Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji, but I do own the OC's in this story.

Sorry guys for uploading this late. It is still today, though! My tests went pretty well today, let's pray tomorrow will be just as good. Oh, I have Latin…wish Sebastian was there during the test next to me whispering all the right answers about the superlativus… So, another chapter! Quite a short one… more of a connection chapter. But Chapter 5 is quite good, in my opinion. But then again, I'm a little prejudiced, aren't I? Oh well, at the end of this chapter I'll ramble a bit more. Enjoy!

William T. Spears

Chapter 4

If he had been mortal, William was sure that he would have been bored to death. Literally. It was so boring at the infirmary. Not that William's normal life was that interesting, with all the paperwork, but he certainly missed the fieldwork. But it would take a while before he would be back on his feet again, since he could barely sit up without nearly fainting of pain, and he still had to rest a lot.

Of course, Clive was there sometimes. Almost every day he found a moment to visit William, sometimes during his lunch break, sometimes even past his working hours. He was about the only thing that kept him from not trying to break out, since it was difficult to hold a book while lying on your back with only one arm without the book falling in your face every ten seconds. Clive was holding him up to date about everything that was going on at the office. He sometimes reported quite interesting stories. For example, Grell had been sent to investigate the incident with Terrence, and instead of reporting his to the General Affairs immediately, he had spent time drinking a measuring cup of tea with Undertaker, whilst chatting about corpses.

Today, Clive came during his lunch break. He seemed quite exhausted and had bags under his eyes. He sighed as he sat down next to William's bed.

'What's wrong?' William asked.

'Oh,' Clive said, 'just a little tired. I didn't know your job was so hard! We're understaffed as well, seems like everyone is getting sick. Well, it is the season, but it's certainly not helping me!'

'You have to do your own duties next to doing my job, so that's understandable,' William said. 'But Clive, don't overdo it, okay?' It felt weird for him to say, but he couldn't miss Clive, because if he was at home, overworked and ill, someone else had to do the job. And, apart from Clive, there was no one who could do it, to be honest. Not even for all the tea in China would he allow Grell to lead the department.

'So far, I've sent Grell off to investigate some more. He did have a lead, and he promised to report everything as soon as possible, also what he saw before drinking tea with the Undertaker. Apart from that, nothing special happened, really. I've been doing paperwork from my last visit until now.' William carefully tried to find a more comfortable position, trying to ignore the stabbing pain in his side and shoulder whilst clenching his teeth so that he wouldn't scream because of the burning feeling. He felt worse than the day before, but the doctor said that was because the wounds were healing. "Things have to get worse before they can get better" was what the doctor had said. William would rather not get any worse than this, if he was honest.

'William, just stay still,' Clive said with a concerned tone in his voice. 'You can obviously see it hurts. Let me help you.' Clive slightly fluffed his pillow and pulled the mattress cover. That crease in the fabric that had been bothering William for a while disappeared. He sighed in slight relief.

'Thank you,' William said. 'That's much better.' Now that he was in a more pleasant position, William could feel his eyelids growing heavier.

'No problem, mate,' Clive said. 'I just want to get you back on your feet as fast as possible.' William couldn't think of a proper reaction because of his sleepiness, so he just remained silent. Clive checked his pocket watch.

'Oh goodness,' he said. 'Is it this late already? I have to go. Nice chat. So long, William!' He ran off. William barely saw it before closing his eyes, the pain toning down to a dull sting.

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William was sitting up, reading the book that was on his upper legs, his right arm in a sling, the top of his white hospital pyjamas visible above the blanket. The doctor had been right after all, he was feeling much better, compared to two days ago, because back then he had had trouble moving and sitting up, and now William could sit up by himself easily, and he even stood this morning. It was about lunchtime, and Clive would probably arrive soon. He was just thinking about that, when he heard footsteps coming his way. Clive's bright orange hair appeared to be burning in the sunlight as he was walking towards William.

'You look better,' Clive remarked with a smile on his face.

'At least a lot better than two days ago,' William said, putting his book on the nightstand. 'Any updates?'

'Nothing,' Clive said. 'The murderer hasn't been caught yet. Apart from that there is nothing special to mention. Well, there is one thing that might be worth discussing. It's about…'

'Mister Goody!' Ronald Knox yelled as he ran towards him in panic. William could immediately tell that something was wrong.

'Ronald, what's wrong,' Clive said, standing up to pick up Ronald, who was panting heavily after his run. Apparently he was in a hurry.

'Iwaslookin'inyouroficeandI…' Ronald panted, 'couldn'tfindyouandtheytoldmeyouwereheresoIranandyou'rehereand…'

'Ronald!' Clive interrupted him, grabbing Ronald by the shoulders and looking him in the eye. 'Calm down! What's wrong!'

'Sir, one of the spare Death Scythes has been stolen!' Ronald said, looking up at Clive.

'What?!' William said. The Shinigami Haken Kyoukai had spare Death Scythes for people to use temporarily during punishment. The scissors of mister Sutcliff were an example. 'How did that happen?'

'I don't know,' Ronald told William. 'I entered the department and there was a lot of fuss and all they told me was that one of the daggers in the storage was missin'. I had to tell the head of the department, so I ran to the main office, but I couldn't find mister Goody, and one of the secretaries told me you had just left to visit you in the hospital wing.' Ronald glanced at mister Goody. He shook his head.

'I'm afraid this will have to be a short visit, William,' Clive said. 'Mister Knox and I will have to sort this out. I will probably see you tomorrow.' Clive left, Ronald running after him. William wished he could follow them. This was a serious problem, something like this had never occurred before. But he would have to trust them on this one, simply because he couldn't help. So, after finishing his book later that day, he was once again sure that he would have died of boredom if he had been mortal.

So, this was it for today. Studying, yay… Well, first of all, I've got a lot of ideas for other Kuroshitsuji fanfics. I'll definitely do something like this again, but first I've got a couple of other projects I want to start off with and maybe even finish before starting another one of these "murder cases". I do really enjoy writing these, though. Oh, and I've found an old fanfiction I had written just after the prologue of this one. It was around Christmas 2014 (sounds so long ago already0.0), so it's…well, a half-finished Black Butler Christmas special. Do you want me to finish and upload it? (I'll have a lot of fun making the cover, that's for sure).Please tell me! More news, completely random, I'M SO EXCITED FOR THE ELFIA FANTASY FAIR HAARZUIJLENS 2015! It's a Dutch Fantasy Fair. I've only been there once so far, but I absolutely loved it! My life is pretty expensive nowadays…because, well, LARP and Cosplay… Elfia isn't a special anime fair, but there are anime cosplayers there as well and I hope there will be some fellow Black Butler cosplayers. Is there anyone out there who's reading this and is coming as well? Whoa this is one hell of an extremely long author's note… Please tell me what you think of the story so far! Thank you for so many views! I'll try to upload another part as soon as possible, most likely tomorrow somewhere in the afternoon or so! So long! Exclamation marks! Randomness! Bye!;D (wow was I on drugs while writing this or something…just ignore it.)