And another installment in the Case Closed fic!

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Pairings: ConanxAmy JimmyxRachel

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Conan opened the door slowly. It was big and heavy, made of oak. The hinges creaked from age. Sticking his head in, he took a quick look around before entering.

Behing him, Amy entered, also looking around the place. "Wow, Conan. This place is creepy,"

Conan shrugged, "Not any creepier than some of the places we've been,"

"True," she said stepping a little closer to him.

Conan took a flashlight from his pocket. Turning it on, he shone it about the front area. Pillars held up the concrete walls and cieling. Conveyor belts and boxes were the only contents of the vast room. He motioned fro her to follow him. They started for the back wall of the room.

The Fated Day

Amy stopped to look at a box. It had some strange logo on it that Rachel recognised as some pharmcutical company's logo. Peering over the side of the box, Amy noticed it was empty. Looking deeper, she spotted a piece of paper.

Lifting it out, she couldn't see what was written on it.

Spotting Conan, she was about to ask him to come over so she could see the flashlight when a big crash resounded.

Conan quickly turned off the flashlight.

Amy was plunged into darkness. "C-C-Conan?" she whispered, fear evident in her voice.

"Shhh, Amy be quiet! We could be heard!"

"Conan where are you!" she whispered a little louder.

"It's okay, I'm right here," he said, coming up to her from behind and putting a hand on her shoulder. Amy yelped and turned quickly. "Shhhh!" he insisted. "Come on," he said, pointing to a hall.

Not wanting to take any chances, she took his hand in hers. She could tell Conan was rolling his eyes because of her girly transgressions, but if he knew who she was...he may have had a different attitude. Secretly, she loved this time. This is when he really showed the Jimmy part of him.

Walking along, a creak resounded from behind them. Amy flinched but didn't say anything. Conan pulled her down over to the wall, hiding behind a bunch of boxes. She clung to his arm, a very Un-Rachel but very Amyish thing to do.

A strange noise was heard.

"Jeez, George! Can't you control that thing?"

"What! I'm hungry! And we probly won't even find 'em! Look, as much as I wana help Amy-"

"Shutup, George! Someone could hear us! Not that your stomach didn't give that away already,"

"Hey!"

The two now identified figures moved slowly in the direction of the two hiding second-graders. Amy let go of Conan's arm, now somewhat at ease. "What should we do?" she whispered to Conan.

"I don't want to scare them, they might shout. But I think we should try to get them to leave. Ignoring them won't do anything, and if they stay, there's more of a chance we'll get caught," Conan whispered back, trying to think of some way that they could make George and Mitch leave.

"What if we use our badges to relay a message or something?"

"I don't think so, they may hear our real voices. Not to mention Dr. Agasa has his radio tuned in on our frequency in case anything happens. He'd just end up coming here and then we'd have him to deal with,"

"But he may be working in the lab and not hear us," Conan looked skeptical. "At least we could give it a try,"

"I dunno, Amy," Conan tried, but Amy had already reached for her badge. She briefly reminisced about when Conan had come to her rescue when they had been using the badges and they thought she was kidnapped.

"George? Mitch?" Amy said, oputting on her best "frightened" voice. Conan was impressed with the acting. The two figures travelling down the hall quickly hid and got their badges.

"Amy is that you?" Mitch asked.

"Hey, Mitch," Amy said, sounding disappointed. "Conan and I have, uh, we've uh,"

"Found something," Conan quickly supplied.

"Right and so, we're gonna stay, uh, here. Stay at the park! You are still at the park right?"

Mitch fumbled. "Uh, Of course we are!"

"Right!" George chimed in.

"Over and out," Amy said. She miled at Conan. "See easy as pie!"

"Pie!" George said, standing up, "I like pie!" he hesitated, "Wait!" he said. He looked over the box he was next to, finding a very startled Amy and Conan.

"I knew you were lying!" he almost shouted. He picked Conan up by the collar. "You were trying to get us to leave weren't you!"

"Sh! George, not so loud!" Amy said. "Put Conan down!" she ordered. George hesitated. "I said down,"

"Alright," George reluctantly agreed.

"Now," Amy said, "We were just making sure you weren't following us, like we told you not to," Amy said. "But you're here, and so I hope you have a good explanation," she waited expectantly, tapping her foot.

George and Mitch traded a look, then looked guiltily down at their shoes. "No, Amy," they said simultaneously.

"Well then, I don't know what we're gonna do now," The boys looked at her quizically. "I meant whether we should let them come along, Conan,"

Conan finally getting it, stood from where George had dumped him, "Well Amy, they seem like they want to come-"

The two nodded.

"-But they did follow us without permission-"

The two stared at the floor.

"-But they also were concerned for you-"

They nodded.

"-However, we don't know what we're getting into-"

They stared at the floor.

"So do you think they should stay or not?"

"Amy, this is your mission, you call,"

"Please let us stay Amy!" George said.

"Yeah! We won't be trouble! We just wanna see what your up to!"

"..." Amy considered, "Fine," she decided, in a slightly annoyed tone, letting the boys know who was the boss.

"YAY!" George and Mitch shouted. Conan immediately put hands on both of their mouths, looking around in case anyone heard their outburst.

