A/N: If you have noticed, this is Chapter Nine, and with Chapter Nine, it means that I have finally updated! So read my chapter, which I am attempting to do with a cold. If it's not good, don't blame me, blame my thinking! Or don't blame me at all, cause you cannot blame sick people! You just cannot.

Disclaimer: This is not a test. I really do not own the characters in this fiction by a fan.

Chapter Nine:

"I have come to the conclusion that all of information I gathered here…is useless. Completely useless." She sighed and sat down on her footstool. "You really cannot expect me to go with this- this worthless crusade without telling me more about this book. All I know is that for some reason I have been severely annoyed these past few days about a book that is called the Day in an Animal's life, which you say could change the world. But I want no more of this hush hush business, so tell me why people are lowering themselves to attacking innocent," (On that word, Holmes sniffed) , "…innocent bystanders."

"I don't see how librarians are innocent bystanders. Especially if you are taken for example."

"Say that louder, I'm sure the librarians over there couldn't hear you." Yes, they were in the library, though Mary Russell wasn't quite sure why they even bothered, since she already searched high and low in the library for any trace of the book, the only thing she didn't do yet was to ask the senior librarians in charge. But she wasn't going to resort to that.

Well at least until time calls for it.

"And you have just changed the subject again. You, my dear Holmes, are an a Master at changing…"

"Mary, how nice to actually see you again. It seems that I haven't been seeing you that much lately. Strange really, when we work the same shifts. I see you have a… friend with you. Well my good sir, how nice to make your acquaintance."

"Mr. Brightwood. How may I…" In the corner of her eye she saw Holmes silently drift away.

"Tut tut tut, Mary, I told you to call me Oliver. I was also hoping that we might have a chance to have some lunch together."

Aye. Why is my luck often so bad? "Well, Oliver, have you met my…," Um…. Uh…think brain think! "…cousin?" She grabs Holmes by the collar and drags him so that he was right next to her.

"Your cousin?" He looks a bit confused. "Why yes, I just remarked about him abit earlier. But, I haven't been able to catch his name." He looks at Holmes expectantly.

"Yes, yes, I am her uncle." Mary glared at him.

"What I meant was brother." The glare turned icy.

"See when I said that my aim was to say that I am her uncle's brother's son, therefore her cousin." Russell looked relieved when he finally stopped talking.

"Well, I see… um, you must be quite busy so I'll leave you two alone." He walks starts walking away. Then he pivots and turns toward her again.

"And Mary, maybe we could have lunch tomorrow?"

She couldn't really do anything else but nod and hope that he would walk away faster.

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"You are telling me you failed again?" A voice thundered in a kitchen.

"But sir, you have never told me I had to also deal with a man."

"What difference does it make? I need the book and I need it now! Are you telling me I wasted twenty thousand pounds on an assassin that cannot even find me a book?"

"Technically, you paid me to get information on the book rather than to find the book itself."

Where's the dumb twin when you need him? "Get your brother and find me that book even if it means termination."

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In the storeroom there lurked many things that are unspoken of. Mainly because it was combined with the library's lost and found. Hammers, books, forks, spoons, guns, it was amazing what people brought to the library and loses. The books took up most of the space though, because piles and piles of it that led to the ceiling surrounded the room.

It literally did surround it.

"I am pretty sure that book you are looking for is here somewhere, sir. Mary, once you finished helping this patron, close this up, since most of the library is going to already be closed."

"Thank you Miss Applecrumble." Rusell replied modestly.

"Good day to you Madam." Holmes told her.

With that Miss Applecrumble left, mostly to gossip with the other librarians before closing up and leaving.

"Alright Mr. Patron," Russell chuckled, "would you like to check the right or the left columns?"

End of Chapter

A/N: Was that a long chapter? I'd like to think so. Well anyways, I finally updated, which I am sure you have all noticed. I guess you could all thank my cold, which is giving me excess time to do my fanfictions, or else I would be working on some sort of project right now. Sigh…. So til the next chapter!