A/N: Yay! Finals are over, I no longer have anything to worry about and I'm graduating so hooray! Ok I know you people have been waiting very patiently for this update so here it is and I hope you like it!

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I've been pushed out of the room, it's for the best. Remus doesn't seem to be doing all too well. I should have waited longer to speak to him; he's obviously not ready to talk. But any longer and I could jeopardize my career. I rub the back of my neck as I look through the window into the other room, Remus is completely surrounded by doctors and nurses; I can't even see him any more. I look around the room and spot a chair; I drag it over and sit down still looking into the other room.

About thirty minutes later I see that Remus is breathing properly again and not shaking as bad. Dr. Pomfrey comes into the room, she doesn't look too happy with me and I can't blame her.

"I think it's best if you leave now Mr. Black, my patient needs rest," Jesus she's glaring at me now. I can feel myself redden. I clear my throat and get up from my seat.

"Well, I'll be back soon doctor,"

"Not too soon I hope…" she's practically growling at me.

"No, I'll give him some more time to recover," after that I leave the room before she can say anything else.

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It's been about 2 days since I last spoke to Remus and I think it's been long enough. I have about 5 people breathing down my neck at the office right now. They're complaining saying I'm going too slow, that this should have taken 2 days tops. But Dumbledore helped me out, he's defending me and I'm grateful. He obviously knows that this isn't as easy as it seems and might take a little longer that expected.

By now I can make it to the room with out getting lost so I arrive 10 minutes before I said I would. Pomfrey is standing near the door waiting for me and when she sees me enter she extends her hand to greet me.

"Hello Mr. Black. I hope you're not planning on giving my patient another attack…" Crap she's still mad. I don't respond, instead I move to look into the room where Remus is. Sure enough he looks better than before; he doesn't even have his bandages anymore or oxygen mask. Minutes pass in silence as we both just look at the boy lying in bed. I clear my throat and Pomfrey looks at me.

"I was hoping I could maybe take him out some where…" her eyes widen in surprise and before she can say anything I continue. "Just to get him out of this environment. I think he finds it uncomfortable to be questioned here. He might even think we think he caused the explosion like he's guilty or something," Dr. Pomfrey's expression softens and I grow hopeful that she might accept my proposal.

"Well…he's doing better and some fresh air might do him some good," I smile "But…" Damn it! "he's to stay on the hospital premise. We have a lovely garden in the back of the hospital you may go and visit with him,"

"That's fine," I'm already moving to go and get Remus but she stops me.

"I'll get him ready for you, you may wait here," I nod and she leaves the room. I watch as she speaks with the boy. His facial expression is blank, totally aloof. But he gets up when she asks him to and changes into the clothes she gives him. Soon she's leading him out of the room and to me.

When he sees me he stops and stares and I see something flash in his eyes, fear maybe I'm not sure it was gone before I could register what it was. I smile at him and extend my hand. He shakes it hesitantly and I'm surprised to discover that his grip is firm even though he's still ill. My hand feels warm and tingly even after he lets go.

"We meet again Remus," he nods "So let's go," I open the door for him and he walks out, I close the door behind me. He keeps his head down not daring to look up at me. I can tell he's nervous. Heck I would be too.

As we walk into the elevators there is a brief moment where our shoulders touch and Remus flinches. I pretend not to notice. It feels weird to touch Remus…well not really weird… actually it feels kind of nice.

Bad Sirius! Focus damn it!

Stepping out into the sun Remus flinches and covers his eyes, but after the first shock he seems fine. He even smiles a little. I guess over a week in doors can throw you off. We continue to walk in silence but now Remus is looking around occasionally glancing in my direction. I move to sit down in a wooden bench under a tree and beckon him to join me. He gingerly sits down next to me and finally looks me in the eye.

I see pain in his amber eyes and I can't help but let my guard down for a split second. He truly is a handsome boy no…man. He's not a child anymore; he's lived through too much to still be considered a child. He brakes eye contact and it's back to business, but before I manage to say anything he speaks.

"Why are you doing this?" his head's down and he's talking to his hands in his lap. "Haven't I gone through enough without the police questioning me?" I gulp. I wasn't expecting that.

"I'm sorry to say that you won't be left alone until I get some answers," he's twiddling his fingers now. "I'm sorry, I truly am but I need you to answer me some questions to the best of your ability," all of his hair is falling into his face so that I can no longer see his face. "Please, Remus I need you to cooperate with me. The sooner you answer me the sooner it'll be over and the sooner you and I can both just move on." It seems to work because he looks up and pushes the hair out of his face. He gives an affirmative nod.

"What kind of things went on in your last home?" it takes a while but he finally responds.

"My aunt and uncle made and sold meth,"

"Is that it?"

"That I know of yes…"

"Did you ever see any of the people that your aunt and uncle sold to?"

"Yes, most came every two or three days and only bought about an ounce or two," now we're getting somewhere.

"What about those who bought in large quantities? Did you ever see them?"

"Yes…"

"Do you know their names?"

"No…" ok now he's just lying to me.

"What if I showed you some photographs, would you be able to recognize them?" he's growing uncomfortable just like the last time and not answering. We're going in circles.

"Please Remus I need you to be honest with me," he shifts in his seat. I blew it, there's no way I'm getting anything out of him now. I sigh and get up from the bench. "We should get back to your room, your doctor must be worried by now," he gets up and follows me back to the building.

I hand him over to Pomfrey and the rest of the hospital staff and leave without another word.

I get into my car, my mind going a million miles per hour. I don't know what I'm doing wrong. He's not being reasonable! I slam my fist against the steering wheel and groan in frustration. I make a sharp turn when I remember I need to go by the office.

Walking in I ignore the women that greet me and start my search for James. I spot him talking to a pretty brunette while drinking coffee. I tap him on the shoulder and he turns.

"Hey what's up mate!" he asks seeing the look on my face he politely excuses himself from the brunette and leads me to his cubical. He sits down and I lean up against the wall. "So tell me what's wrong,"

"He's being extremely stubborn,"

"Who that one Remus kid," it wasn't a question, more like a statement but I answer anyway.

"Yes, he's not answering my questions and I'm being pressured by a billion people to just get a move on it,"

"You should try a different approach. Like maybe you shouldn't be so forward and try being friendlier. For a few days just get to know him and hang out. Get on his good side and win his trust then question him," that was completely and utterly out of character. My jaw drops and James looks at me funny. "What?" I sigh and shake my head.

"Nothing," he shrugs. "You're right,"

"Of course I'm right! I'm James aren't I? The almighty James knows everything!" well at least he's back to normal again.

"Modest aren't we?"

"Yeah! Wait are you being sarcastic with me again?"

"No of course not, would never dream of it,"

"Yes you are! Stop it!" I smirk and walk out on him. James was right, for once, I need to approach this differently and remain as patient as possible.

This is going to suck.

Shit!

A/N: Well it's always nice to end a chapter off with profanity because that's the type of person I am. This chapter was really hard for me to write and I'm still not very pleased with it. To be honest I hate this chapter! It's, in my opinion, the worst chapter I've written so far! So I apologize for the crappiness that is this chapter. It didn't really go anywhere. Please review (even though this chapter sucked) because I'm fueled by them, without reviews I can't write :)