Amy's held breath was loosed after a few moments of silence. It seemed no one had heard. "Don't do that again!" Amy hissed.

"Sorry," they whispered back.

Amy turned. "Conan?" she asked, looking down the hall. "Flashlight," she demanded.

Conan obeyed, turning on the flashlight and leading the Detective Boys down the hall. Rachel had always thought that was a horrible name. I mean what was she? A boy? NO! And she was part of this league too! In fact, she was leading this mission! She deserved more respect than this, especially from Conan/Jimmy.

In the hall, they found doors. Many doors. Some of them had little windows to see through, some had padlocks so no one could get in, still others had door knockers. Nearing the end of the hall, they started to hear voices. Conan wisely turned off the flashlight. They turned the corner into the next hall, where they saw light coming under one of the doorways.

They snuck up to it. Conan looked at George expectantly. George crouched, obeying Conan. He lifted the boy up so he could see through the tiny window at the top of the door. Amy and Mitch crouched near the bottom to hear snips of the conversation.

Conan's eyes widened. He saw two men in the room. One he instantly recognised. "It's them," he said. They started to talk again.


"I was hoping she could tell us, when she awakens, of course,"

"And how do you know that she'll know. Her boyfriend is a very devious man, and I should suspect that he was careful not to reveal too much,"

"We have also cultivated evidence that the night Kudo was given the drug, a mysterious kid came to live with them,"

"And where did you get this evidence?"

"My sources-"

"Your sources. Your sources! Your sources said that Kudo was dead, that's what your sources said. And was he? NO! Now you listen Gin and you listen good. I don't want any more of your 'trusted' sources. You bring me the evidence, if your 'sources' really have any at all,"

"Yes, sir... And what of the girl?"

"What of her?"

"Well, I expect she won't want to tell us anything willingly, sir,"

"I suppose then we should threaten her with the APTX-4869. She'll come around,"

"If you say so, sir,"


Outside, the kids listened with bated breath. Amy sneaked a glance at Conan to see how he was taking this information. He didn't look happy.

"Are they talking about Jimmy Kudo, Rachel's boyfriend?"

Conan waited a moment before answering, "Yes," he stated simply. "And they've got Rachel,"

The shrunken Rachel felt the irony for a second.


The men inside started to talk again.

"Good, then. I shall take my leave. You know how to contact me if need be, which I expect it won't,"

"Right. I'll question her, threaten, and then give her the drug,"

"Good man,"


Conan's fists tightened. He watched the familiar man go to a door on the left wall and open it. He knew that door didn't go to a hall, so that must be where they were keeping Rachel. He was infuriated. He knew this would happen, but they didn't even know he was Jimmy. How could they have known his ties to Rachel?

"Hey a kid!" the man from the room shouted, pointing at Conan.

Conan hopped down off of George, twisting his ankle. He gave a little whimper of pain, but then stood. They had to get away. The Detective Boys (plus girl) gasped and scrambled away. Moments later, they heard a solitary pair of footsteps scrambling after them. They were on the run now.

They ran around the corner just in time not to be seen by the man following them.

Mitch, who was leading, stopped and opened a door. "In here!" he said, running inside. He was followed closely by George. Amy paused in the doorway, looking around for Conan, who was hobbling after them.

"Go!" he hissed. Amy, too frightened to argue, obeyed.

Conan ran in and closed the door. However this action didn't go unnoticed by their pursuer.

Amy, Mitch, and George ran to the wall and hid. The boys were hidden behind a box, and Amy hid behind a file cabinet.

Conan was on his way to a file cabinet, when he tripped.

"Conan!" Amy shouted.

"Stay there!" Conan said back, trying to get up.

He didn't make it.

The door opened and the man came in, gun drawn and pointing at Conan.

Conan sighed, catching his breath, and then flipped over to look at his pursuer. He gasped. "Your- Your that other man from the amusement park!"

"Amusement park?" the man asked. "You're Kudo!"

"Whaaa! No! I'm- I'm-... I'm that kid,"

"Yeah I can see that,"

"I meant the one who came to live with the girl you're holding hostage after Jimmy went away!"

"...Oh... Wait! How did you know about our hostage!"

Conan sweatdropped nervously. "Goodbye, kid," he was about to pull the trigger.

Rachel felt helpless watching this. She almost lost Jimmy once, she wasn't about to lose him again.

"JIMMY!" she shouted, coming out of her place behind the file cabinet.

Conan's head shot up, a horrified expression on his face. "RACHEL!"

The man pilled a cord on his ear and started talking.

Rachel, as Amy, ran to him and clamped onto his arm, eyes tightly shut. Conan could only look at her in utter amazement.

"So, any other youngsters here I should know about?" he asked after his conversation. Conan shot a glare to where the others were hiding, telling them not to move, then quickly looked away.

"Over there then?" the man said. He backed over to where Conan was looking.

"YAAAAAAAAAA!" Two boys jumped out, brandishing bats. They hit the man on the head. Rachel screamed.


In another room, a man was being informed about two hostages they picked up. Then he threatened the hostage in front of him. But the man on the other line seemed to be having trouble. Two shouts and a scream were heard.

TBC!


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