AN:

IMPORTANT!

Okaaaaaaaay so ill cut to the chase. I have made a couple of horrific mistakes throughout the story! Here they are:

1. By my plan Beth was in Wammy's since she was 13 but in chapter three I wrote 11 for some reason! Hope that didn't cause too much confusion, I changed it now.

2. Near HAD met Beth but they never actually spoke. I wrote that he and Mello left Wammy's a month after Beth first arrived but in actual fact Mello left way before that and I changed it so Near left only a week after Beth arrived. This is why they never actually spoke to eachother and why he recognised her photo in her file.

3. As regards the photo. Beth was not originally intended for Wammy's. There was a mention of it in the same chapter as the last two bloopers, but all will be revealed later on in the story. This is why there were photos of her around, unlike many of the other Wammy's kids.

Yeah I think this is it! Sorry if any of this caused confusion, if anything like this happens again I'll fix it straight away.

How to read:

ALSO IMPORTANT TO NOTE.

This chapter has a mix of the manga AND the anime. It wasn't easy to do but it's to fit the story. Don't worry if you haven't read the manga all is explained here, you needn't have read it at all. Another thing is again- the timeline of this. The first and the third section happen simultaneously to let you know.

On with the disclamer.

Everyone:…

Me: oh c'mon guys! Anyone at all going to do it?

L: There's a 15% chance one of us will.

Me:… Alright um, Near Mello Matt? One of you?

Mello: forget it, you tried to steal my chocolate!

Near: I'll-

Matt: Let ME do it! I am the sexiest guy in the whole show after all.

L:…

Matsuda:…

Light:…

Aizawa:…

Near:…

Mello: DAMN RIGHT!

Me: eh, ANYWAY, yeah Matt go ahead.

Matt: DarkWhispers doesn't own Death Note. She also doesn't own 'Still Got the Blues' by Garry Moore which is a great song!

Me: It is indeed! On with the story, credits will be at the end this time.

The Move

Beth's Pov:

I had fallen asleep right then and there and didn't wake up until 11 o'clock that morning. I guess I was tired. This was the first night I slept soundly without any nightmares. Truth is I didn't want to wake up. Or at least not here. I wanted to open my eyes and be at home with my mum and dad. I wouldn't mind getting nagged to do the dishes or get grounded for breaking curfew. I wouldn't mind stressing over exams or chatting up boys.

But that just wasn't my life.

I was here. With the mafia and a crazy chocoholic dude. Where nobody knew my real name. Where nobody knew my story…

Stop overthinking, my conscience told me. You're only making yourself upset.

I got up and out of bed which squeaked extremely loudly as usual and ruffled through the first drawer of the chest of drawers at the other side of the room for my mini mirror. Once I found it I took it out and stared into it. My makeup from last night was smudged and some ran down my face from the crying. My hair was knotted and tangled, in other words I looked absolutely awful.

Deciding to fix myself up I took a bag with my makeup and quickly ran to the bathroom. Before doing anything I splashed cold water on my face to wake me up a little and began removing last night's makeup. After that I applied a fresh layer- the usual thin line of black eyeliner and concealer on problem zones as well as a little bit of mascara. I was just about done with my makeup so I moved onto hair, slowly and carefully brushing it out, making sure I don't end up ripping out a strand in frustration.

This whole thing gave me a chance to think. I didn't understand what was going on with me lately. I didn't understand my behaviour, I didn't understand my reasoning and most of all I didn't understand my emotions. They were all over the place! I was so annoyed at Mello for what happened with the SPK but it's not like the situation could have been dealt with otherwise anyway. And it's not like I wasn't always mad at Mello for one reason or another. There's another thing. I couldn't forgive myself for giving them the names but… it was Mello's orders. Mello was the one who planned the whole thing.

His words still lingered in my head, The SPK don't need you. But I do. He didn't say we… he said I. could that mean something? I mean I know he didn't want to take the chances with me but he first said he needed me. Why?

I looked around making sure nobody else was nearby and closed my eyes doing something I always do when I'm alone and needed a way of letting my emotions out without crying. I began to sing.

'Used to be so easy to give my heart away

But I found out the hard way

There's a price you have to pay

I found out that love, was no friend of mine

I should have known time after time.

So long, it was so long ago

But I've still got the blues for you'

I stopped screeching as I attempted to comb out a particularly tangled knot. I was always quite good at music, it was my best subject in school and when I was in Wammy's I'd lock myself in my room and sing just for myself. My roommate would bang on the door because I'd end up locking her out. I never sang to anyone else before. Ever.

