Police Work
Chapter 3: Delivery
Ivan sat back smiling. Phase one of his plan was about to commence and Amelia would be home soon, with a little gift waiting for her. All was going according to plan. Toris would tell him when she had received his little gift.
It had been a long morning. Arthur had predicted it would be, and of course, he was right. He had to describe the whole case to her, and he figured she didn't understand half of it. She would ask what things were, and why things were, and occasionally she would complain that she was hungry. He couldn't understand why anyone who was like this would graduate from the Academy a year early, with honors at that! After about 4 hours of this they finally stopped.
"We're done." Arthur had stated.
"What?" Amelia said shocked, and a little worried.
"We're done going over the case."
"Oh," she said relieved. "Wanna go out for lunch?"
"Um…" Arthur paused, "sure."
"Can we stop by my apartment first? I've gotta get something."
"Sure."
That's how they ended up on a bus going to Amelia's apartment. The ride was less crowded than before and it left a place for the two to sit. They didn't talk. When they got to the appropriate stop they got off and casually walked to her apartment. To Amelia's surprise there were flowers waiting on her doorstep, they were sunflowers. There was a card as well, it read:
You remind of these Sunflowers.
"Weird." She said.
"What is?" Arthur asked.
"I don't usually get flowers, and I don't know who it's from… and who ever this is from, I remind them of sunflowers… Oh well, I'll figure this out later."
"You don't think you should figure this out now?"
"We have to hurry, lunch is almost over, and besides what I'm getting is more important." She opened her front door, with the flowers in hand, and let Arthur in. "Make yourself at home; there is some tea in the kitchen if you want some."
Arthur went to the kitchen and made himself a cup of tea, and then he sat on the couch and looked around, taking sips every few seconds. The apartment was nearly empty and had boxes everywhere. Amelia had put the flowers in a vase and now was looking through several of them. She would stop at every few and take something out. She finally approached Arthur with the items, most of them were files.
"What is this?" He asked in a very curious manner.
"They're files that my dad worked on. Your case reminded me of them." She said as she looked through one of them.
Arthur picked one up, "Why did he have these?"
"He worked on them, at least an hour each day, even on holidays. My dad was obsessed over this case; he worked on it for a long time, years in fact. He would work on other cases and this one was always worked on when there was a slow down at the station."
"Why do you have them? Why doesn't the station have these?"
"Because they were my dad's and they're not official files, they have my dad's personal feelings of each case, as well as what was going on at the time of the crime, and my dad left them for me in his will. I almost have them all copied onto my laptop."
"I see." He whispered.
"Got it!" She yelled. Then she turned the file toward Arthur. "Read this."
Arthur complied and sat in disbelief. "I-it's like my case. Only slightly more detailed." He read on. "General Winter… This is… amazing. I now have a link!"
"A link for what?" Amelia asked.
"For your dad's case, we're going to solve it!" He smiled.
"Really? That's great!" She shouted. Then she looked at the time. "Crap! We've gotta get lunch, and soon."
"Ok, we'll take these files with us." Arthur said.
"No, we'll take my laptop, it's lighter and it has most of these files on it." Amelia stated.
As they rushed out Arthur said,"You know, you're not as much of an idiot as I thought you were."
"Um… thanks?" She said while locking the door. "Let's hurry and get to McDonalds before we get yelled at.
"No arguments there," even though it is extremely unhealthy. He added in his head.
Unknown to the two, a young man was watching their every move as they rushed to the bus. He then took out a cell phone and dialed a number. "D-delivery confirmed s-sir."
"Good Toris, come back to base now, дa[1]"
"Y-yes s-sir!" He hung up the phone and drove back to the mansion.
Author's Note: Yay done with this chapter, even though it is a little bit shorter than the rest… oh well ^.^ I'm really surprised at how many of you guys actually liked the last chapter… I think Amelia would have tea for whenever she'd be sick or have a sore throat, 'cause tea helps. Yay the two are getting to like each other ^.^ Next chapter will be longer, I promise! Oh and you'll get to see how Madeline is doing in a little while (hopefully). Do you guys think the two will make it in time not to get yelled at? Oh and I'd like to tell y'all that I'm on DeviantArt and if you want to check out some of my art just follow the link on my profile.
Review Notes: SketchyVE: Ikr? But the next chapter after this will be a while sooo… you'll have to be patient (unless I can write it all while doing my homework….)
NinjahSocks: Yes… those three together in one story is… Epic ^.^ The next update won't be for a while (next weekend maybe?)
Sandyangel: Of course xD What else would I give you people?
Goldpen: Yup, and it seems they're getting along better ^.^ now if only I could tell you about everything that's gonna happen… but I can't :D
Translations: [1] дa – yes
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or its characters; this is a fan fiction using the characters to portray a story that is only meant to entertain
Character guide: In case you didn't get the character(s) from this chapter: Amelia – America