Hey, here's chapter 5 sorry for the wait. This is probably not the best chapter but I hope you enjoy. It's one part fluffy and one part dramatic. I don't own anything but the plot and Lena. R and R and tell me what you think. ~Serria Spell23.

Ch.5-Little Talks

"She'd do anything to sparkle in his eye. She would suffer, she would fight, and compromise. She's been wishin' on the stars that shine so bright, for answers to the questions that will haunt her tonight."

~Rinse, Vanessa Carlton

Somehow I wasn't surprised to hear those words exiting L's lips but the tone in which he delivered them started me. The vehemence and urgency behind them seemed to be a break from his usual, deadpan style voice. I knew he could get overzealous at times. Why did he look as if he wanted to punch Light in the face?

"Thanks, L. I'm better now that I'm nowhere within his vicinity…there's something off about him. Going on my intuition alone, I'd say Light is a highly probable candidate for Kira. Plus, he made me small and worthless with a single sentence that's not normal. "Hey, can I…" I cut off, meeting my friend's eyes—that had now softened, hesitantly.

"Yes, dear?"

The remaining words came out in a rush. "Not that I'll be sleeping much, however, I don't want to be alone. "Can I stay out here?"

"You can forgo asking, Lena, you needn't fret. I do believe I am rubbing off you though and just to clarify you mean in our current position…wrapped in each other's arms? Your demeanor has calmed so if you wish I will not stop you," the detective said, a smirk playing on his lips.

I blushed, pinching him in the arm. "Don't talk that way to me I almost buy it."

"Hm…"

I sighed. "You really don't understand social cues, do you?"

L rolled his eyes, hugging me to his chest. "I know enough, here…" He grabbed a colorful, circular macaroon from a separate tray to his left. It was my eyes' turn to light up. Smiling a radiant smile, I let the pastry land in my outstretched hand.

"You remembered?!"

"You devoured an entire box during an assignment and were sick for two days. No way in hell I'd forget that" he replied, stroking my cheek.

I covered L's hand with mine, daintily stuffing a piece of the macaroon in my mouth. He chuckled, a teasing grin touching his eyes. "You don't need to stand on ceremony, Lena, I see you drooling."

Popping the sweet the rest of the way into my mouth, I sighed in pleasure. "Mmm…Agent Kincaid wasn't thrilled if my memory serves correct, he forced you to pay for them out of your pocket."

L cocked an eyebrow. "I would have done that regardless, they were a gift to you. Despite the assignment deviating from plan —the episode of you vomiting and me holding your hair—no hitches happened. I feel responsible for it I should have restrained you once your skin tinted green."

"My addictions aren't yours to cage, L. I am capable of protecting myself." Truthfully, amidst the normal side stepping, I wanted the intimacy we'd already established to count for something. However, life had a habit of messing things up, mangling the feelings we'd come to have. Talk was cheap I only desired L close, wavering the analysis the contextual patterns we had fallen into—victims within the folds of decency and throwing caution to the wind.

The detective nodded, clearing his throat to jar me from my trance. "What notes did you gather, dear…other than Light's an asshole…or is your whole list that phrase?"

Making an indignant noise, I gasped, my lips shaping into an 'o.' "Uh! I hate you! And no, it does not take up all my list I'm not that incompetent."

L locked eyes with me fleetingly, non-verbally saying 'no, you don't' before his gaze resumed scanning the notebook.

You're right, I don't. I conceded watching him intently studying my handiwork.

My eyelids drooped my head, sagging onto L's shoulder. He smiled, cradling my sleepy figure a thumb on his lips. "Before you doze, Lena, if I am correct in assuming that we're on the same wavelength about Light I want to run by you the undercover operation I'm considering."

"Count me in."

Impishly, L shook his head. "Once Light attends university, I'll integrate myself into the lifestyle, bond with him and interrogate from the inside."

"Obviously," I drawled, a yawn immersing my statement in the sounds of weariness as I nestled further into my friend's embrace. "Month from now, right?"

"Yes. Sleep, dear, you're dead on your feet."

"Har har," I muttered apathetically, "I'm sitting on you, idiot. Shut up!" I fell asleep, my breathing even, a relief to the detective as I was prone to letting my concerns get the best of me. Self-preservation fell by the sidelines my whole energy consumed with the needs of the person of my focus which at the moment was him. He couldn't fathom how a woman broken inside unconditionally cared about others.

L's expression held the tiniest hint of worry about the upcoming mission—not for him, of course, but his friend as he was aware she would not accept 'no' as an answer. His gaze lingered on Lena's tranquil face as she slept she claimed she did not have a brash streak, however, she did. It appeared with a knack for nuance and precision contrary to him. Although, L did have his moments of 'flying off the rails' as Lena dubbed them his plans weren't too out there. They were simply a side effect of his brilliance.

At the Yagami residence, Light sprawled across his bed, his face pinched in annoyance. The Death Note laid inches from him as he tapped a pen against the pages stacked meticulously with names. Hallow, cynical and mocking laughter emulated from the shadows, the young man turned his head in direction of the sound, his temper rising.

"You got one upped by a girl,"Ryuk sneered, "but she's good. She floored you."

"She did no such thing, Ryuk. If anything I 'floored' her as you say I gaged her response when I said she was alone. Instant panic, isolation feeding that into her insecurity she could be an invaluable piece of my chess game…"

"Hate to burst your bubble, Light," the Shinigami said in a monotone, "without knowing the reason you're stuck."

"Fear can cause humans to do anything, see anything. It warps the mind, Ryuk and if I can prey on that fundamental truth she will do my bidding. I will be one step closer to finding L."