I continued with the song.

'Used to be so easy to fall in love again

But I found out the hard way

It's a road that leads to pai-'

Before I had the chance to finish a loud gunshot was heard.

'What the-?' I dropped everything and ran towards the main room.

General Pov:

Everything turned out better than he expected. The mafia got the Death Note, the SPK were numbered down to a mere 4 excluding Beth because now she technically wasn't their member anymore. He had to admit, he panicked a little hearing that Near wanted to return Beth to New York both because it means they have to find out about Beth being caught and the possibility that she'll be leaving. On the other hand, maybe it's better if she left. She was beginning to become attached to him and he could tell so he had to keep his distance. He couldn't allow himself to be subjected to emotions. Well: not those kinds of emotions. That would only distract him and mess up his strategy. Now he had to focus on one thing:

The notebook. It was finally in his possession. He did it! He beat Near, got the notebook before him and managed to outsmart the Japanese police. Right now love was out of the question. Love was in the distance, maybe something he'd think about once all of this Kira bullshit was over. Yes. That's what was holding him back. Once everything was done with he'd look for someone, now he had all he wanted, the goddam notebook.

Only the select few remained within the mafia. Everyone else has been gotten rid of just like that. There was one important thing Mello needed to do. He had a couple of his men get the president of the United States on the line for him. It was easier than expected. He required cooperation and he was going to get it with any means possible.

Snyder tossed the phone (they now used Beth's phone for any sort of phone calls like these) at Mello who caught it with ease and answered it, 'David Hoope, Anyone else listening in on this conversation? 'Cuz if anyone else hears what I'm about to say right now the whole world is gonna go into one hell of a panic.' He smirked and licked a piece of his chocolate before taking a bite.

He waited for Mr President to assure him the line was safe and continued. 'You know that notebook of death and also the group put together to deal with Kira, the SPK? Well of course you know it. It was your doing after all. And also that group who got the notebook from Mr Yagami of the NPA? That's us.'

Silence on the other end. That's when he knew. I won.

'As hard as it is to believe you can use this notebook to control people and have them kill too. So, how about you tell me who you want me to kill and I'll treat 'ya to it?' Mello teased.

This is one fault within what Mello said. Mello didn't know any of this he just went on the assumption that you can make someone kill with the notebook. Mr President of coarse had no way of knowing weather this was true and for now and neither did Mello, but both had a means of finding out. Now Mello just needed to assure Hoope that it was true weather it was or wasn't.

The president felt a sweat drop. Is this guy for real? Who does he think he is? This was completely ridiculous yet he felt so helpless in this situation.

After not hearing an immediate reply Mello explained 'Let me be more blunt: with this thing I can control people who have their finger on the nuclear button-'

That's when the Hoope finally couldn't take it 'Nonsense! If you do that you'll be starting world war three!' he lashed out.

But Mello wasn't fazed by this at all. He knew this guy would be willing to cooperate based on that fact. This is what he counted on. 'No kidding?' He joked, 'So you've got no choice but to listen to us.'

'What do you want me to do?' the president hung his head low. Never has he been this humiliated before in his life.

'Cutting right to the chase, how 'presidential of you!' He laughed at his own joke.

Perfect. Everything turned out to be better than expected. The president obeyed him like a slave obeying his master. It was almost too easy! Mello had the president not only send him some of SPK's current information but also cooperation and support in catching Kira. Mello cleverly made a deal with the president: Kira's death for the notebook. And the plan was perfect, but their main objective now was to catch Kira and they had more than enough information yet still…

If the user of the Death Note fails to consecutively write names within 13 days of each other, then the user will die. If a person makes this notebook unusable by tearing it up or burning it, all the humans who have touched the Death Note will die.

Was that really true? He had his doubts but for now Mello was more worried about how much the Death Note actually controls people. He held the notebook up, scanning through the names, some written in Japanese and some in English. It was really surprising just how many have been written in there, must have been over 100.

Out of nowhere the notebook slipped out of his hands, floated above his head for a second, flew and landed on Snyder's head. His eyes widened, what the…

'The uh, the notebook just flew…' He exclaimed to everyone in shock. Had that really happened or had I imagined it?

'It's a notebook that kills people, hell nothing surprises me anymore.' Rod laughed but he was immediately proven wrong as Snyder fell of the chair he was sitting on and began to scream about a Shinigami while laughing like a lunatic.

