AUTHORS NOTE: So this is an overdue chapter! So here we are with it and I have our girls going undercover! Let's see how it goes! I'd also like to say jogging!Ellanna is ME right now right down to the messy bun but it's my brother's hoodie, not my boyfriends :P

DISCLAIMER: I only own the OC's

[Undercover]

Sitting down at the interrogation room, Ellanna looked over at Sheila that was painting her nails a bubble gum pink. Sheila looked up at her, "What?"

"Bubble gum pink, really?" She said handing her the diet pop, her legs crossing as she leant back on the chair that she'd been sat in for the last day. She'd missed three lectures now and there wasn't a slightest hint of caring in her appearance as she talked away to her three girls.

"Sweetheart, I wasn't going to face my killer with imperfect nails and not all of us can pull off depressive colours like you're wearing," she said referring to the dark blue that Ellanna was wearing chipped on her uneven and bitten nails. Ellanna raised her eyebrows as she took a swig of her own full sugar juice. "Should you be wearing that before your character airs tonight?"

"Don't tease her," Ellie warned laughing as Ellanna just glared at the older woman.

"Why do I get to play the jogger again?" She demanded to know staring at the sweats that she'd thrown on to the table the minute she'd got hold of them.

"The other two characters you described were sisters," Leila pointed out and she sat forward on her elbows. "Me and Ellie can pull off sisters because of our colouring whereas you with your bright ginger hair can't."

"That's discriminatory against redheads, I'm sure it is and all three of my siblings are brunette." She pointed out causing them all to laugh. "It's a good thing I know how to jog but no comments about wobbly bits," she teased before sighing. "What if the plan doesn't work?"

"Someone else is murdered and we try to think who it is in your story so you can amend it," Sheila said shrugging her shoulders without looking at her lips but Leila noticed that she was worrying her lip and her brow had furrowed. She was going to comment but at that moment the door opened with Detective Reid stepping in.

"Girls, are you all nearly ready?" Ellanna groaned and stood up, grabbing the bag that contained her outfit.

"I need a bathroom."

The plump jogger stopped her jogging, her breath and heart racing as she put her hands on her back and swung side to side. The music in her ear was blasting in her ears because it always motivated her. She wasn't a regular jogger in this area and she was self conscious of everyone staring at her but that didn't stop her. She was on a weight loss program, she had met the guy of her dreams and she was going to lose a few pounds if it killed her. Ginger hair was tied back in a horribly messy bun and an oversized hoodie that she'd stolen from her boyfriend's wardrobe kept her comforted as she did the circuit. She decided to go once again now that she'd caught her breath.

The two sisters giggled as they moved through the park, only barely noticing the plump jogger that moved passed them as they giggled about the cute boy that had talked to them back at the shopping centre. He'd obviously been taken by the older one but he'd been lovely to the younger one believing that they were friends rather than sisters. It was the first time the younger sister had ever really had a boy speak to her. They were excited, giggling and not taking a blind care of notice to their surroundings.

Neither of the three of them noticed the beautiful blonde woman enter the park, tears falling down her cheeks as she tap at her phone aggressively.

This was obviously different to the scenario because the three girls were obviously aware of Sheila but were ignoring her. They were taking more notice on anyone that was following or even watching her. Ellanna noticed a guy in a hoodie with the hood up and large feminine sunglasses so she mumbled to the other two because she was about to jog past him. They told her to stop and take a drink of water next to the bench. She wanted to look back at them and ask if she looked suicidal but decided not too.

The team had been instructed that they couldn't do anything because the murderer knew their faces and they didn't need for them to know that this was a set up. However they were extremely worried about what was going down between the four girls. Ellanna stopped her jogging and reached for the bottle of water tied at her waist. No one was going to believe her when she said she'd done her weekly jog in one afternoon. The guy looked up at her.

"You're in my way," he said gruffly and she jumped a little. She turned round to see a young woman sat at a tree reading book. He blushed when he saw where her gaze was and she smiled before apologising. He wasn't the guy they were after so she put her bottle back and started to jog again. She decided to highlight that she needed the toilet so the killer had best appear sometime soon.

Her phone buzzed and she saw it was Sheila's number. She stopped jogging. Her hands stilling as she saw the single message.

"HE KNOWS IT'S A SET UP. GET THE GIRLS ATTENTION AND WAIT FOR MY MESSAGE."

She looked around, her heart racing. How did he know? Did this mean that he had Sheila? She took another drink of water to make it look less suspicious before pressing the forward button and sending it to Leila with the added extension of not making it obvious that it was from her but she had to show Ellie. When did they become the detectives in this storyline?

"I do not like this boss," Robbie said down his phone in their van as he watched Ellanna put her phone away and started on her jog again. "I don't the guy is going to show up today," he paused as Ellanna explained that she was going to use the public loo and she'd be right out. He rolled his eyes. The female bladder was useless!

"Robbie, I can see that eye roll," Jackie snapped kicking the back of his chair as she saw Ellie and Leila moving towards the toilets too. "I think something is going down though," Robbie leant forward and looked at the screen.

"The girls are playing detective?"

"No," Stuart said zooming in and saw that now Leila was on her phone. "Ellanna is playing her story as it goes along. She's a real writer."

"Can we get phone records?"

"I wouldn't say fast enough," Stuart replied to Jackie as he shrugged his shoulders. "Let's go with them and see what happens. They're the best lead we have so far to this case."

They were stood next to each other talking in text so that they wouldn't be overheard in their microphones. Sheila had already sent a text saying that Ellanna should come alone but as previously mentioned she wasn't suicidal.

"What do we do?" Leila had asked and Ellanna shrugged in response as she tapped her blackberry as she thought. "We need to tell the detectives," Leila then added on and both of the older girls looked at her, lips pursed and their heads shaking.

"No. He could hurt Sheila if we did," Ellie text as her reply before hitting her head. "Go alone, Ellanna. We'll follow and see what goes down?"

"What if he wants to hurt us all?" Ellanna asked and Ellie looked down at her phone, now also deep in thought.

"We're at least going together and not alone like Sheila would be." The other two girls nodded, their lips pursing. "Besides. The minute we leave this park, we're going to be followed by the van." They all agreed that was a good point.

Sheila stood in the car park, her hand tied in a knot as she saw him up at the window with his gun. Her tears fell hot and heavy as she realised that this wasn't what she'd planned.

TO BE CONTINUED...