A/N: Chapter Five! This is Celine's (6sou) chap - whose character is Det. Hannah Cœurvay. Review and stuff!

Chapter 5: Unexpected People

Morgue, autopsy room – 2nd body
"Hey Jordan, I've got a good one to tell you!" Nigel said as he was coming into the room, still laughing.
"Hey" Jordan answered. "Have you already met the new MEs?"
"To my greatest pleasure" he said with his most beautiful smile.
"Good, but before the joke, may you have a look at… this," as she held the knife.
"It's a kitchen knife?" Nigel said with a joking voice as he was putting gloves.
"That would be my guess too." Jess couldn't help herself smiling. This guy is definitely on the same line as I am.
Nigel took the knife and examined it thoroughly. "It looks like a quality knife. If we're lucky it has its manufacturer's blazon on it."
"Let me have a look at it," Jordan took the knife and tried to read the inscriptions engraved. "It'll be like a needle in the straw, won't it?"
"Maybe not that much" Nigel was optimistic. "When you buy a knife like that, you buy the complete service, especially if you want to use another knife for each murder".
"And if it was stolen?" Caroline supposed.
"Well, let's give a try." As she said that, Jess took the knife to wash it.

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Police Station, on the phone.
"Okay, thanks. I'm coming." Hannah Cœurvay hung the phone off, took her jacket and walked out to the corridor. So, a serial killer, 3 possible victims and maybe copycats so more bodies to discover, Camerez was right, more detectives on the case won't hurt. "Kade, get your jacket and come with me."
Marcus stopped her. "Wait, where are you going? With that copycat there's no time for a girls party."
"Yeah I know, I am not thinking about anything else but catching him. I'm going to the morgue."
"With…?"
"Kade. You said more cops wouldn't hurt, remember? And since she wants to make detective and the captain said I can initiate her, she's coming with me."
"Don't you think it's…" He hadn't finished his sentence when he heard a voice shouting:
"You!"
"Me?" Marcus turned and saw Foxie walking in his direction. "Oh God!"
Hannah took advantage of his surprise: "So we agree, you go with Foxie, I go to the morgue. See ya later." She was outside before he had a chance to protest.
"Hello Foxie, how are you?" he said with a forced smile.

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Morgue, break room.
"… and he had this icepack in his hand so I told him…" As Woody expected, Nigel was already telling what happened earlier in this room. He was miming the scene to Bug when Garret came in the room:
"Nigel, how is the case going?"
"Oh, Jess and I tracked the knife and we found its manufacturer. It's a stylish firm, about 30 miles from Boston. Hopefully they keep traces of the buyers. Now we're waiting for that detective… Curvy or something"
"Curvy?" Bug asked
"Maybe it's not the right pronunciation but…"
Bug wasn't listening anymore. He was feeling cold and warm at the same time. That happened every time he heard something that sound like her name or see a woman who looks like her. Well, after 10 years he thought he would be cured but again, he was reliving this night, 10 years before and a few months after he moved from Liverpool to Boston, when he eventually got enough courage to phone her and her father told him she had killed herself 3 days earlier. He blamed himself so much! Maybe if he had called before or if he had acted otherwise or if… Well, with "if" everything would have been possible. How did she say it? We would put Paris in a bottle, but in French… he didn't remember.
"Bug? Are you ok?" Garret gave him a worried look. "Your face is almost white."
"It's nothing, it should be back to its original color soon." And Bug tried to smile.

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Meantime, Hannah and Kade leaved the elevators and saw Lily and Woody.
"Ouch! easy, easy." Woody complained while Lily was examining his eye.
"Well if you keep moving like that you may accidentally get my finger in your eye."
"Woody!"
"Kade! What a great surprise! Come here." Woody hugged her. "Woah, it's been a while! I missed you. How are you?"
Lily and Hannah decided to let them enjoy their reunion and walked a little further in the corridor.
"I'm Detective Hannah Cœurvay, I've got a call saying that this office has some clues for me."
"Lily Lebowsky, grief counselor. You're on the serial killer case, right?"
"Yep"
"I think there's an ME waiting for you in the break room. Excuse me but I have someone to meet and I'm a bit late." Lily excused herself and began to leave.
"Thanks." She paused, then opened her mouth sheepishly to ask "Wait! Where is the break room?"
"The door on your left at the end of the hall." Lily pointed just before disappearing in a room.

