AN: Okay, this chapter is a little weird. A lot weird. I wanted to do it they way you would find if you looked up the court trascripts. Couple warnings. I have never actually seen a court trascript, not a real one anyway. I've never been to court, I am not related to any atorneys or anything like that. All my knowlage of the court sytem come from watching court TV in my free time. So I'm sorry if theings are unacrate or anything like that.

And I have a great respect for anyone who rights scripts for plkays or stories that are just dialoge, like this. It was so freaking hard. But it's cool no? So anyway here's the new chapter. Enjoy! Maybe I'll get another one up today. School starts tomorrow. YAY! Which means it's one day closer to the CSI season 6 primere. Double YAY! I feel bad for all the people living in the UK or somewhere else they don't get to see CSI season 6 on September 22. My heart aches for you guys.

Prosecution

Miss Bront: Can you please state you name for the record.

Fredrick Lamson: Fredrick Lamsom. F-r-e-d-r-i-c-k L-a-m-s-o-n

Miss Bront: Thank you. Now can you tell the court what happened on the day in question. September 15th.

Fredrick Lamson: After school you mean?

Miss Bront: Yes

Fredrick Lamson: Well, I had a sort of pre-season basketball meeting. The whole team did. So after that I went outside. I was meeting my friends for ice cream at the place down the street.

Miss Bront: Then what happened?

Fredrick Lamson: I was walking around the school. It was part of the parking lot, sort of. The school wall was on my right. I heard a car, but I didn't really think much about it. It was a parking lot.

Miss Bront: But you did notice the car.

Fredrick Lamson: After I saw it start speeding towards me yeah. It's kind of hard not to notice when your looking at your own rushing doom.

Miss Bront: Did you see anything specific about the car.

Fredrick Lamson: Automobiles are not my strong point. It was black and it was a car, not a truck or SUV.

Miss Bront: Anything else.

Fredrick Lamson: I saw the licence plate.

Miss Bront: What was on the licence plate.

Fredrick Lamson: PHJ 325

Miss Bront: Are you sure?

Fredrick Lamson: Yeah.

Miss Bront: How can you be sure you didn't mix up a number or forget something?

Fredrick Lamson: After I realized the car was indeed going to hit me and I couldn't do anything to stop it, I figured that the cops would probably have nothing. If I made it, I was going to make sure they had something. I have a good memory. And also, I believe that the licence plate is on the car of the defendant. That's gotta be something.

Miss Bront: Why didn't you look at the driver.

Fredrick Lamson: Faces escape me sometimes. But numbers, letters and that sort of thing. Names places, they all stick in my head.

Miss Bront: Do you know the defendant?

Fredrick Lamson: Sure. Henry Kinkel. I played basketball with him for 3 years in high school a couple more before that.

Miss Bront: Anything else that called attention to him.

Fredrick Lamson: Not really. He seemed like a good kid. He was a great basketball player

Miss Bront: Did he make any threats to you prior to September 15th.

Fredrick Lamson: Not directly to me no.

Miss Bront: Thank you. No further questions your Honor.

Defense

Mr. Talget: Did you actually see my client behind the wheel of the car?

Fredrick Lamson: No.

Mr. Talget: So for all you know, my client was home the time of the incident.

Fredrick Lamson: For all I know a radioactive pig with a banana tree growing out of his head was driving that car.

Mr. Talget: So you got no look at the driver.

Fredrick Lamson: No. I was looking at the licence plate.

Mr. Talget: So all you really know is that my clients car hit you.

Fredrick Lamson: Yeah, I guess so.

Mr. Talget: Did you see my client that day at the pre-season basketball meeting?

Fredrick Lamson: No

Mr. Talget: But he was a basketball player. Shouldn't he have been there?

Fredrick Lamson: He wasn't there.

Mr. Talget: Three other basketball players testified that he was there.

Fredrick Lamson: They were lying. I didn't see him.

Mr. Talget: You said yourself you weren't good with faces.

Fredrick Lamson: There was a missing body. We were short one person. Henry's car was in the driveway ready to run me over. You do the math.

Mr. Talget: Do you have something against Mr. Kinkel.

Fredrick Lamson: Why would I? Like I said, he was a good kid.

Mr. Talget: Do you think he did this?

Fredrick Lamson: I honestly don't know. I know his car did this.

Mr. Talget: What could possibly be his motive for hitting you with his car.

Fredrick Lamson: He could've wanted my place on the team. Or he could've just been trying to off a gay guy.

Mr. Talget: Do you think Mr. Kinkel has something against homosexuals.

Fredrick Lamson: Yes

Mr. Talget: And what proof do you have of that.

Fredrick Lamson: There was a little flyer floating around school. It had my picture on it and some nasty words for homosexuals.

Mr. Talget: Did you actually see my client in possession of this paper?

Fredrick Lamson: No.

Mr. Talget: Did he tell you he was the originator of this paper.

Fredrick Lamson: No.

Mr. Talget: So you have no proof that Mr. Kinkel wrote this paper.

Fredrick Lamson: No

Mr. Talget: No further questions