Johnny POV

"Hello, I'm Detective Ross," said the blue eyed dark brunette. What is with all these people and blue eyes, I swear. He shook Darry's hand.

"If you would all follow me to my office please". We all followed him into the office. I so did not want to be here right now. I'm still confused on what happened and why I passed out. I bet Ponyboy had something to do with this.

We all took our seats in the black velvet chairs. They were quite comfy. Even more than my run down bed at home.

A guy with black hair came out. He looked to be in his early-thirties.

"Thank you, you may go now," he said to the officers. They closed the door in the room. The room full of silence and tension. Steve, Darry, and Dally were all wary of the guy. The Socs looked like they wanted to be anywhere but there. Soda looked calm, but I can tell he was scared very much like me. Tim just looked bored while Two-bit looked ready to make a wisecrack at any given' time now.

He sat down in his chair big black chair that rolls.

"Hello, my name is Detective Romanova. I'm sorry to bother you all but I have a few questions about Ponyboy," he said smoothly but gently. He didn't act like the other cops, and I was glad for it.

"First of all, I'm very sad to what happened to your friend Ponyboy. He was such a good kid".

"Thanks," said Darry. "His funeral's on Thursday if you'd like to come". I totally forgot about that. I didn't have the heart to see Ponyboy in his casket again. Speaking of my best friend, I wonder where he is now.

"So, do you know anyone who would have a grudge against him?" he asked. A Shake of heads.

"You see, the thing is that we're not sure if he was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, or if he was actually meant to die".

"What are you saying? That Pony was meant to die?" Soda glared coldly at Romanova.

"No of course not. It's just that if this wasn't random, he could be after you guys too," he calmly explained. He did have a point. What Ponyboy said that other day…

"I came back as a ghost so I could help you find my murderer. I think he's after you guys too," he said.

That of course meant we were all in danger. Maybe even Tim and the Socs too.

"Well," Steve started, "There was this Soc at school who's been giving Ponyboy looks from time to time. Sometimes he would push him, or trip him and stuff. Two-bit and I always took care of him though". Two-bit nodded in agreement. Then both eyes got wide.

"Why didn't you guys tell me about this?" screamed Darry.

"We didn't think it was a big deal once we took care of him," yelled back Steve in defense.

I noticed the Detective still looking quite thoughtful.

"What was his name?" he asked.

"Jacob West," Two-bit and Steve said simultaneously.

"We'll have to bring him in for questioning," said the detective. The Socs looked down guilty at the mention of their friend's antics.

I leaned back and felt something trickle on my clothed butt. I looked back and saw something sticking out of my pocket.

"Excuse me," I said quietly. All attention automatically went to me. I looked down, my cheeks red. "May I use the restroom please?"

"Of course Johnny. Do you need help finding the restroom?"

"No, I got it," I said as I got up. I could feel all eyes on me as I opened the door.

"Sorry, Ponyboy was his best friend you know," I heard Soda explain to Romanova.

I quickly scattered to the bathroom. I went into the first stall and opened the note from my pocket.

Hey Johnny,

It's me Ponyboy. I kinda possessed your body. I snagged a pair of cop keys from the officer. I don't know exactly where it leads, but you're smart. You'll figure it out. I need you to find the files that has a map of Tulsa and profiles of everyone I know. Even Socs. I think the blue eyes were just contact which means you're in more danger than ever. Warn the others about that. There should be a stack of papers that has every house in Tulsa on it. It may come in handy. I heard someone talking about it when Curly and I got hauled in. Another thing is, you're gonna have to get Curly and Jake to help you. Angela and Marie too if they're willing. They'll gladly do it and be a big help about it. Don't let anyone else find out for the time being. Bye Johnny, watch your back at all times and grab a switch blade. Don't trust any outsiders. Good luck. I'll see you when I wake up.

I can't believe Ponyboy trusted me to do this and of all people too. As I read over the note 3 more times I jumped. A knock from the outside. Slowly and cautiously I rounded the corner of the stall and saw a rock at the window sill. Outside there was Curly Shepherd, Angela Shepherd, Marie Matthews, and Jacob Maurice'.

Curly's POV

I burst through the front door of my house.

"Hey Angel!" I shouted as I ran through the door. On the couch were Angela and Jacob. The 15 year old sandy blonde teenager was on the couch watching T.V. uninterestingly. It seemed Angela was snuggling on her boyfriend's chest. It used to bother the shit out of me, Tim, and Roderick A.K.A Danger.

"Hey Curls, what's up?" He tried to look ecstatic, but was feeling too down to succeed. He liked Ponyboy like the rest of us, even though our 2 brothers were in the same different gang from them. Jake's 17 year old brother was Tim's second in command. "Danger" was almost as close to Tim as Dally was. However, Jake and Danger were a combination of how Tim and Soda treat me and Ponyboy. He was very protective and loving of Jake, but he also kept him in line and gave him little attention when he was busy.

"Hey guys. Ang, Tim got pulled down to the station along with ol' Dal". They're expressions immediately hardened.

"Well, what did they get hauled in there for Curly?" asked my sister. She was nervously tugging on her waist length ringlets.

"They had questions about...Ponyboy," I said with caution. Just like that the room was filled with pain and tension. I still feel miserable about what happened to the poor 14 year old boy. I know this gang is supposed to be one of the toughest, but I think it passed for now.

