Title: The Meaning of Pops
Author: Lady Jet
Rating: PG-14
Summery: Zenigata finds out a lot of things very quickly about Lupin the Third, most that surprise both the thief and the inspector.
Author's Note: I own nothing!
Chapter Four: Lost no More
"We have some good samples of Lupin in the database. We'll find out if this blood came from him or one of his crew in no time." The lab technician was a lanky fellow, with shaggy blonde hair that seemed to go in every unnatural direction. Zenigata cursed himself up and down for letting the FBI try to handle his case.
"Damn it! I knew I should have never trusted that guy to try and handle Lupin on his own!" The lab tech just shook his head and continued to work.
"Hey, why don't you get some sleep, Inspector. This might take a while."
"I thought you said it would be no time," Zenigata said with a rather confused look. The tech hung his head a bit.
"Listen, just get some sleep, I'll have you paged when the results are ready. We're going to do a lot of tests on the samples anyway," the tech said practically kicking the older man out of his lab.
"Well, all right, but I'd better be the first to know!" With that said the inspector headed off to his hotel room.
"OW DAMN IT!" Lupin yelled at the top of his lungs. Jigen winched and sighed.
"Hold still Lupin, or this 'ill hurt a hell of a lot worse," the gunman said while wrapping the fresh gun wound around Lupin's waist.
"Some damn birthday this turned out to be." Fujiko sighed and looked over the money she was able to pull from the tables before perking up.
"Oh that's right, you're going to be what? Twenty today?" Lupin sulked and cursed a bit.
"Twenty one thank you, I've been working with Jigen since we were...hum sixteen?" the brown haired man asked suddenly wishing he hadn't moved so quickly. "OW DAMN THAT HURT!"
"You were seventeen I was almost nineteen. And stop moving the hell around! Geeze act your age for once." Jigen continued to work on the injured thief. "You're lucky it didn't hit anything. There, done." Lupin put his shirt tie and jacket back on and winched slowly leaning back against the old couch.
"Well the place is rather hot now, perhaps it would be better to stay low for a while," Goemon said sitting by the door Indian style, his sword cradled gently in his shoulder. Lupin sighed rather painfully and nodded.
"Yeah, maybe just go sight seeing. After all, what is this state's moto? 'I love New York'? Let's relax a while! Besides, Pops needs a break, and we deserve one!" Agreements came from the three other members of the gang, and the discussion was settled.
Zenigata sighed and flipped through the files that were spread over his bed in his hotel room. He scratched his head and grumbled looking over what little personal information the ICPO had on the thief. He pinched the bridge of his nose and closed the file.
"DAMN YOU LUPIN!" he screamed at the top of his lungs to release the stress and steam. The buzz of his cell phone caused Zenigata to jump and panic slightly. "Zenigata."
"Inspector, you need to come down to the lab right away, there's something very strange going on," the lab tech said over the phone. His voice was rather shaky and he could hear machines running in the background.
"Right I'll be down there in ten." Hanging up the phone, Zenigata tossed his signature trench coat on and left for his car.
As he drove along he wondered what could be so weird to make the lab tech sound so strangely. He shook it off as nothing and pulled into the drive way.
"Inspector, if you'll come this way, there are several important things we need to discuss," said a special agent as he stepped out of his car.
"What's wrong, sir?" Zenigata asked walking along next to the man.
"We've done several different DNA tests on the blood samples we recovered from the crime scene. We were trying to see if there was any link to any other criminals in our database or even in the FBI and elsewhere; to see if there is any connection family wise to his ways of getting in." Zenigata frowned a bit. He hadn't heard that Lupin had any other family other than his mother and father.
"What have you found out sir?" he asked looking forward as they entered the lab.
"He has no genetic similarities to the other Lupin's. Lupin the second and his wife are not his parents." Zenigata stared in utter shock at the lab tech.
"You mean, he was adopted?"
"Or kidnaped, we don't know. But also...you might want to take a look at these results, Inspector, I suggest you take them to your hotel to read them. It's completely confidential between the three of us." Zenigata frowned and took the file almost afraid to open it. Swallowing his pride he opened the file and began to read.
"Woah! What's this all about Zenigata?" came the voice of the chief through the other line. Zenigata sighed and rubbed his eyes which were red and tear stained.
"I'm resigning from the Lupin case, as well as Interpol. I really don't want to talk about the details Chief. It's just, things have come up and I feel I'm going to be a liability to the case."
"Well if you're sure Zenigata. You were the best Inspector we had on Lupin's trail, we're sorry to see you go. I'll see you in a week then at the office when you get back."
"Of course chief, a week. Good bye," Zenigata said as he looked sadly at the file from the lab that was opened across his lap. "You were right under my nose all along, Hajime, and I was too blind to see it."