A/N: "Woah!" as the legendary Fonz would say. It's been a whole seven months since I updated. I'm sure my less than five fans are less than impressed. Sorry about the wait, but I stopped FF-ing since the summer. And don't be too surprised if I don't update for another long time, but I'll try to shorten the gap.

Also, if there's a hole in the plotline, notify me, since I myself may have forgotten some of the details since back when I wrote the last chapter.

But, I ramble. Without further ado, here's chapter 3.

Disclaimer: I own the story. Not the characters. Except those that I made up.

Fonzie and "The Comish," as Fonzie had begun to call him, were at Arnold's discussing the case.

"Here ya are, fellas. Two orders of curly fries and two malts," Al called as he brought them some food.

"Thanks, Al," Fonzie replied. "Do me a favour, put it on my tab."

"Sure thing, Fonz," Al said, and waddled back into the kitchen.

"So, you got any leads?" Hunt asked as he picked up a fry between his index and middle finger, then ate it.

"Well, Comish," Fonzie said, "How 'bout sneakin' me a peek at that ol' wallet over there?"

"Sure," Hunt replied, and pulled it out of the inside pocket of his trenchcoat.

"Just as I suspected," Fonzie exclaimed.

"Whatcha got, Fonz?"

"One business card," Fonzie replied. "Says here he works at the funeral home downtown. Oh, how I love the irony."

"The funeral home?" Hunt asked. "Hey, if memory serves, you caught a couple o' crooks there, didn't you?"

"That I did," Fonzie replied, smiling and looking down at his fingernails in the way that he does when being modest.

"Well, let's get over there," Hunt said, but as they got up, the Commissioner's pager went off.

"It's the doc, he's finished the autopsy."

"Hey, Al. Wrap these fries up, we're takin' 'em to go."

A/N: So, what'll happen back at HQ? You'll have to wait and find out. And review me with ideas or suggestions, since I don't see much past chapter 5 at the moment.

The commissioner has a pager in the 50's. I know, farfetched. But, y'know, it's a fictional story. So don't yell at me.