A/N: Sorry, I said I'd update yesterday, but when I got back from North Conway I was really sick, so I went straight to sleep. But I'm better now. :)

Did you guys have an awesome weekend? Mine was okay, except for the fact I hiked a mountain... and I'm not a huge fan of the great out doors. It wasn't much fun for me, but at least it's over. XD

A new character appears in this chapter, so I'd like to note that Anna Carpenter was inspired by Katy Perry (with a German accent). I love making my characters have accents. It makes me feel better about me not being able to pull off any accents, LOL. XD

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Death Note or any of its characters. I only own Rose, Ricky, and Anna.

NOTE: This isn't that important, but for those of you who noticed a few typos, I FIXED THEM! XD

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Suspect

Mello managed to get a total of two hours of sleep that night. It wasn't because he was scared for himself, but because he couldn't help but wonder what Near was going through at the moment. What if it had been me first? He thought. What would I be going through right now if it had been me first?

He fell asleep at 2:00 AM, and woke up again at 4:00 AM. He was sick of trying to fall asleep again after that, so he decided to get out of bed. He headed for the door. When situations like this arose, he usually just relaxed in the common room. He knew he'd be sent back to his dorm if he were caught, but he didn't really care.

Mello exited his room and sauntered down the halls. He was careful not to disturb the sleeping children that lay behind each door he walked by. He finally reached the stairs, which lead straight to the common room.

The common room was basically the number one hang out area in Wammy's, aside from the front yard. It had a TV, couches, a piano, a stereo, games, a buffet of snacks, and all that fun stuff. When the Wammy kids were done studying, they'd hang out there.

Mello grabbed a chocolate bar from the snack table and hopped up on the couch. He grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, making sure the volume was turned down. He watched the news, for that's all that was really on at the moment. He he sat back and relaxed, taking a large bite out of the chocolate. Chocolate's always been his favorite food. He didn't exactly have a reason, he just enjoyed it.

Half an hour went by. It was still too early for anyone else to be up and about. When the sports update seemed to automatically switched to the middle of a murder investigation report, Mello knew he was dozing off. The comfort of the couch had forced him to start feeling tired again. He tossed aside the chocolate wrapper and lay himself down horizontally, trying to keep his eyes open. He was practically asleep when the door suddenly opened, then closed.

"Mello?"

Mello lifted his head to face the door. There stood Anna, one of Roger's assistant. She, along with two other women, took care of those between the ages of five and eleven. She had long, shiny black hair, leaf green eyes, and a strong German accent (all of the women assisting Roger were from different parts of Europe). Mello was honestly too sleepy to care that she was in the room.

"What are you doing down here this early?" She asked in concern.

"Trying to sleep..." Mello lay his head down again, hoping she would just leave him alone so she could do her job and check on the other students in their rooms.

"You shouldn't be sleeping on the couch," Anna approached him, "Come on, I'll take you to bed, okay?"

Mello rolled over to face away from her. "I'm fine where I am..." He mumbled, irritated.

Anna didn't seem to care where he felt comfortable. "Come on," she took his arm and pulled him up. Mello tried to brush her away, but her grip was surprisingly tight. He sighed, feeling violated in a way. "Fine..." He let her lead him to the door.

He wasn't conscious enough to notice it wasn't the right door.

L had not spent a single second of the night in slumber. Not that it wasn't natural for him. Sleep was never a burden for the insomniac.

While the Wammy children were sleeping in their dorms above his head, L was wide awake on his laptop in Roger's office, which he practically declared his guest room.

He had been researching Cassandra Rosary, whom he had taken a deep interest in. She wasn't an FBI agent, but she was a very impressive detective. Her record was flawless. The cases she had taken on were unbelievable. L wasn't usually impressed, but this was different. He liked what he was seeing.

He checked the time. 4:30 AM. In Los Angeles that would be... 8:30 PM.

Perfect timing.

It took a few minutes before there was a click at the other end.

"Detective Rose speaking."

"This is L."

Silence.

"... Can you prove this?"

"I have your detective profile. You're name is Cassandra Olivia Rosary, you originally worked as an officer in Salem, Oregon, but then you became a top detective after solving what was known as the Bronze Key Case, which was not released to the press. You recently moved you and your son, Richard, to Los Angeles, California. You are thirty-three years old, and you divorced your husband, Owen Rosary, three years ago just before he passed away in a fatal car accident. To your friends, you are Casey. At work, you are Rose. Is this correct?"

