"I don't get it; the store wasn't even in that much debt." Amy was looking through the computer while Rosa walked around the flower shop. The whole place was nearly completely devoid of flowers, "Even Jake has more."
"Maybe it was panic." Rosa leaned to look at some of the remaining, nearly dead flowers. The shop appeared to have specialized in wildflowers, "why would anyone kill two people just to steal a bunch of wildflowers?"
"The logs show the store should be full of inventory," she clicked the mouse a few more times, checking to see if the store had video cameras, it didn't. She shut down the computers, "let's check the back room then ask the neighbors."
Rosa nodded and moved to the door, she jimmied the handle, but it was locked. So, she did the next logical thing and kicked the door. "Ah! Fuck!" she nursed her ankle while Amy found the key. "That's a door!"
Amy stared at her a moment before she unlocked and opened it. They both peered inside, before opening the door fully, and standing, perplexed, in the doorway, "whoa…"
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"It's a mythological being." Terry stood in front of a bulletin board littered with images of a large, snake-like being, covered in both horns and spikes. "Uktena."
"Oh, I've heard of that!" Boyle stood up, "It's a snake!"
Everyone stared at him, shocked by his lack of realization that everyone was currently looking at pictures of paintings of Uktena, the snake, and that no one thought it might be a giant stone person or something, because it was quite obviously a snake.
"What's it got to do with flowers?" Rosa sat at a table with her arms crossed.
Terry shrugged in response to Rosa.
That was the end of the conversation that Amy was aware of, as she left to bring Jake, and Holt who was now watching the interrogation, the new information.
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Amy had switched places with Jake, and while Terry and Rosa watched her from the observation room. Jake, being unable to keep a train of thought, and also on the receiving end of Boyle dropping yet another cup of coffee, was sent home to get cleaned up, grab coffee for everyone, a sippy cup for Boyle (that was a joke on his part) and to and his brain quoted, "Take your damn medication, Jake!"
He forgot it on his desk in the precinct though, so he was going on day three of unmedicated! He didn't know why he thought that with an exclamation point, he wasn't really doing a good job of filtering his emotions. Maybe he meant it as a joke, but there was nobody around to laugh.
It took him four hours of pottering about doing random things in his and Amy's apartment before he finally managed to force himself into the shower. Then another three hours before he got himself out of the house and to the coffee shop. Every time he looked back at the last seven hours, the chicken dance seemed to play in the background of his mind as his brain fast forwarded through the events of the night.
At one point he was washing the dishes while microwaving a potato, cooking a tortilla on the stove (Amy had taught him how) then he walked away from the running water, the tortilla caught on fire, he forgot the potato existed until this moment when he was thinking back on it, and he went to go start the shower before remembering the two things in the kitchen and running back to shut off the fire, then turn off the sink.
Now, it was too late to go back for his potato as he was waiting for the coffees while leaning against the wall. "Detective?" the woman behind the counter knew him vaguely, just enough about his line of work and a few hobbies. "your drinks are ready." She was a nice girl, half Irish, she always wore her hair in nice neat braids that looked just slightly different from what he thought of as normal. She claimed they were called Celtic knots, but he had no proof. Her earrings were a little loud, but she said they were an heirloom, and the longer Jake knew her, the more they seemed normal.
That thought journey aside, he managed to get all the coffees and leave the cafe, maybe a bit disheveled looking, He never did get around to brushing his hair, and he desperately needed to get it cut soon, and his clothes were slightly wrinkled, but with everything none the less. He even remembered to shave!
He was so incredibly happy with the accomplishments he did, well, accomplish. But, he was too focused on not dropping all the drinks. The last thing he expected was for someone to grab him from behind.
With a startled yell, the coffee flew from his hands and splattered onto the street, his arms flailed and belatedly he wondered why no one was doing anything- until he realized it was about three am, and there was literally no one else around.
The people who grabbed him were talking to each other in a language he couldn't understand. It sounded like Japanese though, so there was that. A familiar smell drifted through the air, he was fully aware of he, even as he tried to punch a guy, but in Jake's panicked state, the full comprehension on what the smell meant, was lost on him.
Chloroform. The rag was held to his face, and almost instantly, Jake felt himself losing the fight, both to stay awake, and to get away.
A/N: Hi! I'm pretty confident in my memory of legends, coming from a family descended of medicine men, its pretty ingrained in me, but I still tried to research to make sure I got everything down right. Low and behold, there's not much on most the legends, and when I tried to fact check one of the words I decided to use, THERE WAS NOTHING! Oh the difficulties of knowing a half dead language. I'd ask my uncle but I don't want a three hour lecture. Anyways, thank you for the follows and reviews, they mean so much to me! I don't know if ya'll know this, but authors love reviews. it takes twenty seconds of your time, but it brightens up our whole lives. I still remember the first review on my first ever story and how happy it made me. So if you liked the story, have any suggestions, or ever want some clarification on my culture and the things I reference (I made a stoneclad joke in this chapter that no one will get, sadness) just drop a review and make my whole week! God bless, and peace out!