~Chapter 2~

Three hours went by and Abigail finally turned on the tv, she flipped through the channel's and found the news. "We just heard that last night a man was shot for a mugging last night with his daughter." Said a women reporter. "The daughter in fact did not get shot, but a man across the street saw this poor young women crying next to her dieing father. We have him on the line with us right now. So Joe Tiller how are you today?" "I'm doing alright." Said Joe. "Can you tell us what you saw last night and what all happened between you and the girl?" Said the new women.

"Uh….. I'm not really allowed to say much at this time but can tell you a few things." Said Joe. "I walked out of my house when I heard a second gun shot and a girl screaming. When I was out of my apartment I found the girl talking to her dad crying. She told me to call 911 for her and obviously I did. When I walked up to her I saw the man take his last breath, for about ten fifteen minutes I tried to calm this girl but it was really no use. She didn't want to talk to anyone at that point time and I understand what she was going through. When the cops came they took me aside and questioned me. It still breaks my heart to see that girl's horrific face of witnessing her father's death….. Well this is more than enough that I should tell you."

"Did this girl tell you her name?" The news women asked. "I can't tell you that information." Said Joe. "Alright understandable." Said the news lady. "Thank you for your time Mr. Tiller." "No problem." Said Joe. "Bye." "Goodbye sir." Said the news women. "We will give you more information as we hear more from this investigation! Coming up next another Robbery today at ANOTHER jewelry store, some more info coming up after this."

Abigail shook head and did a low sigh then switched the channel. "This town is a lot worse than it used to be." Abigail said to herself quietly. A knock then came from behind the door. "Yeah?" She said as she got up. The door then opened to reveal Lieutenant Gordon. "Hi Gordon." Said Abigail miserably. "You okay?" Gordon asked. "Yeah, I'm as good as I'm gonna be right now…" Said Abigail with a bit of a frown. "I'm here to escort you to your apartment and get some of your things." Said Gordon. "Okay." Said Abigail. Walking out the door with Gordon. "I'm sorry what happened to you last night." Said Gordon.

"It's fine, it's just the way my luck is…." Said Abigail upsettedly. "Abigail if you need to cry then go ahead, it's not good to hold it in." Said Gordon. "I'm fine!" Said Abigail quickly. "You know you're gonna be starting therapy in a two weeks. "I know…." Said Abigail disappointed. "Why therapy? I'm completely fine." "It's just to relieve some of the stress." Gordon said opening the car door for her. "I can deal with it." Said Abigail. "Is Dr. Crane gonna help in this case?" Abigail asked as Gordon got in the car. "I think he might." Said Gordon starting the car. "Why?" "I trust him, he helped with my mother's killer." Said Abigail. "And gave me psychology for a month." Gordon slowly nodded. "You still live at that same apartment? "Yeah…." Said Abigail.

"How do you even remember me and the investigation with my mother?" "I use to be friends with your mother." Said Gordon. "But we slowly stopped talking when she went to college." "Oh, she's never mentioned you." Said Abigail. "I miss my dad." "I know…." Said Gordon sympathetically. "Here we are, at your apartment." Abigail and Lieutenant Gordon walked into her apartment and got some of her clothes, he laptop, and a few personal belongings. Then went back to the car to go out for lunch. "Slow day?" She asked. "No." Said Gordon. "They usually leave the escorter's alone in less it's something serious."

"Oh." Said Abigail. "Gordon I've got a question." "Yeah?" Gordon asked. "I want to help find my father's killer." Said Abigail. "Or at least stand by and watch." "I'm sorry you can't do that." Said Gordon. "Why not?" Abigail asked. "You're not allowed to." Said Gordon. "I'm sorry." "Oh, okay then." Said Abigail.

Lieutenant Gordon and Abigail got some burger's and headed back to the station, Abigail then had to go back in her room and wait two hours so she can look through some pictures. Abigail paced back and forth waiting for them to get her and looked through them, she turned on the radio to listen to music while she paced. As two hours went by a cop opened the door and told her to come with him, she followed him to a computer where a woman sat in front of it.

"Hello my name is Lila Mitchell," Said Lila. "I'm here to help you look through some photo's of what you described." "Okay." Said Abigail sitting down. Lila clicked and clicked through each picture when Abigail said "no" each time. A couple of hours went by and no luck, he wasn't in criminal record, which disappointed Abigail. For a week they searched and searched but never found him, Abigail had three more day's till she had to go to a foster's home. Abigail and another Police officer was just walking to get some lunch, when they passed a man who made Abigail's stomach lurch. Abigail then began breathing hard in fury and nervousness, she turned around. "That's the man!" Said Abigail. "Who killed my father!" "Are you sure?" The cop asked turning around.

