Amber's thoughts of it being a dangerous ride was mistaken. The hard pouring down rain seemed to have no respect on the man driving the concoction. The female, who's name was still unknown,who had helped Stephan and her into the helicopter had taken a seat beside the driver. Stephen was sitting arms length away from Amber, talking on the phone and working with a laptop.

Leaning forward she rested her forearms on her arms and enlaced both of her hands together. Her brown hair hung toward the ground as she watched Near easily put his puzzle together. Not once mistaking a piece to go into a slot where it wasn't meant to. In truth, it was hard to believe he was almost eighteen years old. But then again, people were surprised when they found out she was sixteen.

"As you should have already presumed Amber, the actual police are keeping it from everyone that Kira was never officially captured. We've come close to our suspicions left off from L's assumptions and my own. Just as he thought, I also think it is Light Yagami who is up to this."

A vanilla folder was handed to her. Opening it, it was Light's private file. Everything from academics to jobs and places were in here. They were definitely doing their work.

"Light Yagami was able to fool L before-"

"Actually Near, I don't believe he fooled L. From rumors that have been going around it seems that he had suspected him the whole time. No matter the situations that Light had put himself into. In fact, I believe the reason he acted as if he lost all of his memories was because in fact, he did. This all including the death note."

Near smiled and looked up. "Correct."

Amber looked at him confused. Didn't he just-oh! She understood now. He was testing her.

"His girlfriend was also interrogated before. Though, she too acted like she knew nothing. There was only one thought that could be concluded into this. He's clearly using her as a pawn in his own game. It's clear from photo's and what we watch of them that he has no interest in her what-so-ever."

Misa's profile was handed to Amber. Going through hers was like reading a biography. It was thick. Filled with flyers, academic records, phone records, photos, anything imaginable for somebody well known by all.

The helicopter ride seemed to take forever. There seemed to be nothing left out once she had landed. Near and Stephen and told her everything they found important for her to know. Things were shown to her. There were things to be listened to and watched. It was actually a pretty exhausting ride.

Arriving on the ground, Near was the very first person to get off. He didn't run through the pouring rain. Instead he walked at a fast pace. Amber stood out confused as to why he was in such a hurry. He wasn't doing the pee dance so that wasn't an option. It definitely didn't seem he was starving. So what was up with him?

"He had forgot his favorite toys here."

Amber looked up at Stephen. He held an umbrella above both of them.

"Toys?"

He looked down and gave her a gentle smile. "You'll learn soon enough."

"Okay. So anyways, how could somebody as smart as him forget his toys?"

"It was a surprise myself, but we were running late to leave. So we had to hurry out and Near left his favorite ones here. Thankfully we had a puzzle to preoccupy him."

The walked. The puddles on the ground, soaking their shoes.

"What would happen if there was nothing for him to do?"

He shrugged. "Not sure. We choose not to take that risk."

Amber glanced up at Stephen. He looked straight forward with a straight face. No emotion really showing at this current moment. But from the look, she came to the conclusion that it had happened before. Either that, or just as every genius, toys were his way of thinking better. Just like sitting in that weird position and constantly playing with his hair. All of those things brought up the smarts of Near. If one thing were to change that would mean his knowledge would go down in percentage.

He opened the door to the building for her.

"Thank you."

"Welcome."

He then showed her to the main room in where they worked. Walking into it, she got chills. It wasn't because of what it looked like but it felt like somebody had died in the place. Not this room specifically, but somewhere close..

Near sat in a chair, stacking dice. It wasn't even five minutes that they had been away from each other. His dice were already high and making what looked like a few buildings. His proficiency was amazing and it wasn't until now that she really started to feel like it was a tremendous honor to be a part of his team. In a way, it was like working with L. Only younger and you could see his face. And may she add that he was pretty attractive.

:..A few days later..:

Sitting on one of the few chairs that was actually in the room, Amber worked on a certain picture with some charcoal and chalk. Near was being the perfect model and not once moved. Then again, he was staring at the computer screens that had many different flashing images. So technically, it didn't even seem like he realized what she was doing.

