AN: Hey guys, what's up? Sorry for the long wait, I've been going through a lot and that kind of affects my writing. You know how when an artist is under so much pressure, and is upset, they can't really draw or paint or whatever? Well, that's like me. When I'm upset, I can't write. So, anyways, here are the replies, and the story! Enjoy!

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Silver Sky Magician: I hope you like how this turns out!

Werewolves are People Too: Well, we're just going to have to stop them, aren't we? Lol, well, no "we" I guess, but Rachel. Lol

DetectiveConansBestFan: I'm evil! Sorry! I hope you like this chapter!

Inuyashasonly1: I hope you like this chapter! I'm glad you like the plot, thanks!

StunGun Millie: I can drop it, cuz im EVIL!!! Lol jk jk, anyways, I hope you like this chapter!

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Jimsessouni-Kudokenshin: I tried to read your fic... but I was so lost... it was still very nicely written and stuff, but I was just so confused. I'm sure it was just me, cuz I've been having problems concentrating on anything. I'll give it another read, okay? I'm glad you liked this story! I hope you like this chapter.

Mamour: You're welcome, I always try to respond to peoples post. I hope you like this chapter.

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Mandi

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Case Closed, sadly...

Even in Darkness, I Will Love You: Chapter Four: I Love You, Too

Jimmy's voice died down on the other side of the walkie-talkie. Rachel held onto the small badge, her hands trembling. What did he just say...? She thought to herself, and just the thought of the words he said made her hands tremble more. She could feel her heart twisting inside of her, and she felt it harder to breathe.

"Rachel?" Serena asked, kneeling down next to her best friend. "Are you okay?"

Rachel snapped out of her trance, her face flushed, and she gave a tired smile. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Good," Inspector McGuire said, pushing his way towards her. "'Cause we've got to go help Jimmy!"

Rachel nodded, afraid to say anything.

--

Jimmy gazed down at the badge still in his hand. The last words he had said to her were the words he had dreamed of saying for many years. Why did he pick now to speak up? Was it just a simple mistake? A slip of the tongue maybe? His thoughts escaped him at the sound of footsteps. With a quick glance over him, he saw Big Nose rushing down the steps, and Chubby ran through the back door. Their expressions told him enough. Cops surrounded the place.

"Now what do we do?" Chubby asked, his face dripping with sweat.

Big Nose bit his bottom lip, his eyes searching around the garage for another escape. "Take the kid, and let's get out of here!" He finally said, already rushing to the front of the garage.

Chubby nodded, quickly rushing over to Jimmy. "You better be worth this, kid," he said coldly as he untied the rope around Jimmy. With a sweep of his massive hand, he pulled out his gun and placed it behind Jimmy's neck, urging him to walk quickly down the garage.

Rachel, Jimmy thought. Please hurry.

--

Rachel anxiously tapped her fingers on her thigh while McGuire, Richard, and a few other policemen all sat still in their seats. Richard turned around the corner. They were about ten more minutes away from the bay. Rachel's heart beat louder in her ears with each passing moment.

Oh Jimmy, She thought to herself, looking out of the window. She could imagine the look on his face in the clouds, and she felt her face heat up. Why'd you have to make this so difficult for me?

--

Jimmy was shoved into the back seat of the car, falling over the seat like a rag doll. Gritting his teeth, he sat up right, and Chubby slammed the door shut. Big Nose hopped into the drivers seat, and Chubby sat in the passengers. With screeching tires, Big Nose pulled out of the garage and onto the road.

--

A car served in front of Richard's car, the tires screeching, sparks flying from the back, and three heads showing from the back window. Rachel jumped up, "There's Jimmy!" She pointed to the smaller head in the backseat.

Richard strained his eyes to see. "You're right! But... where's Conan?"

Rachel gasped, "You don't think they killed him already?"

"We don't know anything at the moment, Rachel," McGuire responded.

"But Jimmy said Conan might have been in another room, or still in the car!" Rachel insisted.

"He is small enough to hide from the window," Richard commented.

"The best thing we can do is assume of the worst," McGuire said, regretting what he was saying. "Because... most likely that's the case."

Rachel slumped back in her seat, her eyes fixed on the head in the car in front of them. She gasped, seeing the head turn around. She saw Jimmy's eyes gaze on her, glistening with tears, yet confidence. She knew he was expecting her to save him, that she would free him. If only she felt that confident in herself.

Oh Jimmy, she thought, biting her lip to keep her from talking out loud. I wish I could be as confident in myself as you are in me... I just wish I knew what to do...

--

Jimmy saw the look in her eyes, saw the fear to her heart, the pain of her soul. He gave a deep sigh, knowing the dramatic thoughts playing in his mind over and over weren't true, but just his imagination getting the better of him. With a slight wave of his fingers, he turned his head back to face the front window.

He saw the car bounce up on the deck, and then water. Lots of water. "Oh, damn!" He cursed, covering his face with his arms. The car bounced on the wooden deck, Jimmy and the thugs jumped out of their seats with each bump. Jimmy peaked under his arm, just in time to see water coming up quickly. He quickly ducked behind the passenger seat, covering his head with his arms, and prepared himself for the crash.

The impact hit harder than he was ready for. The airbags cracked open, but Jimmy heard no sound of the thugs crashing into them. With a quick glance, he realized a horrible thought.

The men in black had already escaped from the car!

Their windows were crashed open, water pouring through, carrying broken glass to all parts of the car. Jimmy cursed, trying to steady himself in the sinking car. However, the more he moved, the farther the car was pushed further in the water, causing more to flow in. He cursed again, nearly pulling the badge off of his own skin.

"Hello!" He screamed into the walkie-talkie/badge. "Answer me!"

--

Rachel fumbled with the badge in her hand she had taken from Amy when she hear Jimmy's voice from the other side. "Jimmy! Jimmy, are you okay? We just saw the car go off of the deck!"

"How far away are you?" Jimmy demanded.

Rachel looked around her, seeing dozens of policemen walking around, calling for backup, screaming and shouting, and some even diving into the water. "We are at the edge of the deck. A few divers just went in."

Jimmy cursed. "What's wrong, Jimmy?" Rachel asked after not hearing a word from him in a few seconds.

"The creeps are out of the car!" He snapped. "Rachel, I'm trapped! I can't get out, the water's coming in too quickly!"

Rachel's breathing stopped. She couldn't think, she couldn't speak... her mind was rambling on with dozens of thoughts.

"Rachel!" Jimmy snapped her out of her world. "Help me!"

"I'll be down there, Jimmy!" Rachel shouted back, already rushing toward the few men by the deck.

She could hear him heave a sigh, "Thank you, Rachel."

"And, Jimmy," she said quietly, and quickly. "I love you, too."