CHAPTER 10 – Convicted part 2.

Kat took the Investigator out of the room and closed the door. "He's sick." She said simply.

"I'm not stupid love." The investigator replied.

"Isn't there some law against convicting a sick man?"

"That isn't my job, my job is to find the man who did it and take him to court. If he's sick, he can plead innocence by insanity, but he'll need proof of that…medical reference and so on."

"How can he do that!? You won't let him out of your custody!"

"Then there's nothing more I can do. Now you stick around, I'm gonna want to ask you some questions too. Until then, stay out of this room!" The Investigator started to walk back into the room.

"He won't answer you…he honestly doesn't remember." The Investigator turned back. "Faust might be a physco, a junkie, and even an alcoholic, but one thing I have learned, is that he is not a liar." The investigator ignored her and closed the door on her. Kat folded her arms over her chest. She hated him already.

Only a little while later Kat was sitting in that room herself. Where they had taken Faust, she didn't know. "How long have you known Faust?" The investigator asked.

"About a month." She replied.

"That's not long."

"No. I guess not."

"What is your relationship with him?" He asked her.

"I'm his girlfriend."

"How did you meet him?" was the next question thrown at her. Kat groaned, this was not going to help him at all.

"That's not your business." She said after a moment, they couldn't make her talk. She crossed one leg over the other and caught the investigator watching. Scowling slightly she added. "Do you think you'll find evidence on my legs sir?" The investigators eyes snapped back up.

"Did Faust ever mention Kelly Rose or any other victims?"

"No."

"Has he ever attacked you?" Kat scowled again.

"Not your concern." She stated coolly.

"Miss…we could really use your co-operation."

"Look…Your trying to put my lover in jail…why the hell would I help you do that!?"

"Why are you dating him?"

"What kind of question is that!?"

"Why are you dating a killer? You obviously knew…"

"That's not your business."

"Maybe you're afraid that he'll kill you too." Kat laughed slightly a dark evil laugh that she had not heard in herself in a long time.

"I am not afraid of Faust, and I'm not afraid of you. People like you make me sick."

"Why is that?"

"You think your so high and mighty…"She paused standing and leaning closer to him. "You think you're the super hero's of the city…saving all the poor innocent people…and you'd just love to turn me into a damsel in distress…I got news for you honey, I am not distressed. I can see through you the way I saw through him and let me tell you, there was a lot more good in him that there is in you! Do you think I wouldn't notice you staring at my chest?" With that, she took the table and turned it over. "Now, unless you've got charges or a warrant out for me, then you can't stop me from leaving." She turned and strode elegantly from the room. She'd never felt so angry, or so Dark in many years, the memories she'd tried to keep buried swam to the surface, making her blood boil even hotter. She would get him out of there, one way or another.

Yoh was eating an ice-cream cone with Morty in the park when he saw Kat striding towards them. He frowned, sensing something was very wrong with his elfish friend. She was angry, that he could tell from the way she walked, but also, the usual aura of calm discipline she radiated was gone, and replaced by an uncontrollable rage. Yoh had only ever seen her this angry once, and then, it had had dire consequences. "Kat…"

"Morty…do me a favour." She demanded.

"Er…ok."

"On the internet… look up insanity pleas." She said. Morty pulled his laptop out of his bag and set to work.

"What's this all about Kat?" Yoh asked.

"Faust has been arrested…I need to get him out." Morty froze.

"What!? No way am I looking up stuff to help you get that maniac off!"

"Maniac, precisely. Faust needs help, and I intend to make sure he gets it…KEEP LOOKING!" Morty stared at her.

"No." He closed his laptop. Kats eyes burned, Yoh saw it and took her arm.

"Chill…" he said. She wrenched her arm from his grip.

"No!" She turned back to Morty. "You know he's mad, you above all others know…but he hasn't always been that way. Sometimes I see it…glimpses of the man he was…I promised I would help him find that man again…I never break my word. Please look it up Morty, I'm sure that somewhere in there, if we can prove he's mad, which shouldn't be too hard, he will be sentenced to a mental house instead where he'll get help! Either that, or it's easier to break him out!" Morty still didn't look convinced. Kat took a breath and tried to calm herself. "He was making progress. He was learning to let go…" Morty sighed, opening his computer again. Kat gave a weak smile. She suddenly felt tired. So very tired. She sat on the bench beside Yoh, and put her head in her hands. She felt Yoh's arm snake around her shoulders. She looked up at him. "Where would I be without you…" She murmured.

"In Jail." Yoh replied. Kat looked away.

"Right."

"I got it." Said Morty. Kat looked up. "The M'Naghten Rules (1843) 10 C & F 200, state, inter alia, that a person may be "insane" if '...at the time of the committing of the act, the party accused was laboring under such a defect of reason, arising from a disease of the mind, as not to know the nature and quality of the act he was doing, or, if he did know it, that he did not know what he was doing was wrong.'"

"What can they sentence him on that charge?"

"er…it says 'Judges are allowed to give any sentence to defendants who receive a verdict of insanity, but offenders are usually sent to hospitals where they can get help for their illness." Kat smiled.

"Thanks Morty. I gotta go now…have a couple of errands to run."

"What are you going to do Katherine?" Yoh asked her.

"Pull in a couple of favours." She turned and strode away.

Thanks to wikipedia for the info! Convicted Part three on it's way folks!