DISCLAIMER: I do not own nor wish it to appear that I am the owner of Speed Racer/Mach Go Go Go and all related products thereof.
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Speed threw his brown dress coat into the back of the Mach 5 after taking out his cell phone. He sat down in the driver's side and hit the steering wheel. Then taking a deep breath he dialed Sparky up.
" Yep?" Sparky was in some crowded place.
" Hey Sparks, were's Trixie?"
Sparky sighed, " Dude I know that you think that me and her got something going on, but really-"
" No, no," Speed waved his hand as though Sparky could see it, " remember when I said that I thought this meeting would be the end of all of this mess."
" Um hum," Sparky was chewing on the other line.
" Yeah, well, I was right," Speed gritted his teeth, " the bastard who killed my mom might come after Trix."
There was a long pause on Sparky's end before his voice, in a shocking serious tone spoke, " I'll go get her."
" Thanks," Speed wanted to lighten the mood a bit, " Hey, when are you coming back to the apartment?"
Sparky chuckled, " I guess tonight. Wanted to make sure you were truly ok and that you wouldn't try to burn my balls off in the middle in the night."
Speed actually laughed, " Nah, I won't, come on back."
" Awww," Sparky gushed, " You missed me, didn't ya big boy!"
Speed shook his head and with an amused grin stated, " I'll see you tonight then."
Sparky cut in before Speed could hang up, " What are you doing now?"
Speed set his jaw, " I have to meet up with an old friend."
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" You want some more?"
" Sure," the man wearing a light blue polo shirt nodded, handing over his mug.
The other man stood, stretching then tugging at his curled beard walked into the kitchen. He poured another glass of tea for his guest and one for himself. He then made his way back to the living room. While handing the cup back to his guest he was greeted by a knock at his front door.
" Wonder who that is?" the man with the curled beard walked to his foyer then looking through the peep hole opened the door with a grin.
" My, my, long time no see!"
Speed nodded, " I'm sorry, I have no excuse for that Inspector."
Inspector Detector smiled, " You're young and handsome, no doubt you had your hands full!" He let out a hearty laugh, " Come in please. I already have company, but I'm more than sure you won't mind."
Speed let the Inspector lead him into his rather large living room and looked upon the face of the other guest.
The man stood, " Oh, trust me, he minds."
Speed narrowed his eyes, " How are you Rex?"
Rex raised a brow, " You actually care?"
Speed smirked, " Yeah, believe it or not I do."
" Well, in that case," Rex smiled, " I am fine." he took his place back in the arm chair and took a sip of his tea.
The Inspector looked worried, he could feel the tension between the two brothers and wondered if he should suggest that one of them should leave. However, once he saw Speed sit down on the sofa close to his brother, legs sprawled forward, arms spread across the back, he decided that even though there was tension the two men were mature enough to share the same space.
" Ahem," the Inspector cleared his throat, " so Speed would you like some tea?"
Speed spoke his head still resting on the back of the couch, his eyes closed, " My mother was murdered."
The pause in the room was suffocating.
" Speed..." Rex looked over at his younger brother.
" I have known for a while. I got a fax, a phone call, and then I met the murderer himself today."
Inspector Detector sat down on the arm chair across from Rex, " Why haven't you—"
" Why didn't I go to the police," Speed sat up placing his elbows on his knees, letting his hands dangle, " I know I should have, but really I figured it was pointless."
Rex leaned forward, his tone accusing and harsh, " Why would that be pointless!"
Speed glared at his brother through glossy raven bangs, " Because according to that fax my mother--," Speed smirked and shook his head with a empty chuckle, " our mother, was poisoned. If that wasn't found during the autopsy then what's the point? Technology is so good nowadays that poisons are found quite easily."
The Inspector chimed in, " If they were looking for that. Your mother's autopsy was pretty basic, no one suspected foal play so no one checked for it."
Speed looked over hopefully.
" Listen, if you let me help," the Inspector smiled, " I'm sure we can get enough evidence to lock up the one would took your mother from you. I will need that fax and an autopsy will need to be re-preformed," the man frowned, " I will need permission from your father to exhume her body."
Speed's eyes widened, " No!"
" Speed," the older man sighed, " that is the only way we can check for poisons. I know the notion of that action sounds grotesque, but this will ensure that your mother's murderer will finally see justice."
" I know, I know, that's not what..." Speed ran his fingers through his hair, " I mean...I haven't told my father."
" Pops doesn't know?" Rex whispered the words.
" No, and I want it to stay that way."
Inspector Detector groaned, " I'm sorry Speed, but your father is the only one able to make this decision. I could talk with him so you don't have to deal with his grief."
Rex nodded, " Speed, please...that is the only way."
Speed looked over at his brother and saw the truth in his eyes. Even though he was still hurt by his brothers betrayal he couldn't help remember that he was the reason he raced so hard and took so many chances. He raced for Rex, to keep the Racer name consistent in the mind and hearts of the fans. He still looked up to his brother and he begrudgingly admitted that to hide such a secret had to be hard on him too. Speed stood and in an act so humble sat down at his brother's feet. Resting his head on his brother's knees he cried and through gritted teeth spoke.
" Please Inspector...I don't want him to be mad at me."
Rex stroked his brother's hair and felt tears of his own fall from his eyes. He looked up and nodded at the Inspector. The man was up, making his way to his bedroom to place a call to Pops Racer, he wanted to see the man as soon as possible. Speed looked up at his brother and smiled sightly.
" I still hate you."
Rex nodded wiping his brother's tears away, " I understand. I always have."
Speed smiled fully and was about to speak when the tender moment was shattered by the shrill ring of his cell phone. Speed scowled then twirled around and crossing his legs answered the phone.
" What?" he was normally more polite, but he just wasn't in the mood for formalities.
" Hey Speed," it was Sparky, sounding quite not like himself, " she's gone. I have a note."
Speed spat a curse, " What does it say?"
" It says she's fine, but that you need to call...Mr. President?" Sparky was clearly confused.
Speed stood, " Call him my ass," he flipped his phone shut, " I'm going to see him face to face."
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AN: I am pretty sure I am off on the autopsy and exhuming procedures, but I need to try and make sense as to why the poison was never detected. So please don't be mad! Thanks for the reviews!
Starrydreamz– thanks a bunch for your encouraging words! I hope you still like it!
-AeryonSun