A/n, I do apologized for the terribly long wait my dear readers, I have been in a bit of isolation and antisocial state for a while. I know that for making you wait this long, I should be beaten senselessly over the head with a toaster. But I shall try my best to make it up to you with this new chapter.

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Daphne looked up from her magazine at Shaggy and Velma in the other end of the room. Velma was at the desk looking into the microscope and Shaggy leaning over her with his hand on her shoulder with a curious look upon his face. She brushed his hand away gently and smiled at him, Shaggy went out of the room and Daphne decided to do a bit of prying while he was away. Walking over to Velma, she took a seat,

"Velma?" She said as the orange sweatered girl turned to her from the microscope.

"Yeah Daph?"

"So...it looks like you and Shaggy are really getting along well." She tried to find the best way to word what she was trying to say.

"Well Daphne, we've always been good friends." Velma said as she looked back into the microscope.

Daphne paused and looked at her for a second, Velma felt herself being watched and when she turned and saw the look in her friend's eyes she knew what she ment.

"Oh...well uh..I" She tried to find the right way to keep everything in it's proper place, but simply could not as Daphne began to smile.

"What?" Daphne leaned back in the chair and giggled to herself slightly.

"Ha, you like him like him, don't you?" Velma could feel her cheeks turn red.

"Well I...it...Yes, yes I do." Daphne nodded in understanding and smiled.

"I can really kinda see you two together. He's so sweet to you, plus the fact you two have been friends for so long."

"Yeah, he really is. I don't want to mess anything up though Daph, if this doesn't work out right it could be really bad."

"Velma, even if you guys had the biggest snit ever, I know that you'd still be friends and nothing is ever going to change that, don't deny yourself happiness" Shaggy's footsteps could be heard coming down the hall, Daphne winked and gave her the thumbs up and went back to her chair and picked up the magazine. Shaggy walked in and went back to his place next to Velma, wrapping his arms around her, he helped her look over the evidence.

Fred paced up and down the floor of his room, he was racking his brain for last minute ideas on who could of taken the documents. The gang had found nothing, and he despised it. The Coolsville chief of police was starting to come down on the gang for their lack of ability on finding the Leaper. He hated pressure, he loved having the element of control, to be able to hold the cards in his hands, and when they started to slip, his patience did too. Scooby trotted into the room to tell Fred about dinner, not a very good time though.

"Red? Rinner." He sat and watched the ascot blonde continue to go back and forth as though he didn't even notice the dog. Scooby came a bit closer, sensing he was bothered about something, he reached out with his paw to pat Fred on the side of leg. Fred, in an uncalled for burst of anger, lashed out with his hand and knocked the great dane on his back.

"SCOOBY! Dammit, I didn't mean to.."

The dog looked at him with a look of sadness mixed with betrayal. Before Fred could finish trying to apologize, Scooby got to his feet and slunk out of the room, his tail hanging dead between his legs. Fred punched the wall in frustration, what the hell was going on with him? He'd been couped up too long, he needed fresh air, before he hurt someone else. Bitterly he grabbed his jacket and stomped his way out of the house, he needed a drink, badly.

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Inside the warehouse, John sat at his desk with the phone to his ear. He didn't like having to wait for the person to answer the phone after 6 rings and no answering machine.

"Hello?" the voice sounded to be a child, a girl maybe 8 or nine.

"Hello, is your mother there per chance?" John said, trying to be polite and kind to the daughter.

"Yeah hold on, MOM!" The girl yelled into the room, a sound of footsteps decending stairs was heard. There was the sound of the phone being handed over and the mother's voice.

"Mrs Malango speaking."

"Good morning Mrs Malango, This is Toby, from Derek's Company." He tried to make he could emulate the voice he had practiced over and over.

"Oh hello."

"Yes, I'm sorry if you've been wondering where your husband has been for the past several days. You see I sent him on a trip down to meet some clients of mine in Illinios. He is representing the company and so far has done a great job."

"Thanks for telling me about this, we've been a bit worried, but he does go on trips by himself now and then so it's not a giant surprise." She seemed to calm and collected thankfully.

"I understand, you don't need to worry though I'll be giving him back to you within a week if that's not too much to ask, he'll be recieving a large increase in his paycheck for doing this for me."

"No, it's okay, thank you again for telling me."

"Yes, have a good day Mrs Malango." He said and hung up the phone, now he had to check on how Derek was doing. He walked into the garage and watched Derek pull in with the truck, John Walked over to the driver's side window.

"I take it you have what I asked you for." Derek nodded and pointed to the large boarded up box in the back.

"It took three guys and a forklift to get it in here, what the hell is it?" He asked as John circled the back end of the truck.

"This," He said, gesturing to the box

"This is the end of Mystery Inc."

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Again I apologize for making you guys wait and I hope you enjoyed this chapter, next one coming up soon.