'He says you can see him if you touch the notebook! Please, everyone touch it, I swear I'm not crazy!' He begged.

Mello exchanged glances with Rod. Worth a try.

'Fine, whatever' Rod scowled as everyone took their turn to touch the notebook but as soon as that happened all hell broke loose.

Gun shots were fired at the being that now stood before them.

'Nice try. You humans can't kill a Shinigami.'

The mafia men sighed with relief putting down their guns. 'Jack's right' Rod said, 'That aint no costume. That's a real live Shinigami.'

Mello sat watching what was happening carefully. This changes things. They could use this Shinigami to find out information about the Death Note. Perfect.

The doors to the room swung open and Beth ran inside panting, 'What happened? I heard gunfire!'

Great, now she's here. He turned away not looking at her. Once again she was distracting him from his goal. It's funny… her presence annoys me so much and she didn't even do anything.

The mafia men exchanged glances. She couldn't see the Shinigami yet. Rod gestured towards the notebook that was now on the ground, 'would you pick that up please?' he asked.

'Umm alright?' She walked over to the notebook bent down and took it in her hands lifting it up. She had a bad feeling about this but once she stood up to look at the others, nothing. But then she turned around.

A loud, girly scream was heard. Immediately the notebook went flying back down to the ground. To Mello's complete surprise Beth jumped on top of him, burying her head in his chest. He just sat there stunned not sure of what to do for a couple of seconds, awkwardly patted her on the back as the others laughed. He slowly and uneasily wrapped his arms around her. So much for keeping my distance. But it was okay. This felt right. He felt almost comfortable!

There again, his thoughts being distracted by her presence! He moved her slightly off his lap and sat her down beside him keeping one arm around her shoulder. I hope she doesn't get the wrong idea about this… maybe we could be friends?

Rod rubbed his head, 'so now what do we do?'

'Well we can start with an introduction,' The Shinigami spoke again with a voice that could be described as nasal.

'Right I'm Rod, eh this is Mello, Beth, Snyder, Roy and Jose. And eh yourself?'

'My name is Shidou, that's my notebook you have.'

Beth got up, forcing him to move his arm off her and curiously inspected the creature from a distance of course. 'He's kind of cute,' she concluded. She then proceeded to grab Mello's precious chocolate and put it on the couch before Shidou. 'Here, umm… try some of this stuff Shidou, nice to meet you by the way!' She was still kind of afraid of him, you could tell but at least she made an effort.

Mello glared at her. Was she completely deluded? That was HIS chocolate. He hadn't even got a chance to finish it, what did she think she was doing? Does she not remember? I don't share my chocolate. But he was forced to shrug it off as Rod began to ask the Shinigami questions. Instead he just took out a new one.

'So you're saying you own it? Does every Shinigami own one?'

'Mmm Yes.'

This must be how these notebooks get into the human world. If a Shinigami drops theirs and a human picks it up the ownership goes to that human, Mello thought. 'What about the rules inside the notebook?' it was his turn to ask.

'What about them? Mmm chocolate is so good!'

'Are they true?'

Shidou picked up the notebook 'I didn't write them in but…' he scanned over the rules turning to the last page, 'ah and here we find our mock-up.' He then went back to munching on his chocolate.

Rod thought of the two rules written at the back of the book for a couple of minutes trying to remember them 'If the user of the Death Note fails to consecutively write names within 13 days of each other, then the user will die. If a person makes this notebook unusable by tearing it up or burning it, all the humans who have touched the Death Note will die. Are you telling us those two rules are made up?'

'Oh yeah. Those two rules are definitely fake. My guess is some Shinigami wrote those down as a joke before giving a notebook to a human.' Shidou shrugged.

Mello froze lost in his thoughts chocolate bar just at his lips. As for the 13 day rule- we can test that one out by using one of our people. The real question is: is this the notebook that was used by Kira? And if so, was he aware that these two rules were false? If he did know, he could have used these rules to his advantage. In particular the 13 day rule would have allowed him to prove his innocence in only 13 days.

He thought about the whole thing for a moment, multiple strategies coming to mind but there was one stood out. The eyes… the eyes of a Shinigami. This is how Kira can kill by looking at a face!

Beth shifted uncomfortably watching him. He looked so stiff, almost as if he was asleep with his eyes open, but suddenly he snapped out of it. 'The ownership changes with human's passing and his will.' He thought out loud. 'Jack's the owner right now.'

Snyder stared at Mello not quite sure what he was getting at but the others soon got a vague understanding.