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Morgue, break room.
Garret had left the room a few minutes ago but Nigel, still worried, stayed with his friend.
"It's been 5 minutes and you're still a bit pale. Are you sure you don't want anything?"
"Well, maybe a coffee cup... And Nigel, please, stop looking at me as if I had 2 heads."
"Actually, I saw 3 of them. And at least I made you smile."
Knocks on the door.
"Hi, I'm detective Cœurvay, would you…" She stopped her sentence, starring at Bug. " 'hesh?"
"Bless you." Nigel was still contemplating Bug's heads so he didn't notice the interrogating look on the detective's face.
"Han." Bug answered her in a quite neutral voice. Wasn't she supposed to be dead? Now Nigel's eyes were moving from his friend to the woman standing at the door, then back to his friend and again and again. Bug knew he had to say something now but he just couldn't think right. Say something. Something. Now. "What are you doing here?" He said it with an expression he thought was a smile.
"So, 10 years and you don't find anything else to tell me?" There was disappointment in her voice. "I'm fine thank you. Me too, I'm glad to see you again, I missed you. Really" To Nigel: "Where is the clue you wanted to show me?"
"Autopsy 1." She began to leave.
"Hannah, wait. Please. I'm sorry. Please." Bug was trying to repair what he had just done. She turned back, came back in the room and…
"Where's Autopsy 1?"
"4th door on your right." Nigel pointed the direction and the detective left the room. Bug sat and took his head in his hands. "What? Bug? Bug, tell me what's happening."
"It happened that I've been stupid. And didn't you have something to show her?"
"There are 3 MEs there, I think it's enough to tell her the few things we've found so far. Hey, stop looking at me like that, I'm not forgetting the case, because if there wasn't any, you would be telling me your story in front of a beer. So, do you know her? How did you know her? What was between you and her? What happened? What does "hesh" mean? Why did you never tell me about her?"
"Hesh is a nickname she gave me. It's for Mahesh. In what order do you want the other answers?"
"Let's start with the beginning"
Bug sighed. "I was… 10 or 11 and I just moved to Liverpool. She lived in the same street as I and she had the same age as my brother…"
"Your bother… the one dead?" As an answer, Nigel got an exasperated look. "Sorry, please continue."
"She went often playing with my brother… he always said he wanted to marry her. After his death she continued coming and we grew up and I fell in love. When I was in Oxford U we dated and…"
"And you never told me that?"
"…and each time I was with her I heard my brother's voice in my head, saying how much he loved her and that he wanted her as his wife. So I moved to the USA trying to get ride of my phantom and to finish my studies. A few months later I finally felt strong enough to call her. I got her father on the line and…" Now he was almost crying "and he told me she had committed suicide a few days before and that it was my fault. Damn I loved her so much!"
Nigel was now looking at a devastated friend and didn't know what to do to make him feel better.

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Morgue, corridor.
Woody wasn't thinking about his pain anymore, and he and Kade were still in a very animated conversation when Hannah came back.
"I hate to play the heartless person but we have to get back to work." There wasn't any expression on the female detective's face.
"Hey Kade, I hope to see you again soon, I still have so much things to tell you."
"Me too." Kade sent him a kiss. To Hannah : "What?"
"Nothing."
"Well, if you what me to believe that you'd better change that face." Kade was giving a questioning glance to the older woman, who was now pushing the door of the autopsy room.
"Nothing. It's just that I'm… I'm just jealous, I wanted a hug too."
The MEs heard the end of the conversation and Jess took part of it. "Hugs? I want some too. Who's given them?"
"My cousin, Woody Hoyt," said a Kade who was in a very happy mood. Now Jordan was given the newcomers a curious look.