But anyways, the case had gotten further into success within just a few days. Near showed his smarts in weird ways and never seemed to care about other peoples ideas since he's 'already' thought about it. Amber rarely put her two cents in to anything unless she felt it was absolutely needed. The most she would do was stay up late in the mornings and explain to Near some of what she's realized. Most of the time he'd glance down at the paper then up again. Nod and go back to building things or playing with his robots. Not once has he really said anything about what she's showed him besides she right or that was interesting. In some ways it was pretty annoying.

Her eyes had been off of him for about fifteen minutes so when she looked back up to make sure everything was right, he was gone.

"What's that?"

Amber jumped. Nears voice came quiet right beside her ear as he was leaning over her shoulder. Looking at the picture with pure interest, his head tilted to the side.

"Uh...It's a picture of you. I was bored so I decided to...."

She trailed off. His face was inches from hers as he stared at her blankly. Feeling a light blush raising on her cheeks she quickly ripped out the finished picture and held it out to him with her head turned away.

"Here," she mumbled.

Near took it gently from her hands. But stayed where he was.

"You're pretty good at drawing Amber. You never miss a detail." His index and thumb began to mess with a strain of his hair. "But there's plenty to do around here, all you have to do it ask."

"I apologize. It just seems like you don't need anybody's help."

Her dark green eyes looked at him from the corner of her eyes. His same bored expression was plastered on his face.

"If I didn't find your skills to be useful in this case, you wouldn't be here. That would be a waste of my time and yours. Now, I'm going to go through a few tapes. Feel free to join me if you'd like."

She sighed once Near walked off calmly. Bad trait about him number one: he didn't care about hurting others feelings. Now she felt useless. Certainly not a good feeling.

Before getting up and leaving, she put away her things. Making sure to use one of the baby wipes the she brought to wipe her chalky hands clean.

Arriving into a private room, Near was sitting in a chair, building a replica of a section of Britain with dice and watching a tape. Walking closer to see what it was, it was a tape of Misa's last commercial. As the thing was being done and after it was finished. Stopping behind his seat Amber squinted her eyes to take a better look. Even with her mind manufacturing at un normal levels, she couldn't see anything suspicious. Just someone who was a cry baby, obsessive, and had to have things go her way. It actually made Amber's stomach turn in disgust.

If there was one thing she hated more than cold hearted killers it would be ditzy, stupid blondes.

"Honestly, I don't see how she's a model. She's actually not even pretty. All she is, is a superficial bossy, child like baby who has nothing better to do than stay with someone who doesn't care because she's obsessed."

Near nodded.

"Plus, wasn't she actually one of the first people to show she believed in Kira's ways?"

He glanced back at her. "I'm not so sure. But from the evidence that makes us believe she's at one point had a part in the killings, it does seem that way."

Pulling a chair out that was beside him, she took a seat. "Okay, let's think about this in a teenage girls mind. When she was...what? sixteen-seventeen? She was already known. People loved her. So, she was most likely one of the first people to show how she believed in Kira and what he was doing. There should be a fifty-fifty chance that either she just believed in him cause she wanted to, or he unintentionally did something that saved her life. Let's go with the second one."

"So Kira does something that saved her life. Or at least she believes. At one point a second Kira came around and the next thing everybody knew, Light was dating Misa-misa. In which this information gives up the idea that she could have been the second Kira only because she wanted to catch this boys attention. Once she found out who he was, cause the original Kira must have contacted her secretly, he then started using her as a pawn."

"Therefore, Misa was actually the second Kira and Light was the first. Light got L out of the way and anybody who tried to stop him. But he couldn't kill the people that was close to him since it would be to suspicious. "

Near looked at her. Then nodded. "It does seem that way. Light has been my first suspect ever since the beginning. In fact, he's been my only suspect. Misa is just there to cover him up to make him seem like a normal adult who's living with his wife and has a job. I know for a fact, that Light Yagami is Kira."