'Jack strike a bargain on the Shinigami eyes.' Mello ordered, smiling to himself.

'But wait…' Beth pitched in, 'Won't that cut his life in half?'

Mello gave her a glare. You idiot! Why tell him that!

Snyder stood there all blood drained from his face 'H-half my lifespan? No, that's too much!'

Mello exchanged glances with Rod who threatened to kill him on the spot if he didn't agree.

Snyder cursed under his breath and agreed huffing and murmuring something about being a hero. The other men and Beth watched as the deal was made in awe. Beth's eyes were still glued to Shidou. This was possibly the weirdest day in her entire life and she had some pretty weird experiences Wammy's being one.

'Shidou, go keep watch outside,' he said addressing the Shinigami who lifted his head surprised. A human ordering a Shinigami around? that's something you don't see often after all. 'It will be very convenient for us that you can't be seen by humans. If anyone comes make them show their faces to the camera. Once I get Kira's notebook I'll give this one back to you. Go outside and keep watch, GOT it?'

It worked too. Shidou, like a good pet left the room to keep watch. He managed to not only stare Shidou down but possibly frighten him. He was quite intimidating after all. Now we have somebody to warn us if anything happens, Mello smirked.

He was winning. His plan was working even better than expected and with this new discovery- he will be able to achieve great things. It was only a matter of time before they knew Kira's identity. At this rate they were ahead of Near and the SPK by a mile.

Beth stood up, still in shock from seeing the being known as a Shinigami. I've heard stories… I mean I've even read books about them back in Wammy's library but… they're real. It's all real. She was not a strong person, and anyone who had known her long enough could tell one little thing was enough to upset her or scare her or make her angry and right now her mental state was not the most stable anyway. She felt weak. Her face dropped and she began slowly walking out of the room unsure of what to do now.

Mello watched her. He on the other hand was a much stronger person. He in fact was not that surprised about this being. A killer notebook belonging to a god of death. Seemed legitimate. Then again he understood the girl, she had the exact same reaction as anyone sane would have even the rest of the mafia. 'Beth are… are you okay?' he called after her. Oh what now I'm worried about her? He mentally slapped himself.

She turned around giving him a weak smile, 'yeah I'm just slightly shaken up, that's all.' she mumbled and continued to walk out.

Mello turned his attention back to the notebook picking it up again when suddenly he got a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. They needed to be prepared and on the lookout.

Beth's Pov:

'Get your stuff we're movin'!' Mello grabbed my wrist and dragged me to my room.

I was casually checking out the fridge for a snack when he burst into the kitchen and began going on about a raid. I was terrified enough by the presence (and overall existence) of the Shinigami. And when I got nervous I ate. Good thing I managed to stay in shape with all the training for the FBI and regular runs.

Anyway, Mello didn't give me much of a warning. I had chosen to stay in my room for the next 2 days unless I was given an assignment, needed a shower or to go to the toilet or- of coarse- to raid the fridge. This is why this came as a total surprise for me, I had absolutely no idea what was going on.

'W-what are you talking about? What raid?' I stammered.

We were now in front of my door. Mello gently pushed me in and stood in the doorway. 'Believe it or not, there's a world outside this room of yours. Now gather your stuff and quickly we don't have much time.'

'But… what about you?'

'I'm ready. Now hurry the hell up or we'll leave without you!'

No they won't, I thought. He needs me…

I opened the suitcase I had taken with me to LA and shoved in as much of my belongings as I could fit. Before I could even zip the bloody thing Mello impatiently barked at me to leave the rest. I quickly finished my packing and followed him out the door.

For the first time in two weeks or so I was out of that place. FINALLY! My inner voice sang. We ended up in front of a huge car where the other mafia members were already waiting.

'Where can I… umm where do we put our bags?' I pointed at my half full suitcase.

Rod snorted 'Child, we don't use no bags.'

'But…' Did that mean I had to leave my stuff behind? Oh hell no!

'I'm kidding, in the trunk and quickly.' Rod laughed. There was a clear sense of urgency in his voice.

I shoved my bag into the boot as everyone got into the car and a man I remembered being addressed simply as 'Bid' started the engine.

'Get in!' Mello yelled pulling his hand out to help me get into the large vehicle. It was quite tight inside and I practically ended up on his lap. Not like I minded that at all. I remembered right then how I promised myself I wouldn't like him, and uncomfortably moved a little further away. Not like that was really that possible but I did my best.

In a few minutes we were tearing down the highway.

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