"Y-yeah…." Said Abigail. "Hey sir!" Said the cop walking to the man. "Yes?" The man asked turning around. "I need you to turn around." Said the cop. "Why?" The man asked. "Just do it!" The cop said forcibly as the guy turned around. The cop put hand cuffs on the man and the man went berserk, he tried kicking the cop. The cop quickly reached for his walkie-talkie as he dodged the man. "I NEED SOME BACK UP NOW!" He yelled. "Where are you at Officer Kenly?" A man asked on the walkie-talkie. "I'm at- woah- I'm at the jewelry store that had a- that had a robbery last week." The cop said in his walkie-talkie dodged every time the man tried to get him. "Okay I'm on my way!" Said the man on the walkie-talkie. "Abigail stay back." Said the Officer Kenly.

"N-no!" Said Abigail. The bulky man turned around and lunged at Abigail, she screamed and back away as Officer Kenly tripped the man. "Get- OFF!" The man yelled as he kicked the cop solidly in the head. Abigail then got above the man and kicked him very hard in the face three times, he then had blood trickling down his forehead. "Get- a-away!" The man hollered. Abigail then bent down and started punching the man fiercely in the head and back, the back up for Officer Kenly finally arrived.

As Abigail kept hitting the man with anger one of the cops came behind her and pulled her away and easily picked her up, as three other cops grabbed the handcuffed man, and one cop going to Officer Kenly. "GET OFF OF ME!" She screamed. "ABIGAIL!" The cop yelled as Abigail kicked frantically, since she was not finished with the man. "ABIGAIL CALM DOWN!" The cop yelled as Abigail kept kicking and slowly getting exhausted as she was doing it.

"LET ME GO!" She screamed. "CALM DOWN PLEASE!" Said the cop almost loosening his grip, Abigail didn't calm down she still wanted to beat down on that man, Abigail then screamed with frustration. Two other cops arrived and helped the cop with Abigail, the held her arms as she tried to escape. "ABIGAIL CALM DOWN!" One of the cops yelled.

"I'M NOT- FINSIHED WITH- HIM!" She screamed as they lay her down on the concrete holding her down. She was still kicking frantically and trying to move her arms while she was screaming with frustration and anger, the cops held her down in till she finally calmed down. Abigail finally exhausted herself to the point to where she didn't want to struggle anymore, she breathed really hard as she catched her breath. One of the cops was panting since he was the one trying to calm her down from the beginning. When they finally had Abigail sit up she realized the man she was after was gone and the continuous fighting was for nothing but her own rage. "I'm s-so sorry." She said tears pouring from her eye's. "It's okay." Said one of the cops. "Come on let's get you back to the station. "When they made it to the station Lieutenant Gordon walked to Abigail to ask what's going on and tell her what he found out.

"First off." Gordon said looking at Abigail as he saw her very exhausted. "What happened to you?" "I threw a tantrum." Abigail answered. "Yeah a big one at that." Said one of the cops. "Why?" Gordon asked. "I… uh…." Abigail hesitated. "Wanted to beat up that guy more…." "Oh…" Said Gordon. "Don't ever do that again. And I'll tell you some information I just found out. "Okay." Said Abigail following Gordon into the station. "We found out his name is Marcus Cargonn." Said Gordon. "He is thirty-five years old and he works for Falcone." "Wh-what?!" Abigail asked. "Yup." Said Gordon. "He was actually sent to… kill your father."

"Let me have five minutes with Marcus!" Said Abigail enraged. "He will be needing a wheelchair when I'm done with him!" "No we're taking care of it." Said Gordon. "We are going to interrogate with him and try to get some answer's. Court session's start next week!" "I'm still going to the Foster house aren't I?" Abigail asked. "Yeah." Said Gordon. "We changed it, you're going tomorrow." "Great." Said Abigail sarcastically.

Next morning she was packed up to go to the foster house and not all that excited either. "Abigail before you go I need to let you know something." said Gordon pulling her aside. "You'll need to go to court four times and you don't have to go anymore after that." "Okay." Said Abigail about to walk away. "And Abigail," Said Gordon. "Please don't cause any trouble."

Since Gordon knew her attitude he knew something was going to happen with her. "Okay, no promise's though." Said Abigail opening the car door. "Thanks for everything." Said Abigail getting in the car. "You're welcome." Said Gordon closing the door for her. "My names Valerie Rose!" Said the women who was driving. Valerie has blonde hair, crystal blue eye's, pale skin, and she was very skinny. Valerie wore a dark red tang top, block skinny jeans, leather black purse, and black high heels.

