AUTHORS NOTE: So here we are with another chapter of my most ridiculous case to date. I actually think this one is going to amuse me for years! I bet you guys are dying for it to end... Well that should happen within the next couple of chapters (well I am hoping anyway!) or if not, you're going to have to put up with this lunacy for a little longer. Raise your hands if you're worried about my mental state?

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything but the excessive amounts of OC's. This story has totally gone into a crack!fic/AU lol

[New Suspect]

The scenario was happening to plan and even though she was wearing a bug in her ear, everything was happening the way her story had written. She'd not wanted anything to go wrong. One death was enough. She couldn't afford to lose her other two friends. Rubbing her hands together, she heard the familiar jangle of her charm bracelet and stopped deciding that she didn't want to bring anymore than necessary attention to herself. She looked down at her sneakers, the little love heart that her best friend from home had drawn on it was starting to fade and she snorted at the realisation that in a couple of minutes that might actually be her.

"So I assume you like the nickname Red?" A voice from behind her asked causing her to jump off the bench, her hand pressing against her chest as she turned to look at him. He was actually hidden by the shadows of the trees and she sighed as she realised that he obviously didn't trust her.

"It's what Sheila called me but I'm sure she told you that?" She voiced calmly not really used to talking about Sheila in past tense yet. The guy chuckled softly, his hands reaching into his pockets causing her to step back slightly suddenly thinking that maybe she should have had back up after all.

"Sheila and I didn't talk much about you and the other girls unless it was that of hatred. Boy, did she hate you three girls? I actually feel jealous of your lives too. I mean, you could have everything and yet you're little geeks?" Ellanna decided to ignore the obvious insult in his sentence, her hands rubbing against the hips of her jeans as she tried to get a clear look of his face. "I wouldn't bother trying, sweetheart. You're not going to get a good look at me." She was about to comment when she saw a single red dot on his forehead, her eyes widened as she realised that they'd obviously gone against the idea of letting her go alone.

"Why did you kill her? I don't think that would have been the plan." The man chuckled as he moved slightly, his forehead moving out of the line of the red dot and she watched it turn off meaning that she was obviously in the way. "I mean, who hires a killer and makes themselves the first victim?"

"I'm not a hired killer." He calmly mentioned moving to sit down on the bench, the hood of his jumper still covering his face and she didn't care about seeing his face anymore. She just needed to know why Sheila had been killed and why the stupid plan had been concocted in the first place. "I'm a mental patient at her husband's hospital. She ran over me one afternoon and took me back inside. She looked after me but then she left. He made her leave." He growled aggressively.

"You loved Sheila?" Ellanna whispered unsure if this was right, her hand reaching up to press hold of the earwig to make sure that it was in clearly so that the detectives could clearly hear what was happening in front of her.

"I loved her with all my might. I tracked her down after I left the hospital for the second time. I watched as she argued with her husband, I watched as she drank herself to oblivion in the early afternoon and I watched as she slept with other men." The truth about Sheila was coming out and it really wasn't the picture that Ellanna wanted painting. "She did none of it with emotion like she did like the writing. I watched her write once and her face lit up like a firework. She was so beautiful." He looked down at his hands.

"So if you loved her, why did you kill her?" She demanded to know starting to get hysterical as she couldn't understand what he was telling her. This didn't make any sense. It was like something out of one of her really bad cases. No. She probably wouldn't even write a storyline that bad. There was no point, nothing to hook the readers and nothing that adds up. "There's no reason to kill her."

"He made me do it." The guy whispered and Ellanna stared at him.

"Who is he?" She knew that anything from this interrogation wouldn't work in a court. She'd seen enough TV shows to know that but at least they had some sort of evidence to get him arrested. It also sounded now like he had an accomplice and if he implicated his partner then they'd be able to find something that linked them.

"He caught me watching her. He said that his fiancée would never be interested in me because I was just one of his lowlife patients. He always said bad things about me. He never was nice. He didn't deserve a pretty girl like Sheila. She was real pretty." There was a moment of silence and then he looked up at her, an evil grin on his face as he stood up. "She was real pretty. Don't you agree?"

"Yes. She was really pretty." She whispered still revelling in the idea that her friend's husband-to- be was the accomplice behind this. She ran her hand over her face, the urge to cry overwhelming. "Are you saying that...?"