"What if we lose Tim too, Curly?" ang asked desperately. I knew that she couldn't lose another person so close to us.

"We're not," I pronounced. "We're going to the police station and we're gonna demand to let them go". They looked at me like I just told them to strip naked and run all over Tulsa.

"Are you sure that that's such a good idea Curls?" Jake asked.

"Well, they're gonna think that they did it. We have to do this guys. Not just for them, but for Ponyboy too". I owed so much to him. I brought him into a whole lot of my stupid schemes. Jake, Pony, and I got drunk and then went streaking on Halloween with masks on. When I woke up, I found myself in the Curtis living room with 4 angry brothers and 5 gang members and 2 drunk guys with clothes on; as for myself.

"Alright, were in". Jake looked at Angela for conformation. She intertwined their hands and nodded. Then we were off. After 5 minutes a voice intruded by thoughts.

"Hey guys, where are you off to in such a fine hurry," said a sarcastic intriguing voice. Behind me stood, a dirty blonde girl with long hair, a smirk gracing her features. Behind me, was the girl I had a crush on. Marie Matthews stood right behind us.

Angela ran over to her best friend and gave her a hug. "MARIE!" she screamed. The other girl let out a squeal, her 2 pig tails flying all over the place.

"Hey girl, it's been a while," Jake said as he made his way over to them. He hugged her and swung her around by her waist. They used to date, which bothered me and Angela. We got over it though. Just like Jake got over the fact that Angela dated Ponyboy a little over 3 weeks ago. They broke up a little while after.

I was so lost in my thoughts, I didn't hear the two footsteps in front me.

"Hey Curly," she said. I looked into the gray eyes of the charming blonde.

"Hey". I gave her a long hug. A loud cough interrupted the moment. Angela and Jake were looking off to the side with a knowing look, small smiles dancing on their lips.

"So, you answer my question?" She was almost as much as a sarcastic smart ass as Ponyboy was.

"Well, it goes like this. You see what had happened was…," Angel started. When we were finished, she had tears streaming down her face.

"Ponyboy was murdered". She said slowly. Then she burst into hysterics and threw herself into Angel's arms. "I can't believe this happened. Who did it?" she asked after her 7th hiccup. Angela was trying to calm her friend. Jake and I were helping unsuccessfully. Yes, Ponyboy also had another ex.

"We don't know". Jake was blunt but cautious at the same time with his answer. I ran a hand through my black Curly locks.

"Well, we have to find out". She said very loudly.

"Marie, I don't think-," she interrupted Angela. "Ponyboy was one of our best friends. We have to find the twisted psycho who did this and bring him to Justice," she finished passionately with her small fist raised. "Come on guys, we're just going to do a little sleuthing," she continued. We still looked a little unconvinced at her persuasion. The eerie feeling in my gut was back again. I knew how she felt though. I wanted to find this sick bastard and do shit to him that would be way past illegal.

"Angela," She tried again, "Who was the girl who proved that she could win at the dance contest last year and still managed to kick butt of all the girls who wanted to get even with her?"

"Easy, I did," Angela said with a confident smile on her face.

"Jake, who was the guy who set off the firecrackers at the Dingo last 4th of July and ran away from the angry mob?" she asked her friend.

"I did," he said.

"Curly," she turned her piercing grey eyes to me, meeting them with my ice blue ones. "Who was the guy that stole the heart of a young 14 year old greaser, risking a beating from a tough 18 year old greaser?" she asked. At the last sentence she ended up right in front of me. She leaned up towards me.

"I did," I breathed as our lips nearly met. "That you did," she whispered. It was like fireworks. The kiss was gentle and soft, but filled with so much emotion I thought I lost a long time ago.

As we broke apart, Angela and Jake were staring at us. They're mouths were wide open. I smirked and grabbed Marie's hand.

"Come on, we'll find Johnny later," Marie pronounced.

"Close your mouth, you're gonna catch flies". Just like that we were off to the police station. I looked at the sky, it was almost night time.

"I swear Curly; this is the last time that I'll ever talk to you guys again if we get caught for this," said my 30 minute girlfriend.

"Open it dude".

"Curly I swear, Tim would be laughing so hard right now that you couldn't open this stupid window. Pssh and you call yourself a hood". My sister rolled her eyes and placed a hand on her hip. Jake was running a hand through her thick black-blue curls.

"Shut up Angela". Instead I threw a rock at the window. A shadow popped up. We all crouched down automatically, not that it did any good.

"Cade?" I heard my voice say.

He opened the window and let us in. I wonder what Mr. goodie too shoes did to be in the station.

Hey guys, sorry my parents took away my phone and computer so I decided to do 2 chapters while I wait for it back. Thankfully, it's back now. In the next 2-3 chapters, I guess you'll find out some hints of the murderer. Idk how I'm going to bring it out, so yeah. Any suggestions or ideas would help. Keep reviewing ideas or comments please. Don't forget. Email me if you want to check out the book of The Unforgettables. I guess it's a good thing they took it away. I finish more important stuff faster and you guys would've never got these 2 updates. You'd have to wait a while, sad to say. Ugh, I hate that I'm lazy ;P