugh, go find out!" Big Nose screamed. "I'll look on the roof, you check by the car."
Jimmy could hear their footsteps leave the room, and he tried to reach for his badge. His fingers were numb, and shaking from the effects of the pill. He finally grabbed it, and turned it on.
"Amy," he whispered, and then froze. My voice! It's back! "Amy! Mitch! George! Someone answer!"
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"Amy! Mitch! George! Someone answer!"
Everyone in the room turned their head to Amy's badge, hearing Jimmy Kudo's voice coming through the other end. Rachel rushed over, and Amy handed the badge to her before she could rip it off of her shirt.
"Jimmy? Jimmy? Where are you?" Rachel asked into the badge.
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"Rachel!" Jimmy's heart soared, but it quickly twisted, causing him to moan in pain.
"Jimmy!" Rachel screamed. "Are you okay?"
"Rachel, listen to me." Jimmy said through deep breaths. "I'm at the first garage by the dock. You can find the two guys who killed the cop here with me. They are holding me here."
"What about Conan? Is it there with you?"
Oh no! Conan! She thinks they took Conan! "Uh..." What if I am finally back to the way I'm supposed to be? Would I turn back into Conan? "I don't know. They might have him in another room, or still in the car."
"Okay, there should be cops around your area, Jimmy."
He could hear the sirens, and then some gunshots. "Rachel, they are getting shot at by the creeps. They might kill me next."
"What?"
"Rachel!" he screamed, trying to get her attention again. "Listen to me! I need you to get in a rental car and come down here. Bring McGuire and a few cops with you, but have them dress like civilians. If the creeps see a cop, they'll shoot."
"Okay, Jimmy. We'll be there to help you soon. I promise."
He smiled, "Thank you, Rachel. I love you."