"It was real nice talking to you, Red." He said jumping up and she looked at him with shock. "I'll be waiting anxiously for the next message and I'm sure he'll be looking forward to meet you. He likes to know that someone else is there to work alongside him. You're not as pretty as she was but you'd make a real good wife one day." He pointed out before leaving. She stared after him, her heart racing as she realised that this was going a lot more unrealistic than she'd ever believed. She found herself standing there a few minutes before sighing.

"And hey, the sniper wasn't really necessary." She pointed out as she started to move out of the park, her arms wrapping around herself.

"Uh Red," she heard Robbie say down her ear and glared, even though he couldn't see her, at the use of the nickname. "We didn't have a sniper out there?" She stopped walking, her heart beating fast as she turned back to look at where the light could have come from and then sighed. "Are you okay? Do you need for me to..." she took the earwig out and put it in her pocket. She needed to be alone right now.

"Don't you dare ever take your earwig out on me again or I swear to..." Detective Ross said the minute she stepped into the safe house that night, her cheeks flushed red from the cold as she took off her coat. "I wanted to come down and make sure someone hadn't shot a bullet clean through your forehead!" He shouted and she looked over at him.

"The red light was aimed on his forehead hence the reason I believed it was you, Detective Ross!" She said making sure she used that name rather than the Robbie he'd told them he preferred. "I'm fine. He's fine. Well minus the fact he's insane," she stopped talking as Ellie and Leigh ran over to give her a hug. It was apparent that they'd both been as worried as the detective.

"Despite the fact that you've just scared us to death," Jackie said from the kitchen door, "the information you managed to wriggle out of him was perfect. The fact that Sheila was the one killed makes much more sense to us now that it's her fiancé actually pulling the strings." She said motioning for them to come inside as she'd made a pot of tea as she'd seen how cold Helen was.

"Why would her fiancé want her killed?" Ellie asked as she accepted her mug before sitting down at the table and looking over the transcript of the conversation that they'd already managed have typed out. "She made it sound as if the guy really loved her."

"Yeah but she made it pretty clear that she didn't love him," Leigh pointed out as she shrugged her shoulders. "She hated everything about his life minus that one guy who was a patient. Do you not think it's a major coincidence that he knows about it?" She suddenly pointed out causing everyone to look at her. "Come on, the guy was a mental patient. Do you really think Sheila is going to tell her fiancé that she's hanging out with him?"

The point was a valid one and everyone found themselves trying to think about it. "Well the guy did mention to Ellanna that he'd been caught watching her."

"Sure but if you catch someone you treat for schizophrenia, why do you allow for your partner to remain friends with them?" Ellie pointed out as she flicked through the transcript in a distracting manner. "I mean, it's just not something a doctor would do. He would have known the danger of allowing his wife to become the number one obsession of this man, no?"

"The husband is playing a bigger part than we've thought all along," Robbie mused as he realised that Ellie was right. It was common knowledge to him how insane people – normally not insane for him but girls he'd dumped – can clutch to the one they obsess with and he'd have known full well that if anything would happen, the guy would want to hurt Sheila. He'd have just seen Sheila cheating again with another man and would have believed that she was actually cheating on him even though she'd never really known the guy was watching her before it was too late.

"This is a case of husband and wife playing each other because he was working for them both. She wanted to punish the girls for not having lives and the husband wanted..." Robbie looked over at Jackie. "I don't actually know why he wanted her dead. He gave us the impression that she was his only one and that he adored her." He stood up from his seat, his mobile in his hands. "We'll need to bring him in."

"Wait, what?" Ellanna, Leigh and Ellie all called out at once causing him to turn and look at them. "Do you not think that would ruin the plans we've already cooked up?" Ellie pointed out causing the other two girls to look at her in confusion. "Hey. I didn't agree with it at first but damn it's happened now and there's nothing I can do to stop it so we have to go through with it. The minute you bring the husband into questioning the contact Ellanna needs to make with him is ruined."

"Why does he need to see Ellanna? He didn't know that Sheila was using the man to kill you guys."

"He had to have known!" Ellie pointed out. "They had a joint bank account, the same address. That man had to know something was going down behind his back!" She shook her head. "No. The guy made it obvious that the husband-to-be needed to speak to Ellanna something bigger is going down and we don't have a clue."

Robbie stared at them for a moment before looking at Jackie, "when did we start listening to teenagers again?" He said putting his phone back down on the table and deciding that they had a valid point.

TO BE CONTINUED...