There was a pause, then a faint clicking sound. She had shut the door. "It's an honor, L." She sounded shocked.

"I'm impressed with your record, Ms. Rosary." L complimented as he scanned the profile yet again.

"Thank you," Rose replied. "Please, just call me Rose."

"I'm in a situation that is very personal, Rose." L explained. "And I can't do it alone. I need help. But before I give you any information, I need to make sure there's no way it can be leaked. I can't tell you over the phone, for conversations can easily be revived these days. We need to meet face to face."

"Face to face?" Rose repeated. She didn't know much about the detective L, but she did know he never showed his face to anyone. Was he serious about this?

"I will send you the address to my current whereabouts through Watari," L continued, "He will arrive at your office tomorrow and hand you the information. Once you're out of work, you'll head straight for the location. Does this work for you, Rose?"

"... I don't really have much of a choice, do I?"

L smiled slightly as he was reminded of the FBI agent Naomi Misora, who had muttered the same words when he first contacted her. He stayed silent.

Rose sighed. "Alright, that's fine. Thank you, L."

"No, thank you. I will see you soon."

He disconnected the call.

L was about to contact Watari and give him direction, when a loud scream coming from the corridors made his head snap up.

WAKE UP! RUN!

Mello's conscience suddenly screamed in his head. He jolted fully awake. Just in time, too. When his vision was clear, he realized he was standing before the front door of Wammy's House. He saw Anna was trying to lead him through it. He jerked his arm away from her grasp. She turned around, gasping in shock.

"Where are you taking me?" Mello jumped back, panicking. He remembered L's words; If any of the staff asks you any suspicious questions or asks you to go anywhere with them, come straight here to see me.

Anna was surprised to see he was now conscious. She stepped forward, trying to calm him down. "It's fine, honey, trust me! Just come outside with me."

Mello's eyes widened as he took two steps back. "No way! Leave me alone!" He spun on his heels and took off down the hall. He headed straight for Roger's office.

Anna groaned in frustration. Her eyes narrowed as she began to bolt after him. Her patience was up. "Get back here!" She shouted, not caring who heard her.

Unfortunately for the sprinting boy, Anna had experience with chasing young orphans. She took care of children ages five through eleven, the children that enjoy running away the most. She was practically trained to catch them. So it wasn't hard for her to catch up to the young boy and grab him before he could reach the office. If she was fast enough, she could get him through the door before anyone could stop her.

Mello screamed as loud as he could. She was too strong to fight. All he could do is hope someone could hear him. He struggled violently as his captor rushed for the exit. Her hand was just inches from the handle when she was knocked to the ground.

Mello slipped out of Anna's arms as she was pinned to the ground. L was on top of her, holding her down with all his strength. She struggled under his grip, trying to kick him off. But the detective was too strong for her.

The lights were on. Roger appeared at the scene, a gun in his hand. The old man didn't usually carry the gun around, but he had panicked when he had heard a student scream. Elise, another one of his assistants, was close behind him.

"Mon dieu!" Elise gasped when she saw her friend being pinned down by L himself. It was French for, "My goodness!"

"What's going on here?" Roger shouted angrily. He didn't like to be woken earlier than seven in the morning. He hoped for a good reason.

L pulled Anna off the floor, still grasping tightly on her left wrist. "I believe we have a prime suspect to this investigation, don't we, Ms. Carpenter?"

Everyone turned to the door as they heard the sound of tires screeching from outside as a van sped off down the street. L turned to Anna. "Looks like you were too late."

A/N: Go L and his awesome guy-strength! I wish I were strong enough to hold a person down. Only in Mima's dreams... haha! :)

Thanks to the forever awesome Ms. Bright and shadow assasin101 for their amazing reviews! You guys rock! :D

Now I'm gonna ask you guys a question. This is for Glee fans, since I'm about to watch the new episode tonight, and I'm UBER excited about it (obsessed)! You guys know Sam, the kid with the blond hair and the HUGE mouth from the second season premiere? Well, I have a prediction that he's going to end up with Kurt, since I read in a magazine that Kurt's gonna get a boyfriend this season. I'm betting my money on this. Who agrees? Let me know. XD

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~Mima Roses