"I'm going to be your foster parent." "Nice to meet you, I'm Abigail." Said Abigail. "I have three other foster kids at my house, you're gonna love them." Said Valerie. On they way to Valerie's house, Valerie kept going on and on about the other foster children she has and didn't realize Abigail wasn't listening. When they made it to the house Abigail never talked to any of the other children, and didn't talk to Valerie as she showed Abigail her room.

"Do you need anything?" Valerie asked. Abigail slowly shook her head and dropped her duffel bag in her room. She looked around in her room, it was just an average room, it was kinda like a hotel set up, but minus the little kitchen area. Abigail looked at the bookcase and started looking through the books, every time she pulled one down she opened the introduction page and read it, she then read through that same book she just pulled out.

After a long time reading the book she looked outside it had to be almost evening, she kept, but she tried to stay in her room as long as she good so she didn't have to talk to anyone. After a few minutes of reading the book more someone knock on her door. "Come in!" She yelled looking over her book. "Hi!" Said a teenage boy. He has brown boy cut hair and really nice Hazel green eyes (to Abigail) , he was average weight, and he has olive skin color. He wore a red t-shirt, light blue jean pants, and black sneakers. "H-hi!" Said Abigail closing her book and putting it aside.

"My name's Randal." Said Randal walking over to her bed. "What's yours?" "Abigail." Said Abigail watching his ever move. "You okay?" He asked since she seemed very cautious. "Yeah." Said Abigail still not taking her eye's off him. "You don't want me in here, do you?" Randal asked. "No it's fine." Said Abigail scooting over to her headboard on her bed. "I hope you don't mind me asking but," Said Randal. "What happened to your parents?" "Um…" Said Abigail as her stomach lurched. "My…. Mother got killed while a man tried to mug her three years ago…. And m-my dad got killed the same way. Except this time I-I was there to see i-it."

"I'm sorry for asking." Said Randal with a frown. "You didn't have to answer me if you didn't want to." "Don't worry, I will have to talk about it in court next week anyway." Said Abigail now getting a little comfortable with Randal. "You can sit." "Okay, thanks." Said Randal shocked, then slowly sitting down on her bed. "How old are you?" "Thirteen." Said Abigail. "You?" "I just turned sixteen last month." Said Randal. "You have any interests?" "Well…." Said Abigail thinking. "I like football, I'm sort of a techy kind of person, I sometimes like reading, and I like watching MMA."

"Cool!" Said Randal. "I love watching Football and MMA! I'm really surprised you like that stuff, you don't look like you're the kind of person that likes that stuff." "Yeah, I get that a lot." Said Abigail pulling her legs closer to her body and holding on to them with her chin resting on her knee's."What else are you into instead of football and MMA?" "I like," Said Randal. "Playing video games, hanging out with friends, and let see….. watching action movies." "Cool." Said Abigail. "Kid's it's time for dinner!" They heard Valerie call out from down stairs. "I'm not gonna stay here long." Said Abigail. "Why's that?" Randal asked. "I uh….." Said Abigail. "Nothing….." Randal looked at Abigail suspiciously then shook it off.

"Dinner is ready!" Valerie shouted again. "Oh I forgot about that." Said Randal. "Let's go!" "Okay." Said Abigail standing up. Abigail followed Randal to the dinning room and saw two younger kids at the dinner table. "Sorry miss Valerie." Said Randal sitting down. "It's alright." Said Valerie. "What took you two so long?" Valerie asked. "Yeah, what TOOK you so long?" Snarled a little girl.

The little girl had bright orange long curly hair with a black bow in it, she has brown eye's, very pale, and very skinny. She has a jaguar printed dress with black dress shoes. "Be nice Brittany!" Said the other little girl next to the girl who snarled. This little girl has Auburn wavy short hair, light brown eye's, a bit darker than Brittany, and she was thick. She wore a light pink v-neck shirt, with a black skirt, and black dress shoes. "She's the new girl." "Oh sorry." Said sinking into her chair.

"Her sister and I call her Brattany sometimes." Randal whispered to Abigail, which put a smile on Abigail's face. "So how are you liking the place Abigail?" Valerie asked. "I like it." Said Abigail. "How about we all introduce ourselves?" Said Valerie happily. "I'm Valerie." "I'm Casey!" Said the Auburn red-head. "I'm Brittany…" Said Brittany. "I'm Randal!" Said Randal. "I'm Abigail." Said Abigail. "Oh Brit and I are twins!" Said Casey. "Who really cares Casey?" Brittany snapped.

"Brittany watch your attitude or you'll be grounded!" Said Valerie in a strict voice, but Brittany rolled her eye's. "Brittany is the hot head." Randal whispered to Abigail. "And Casey is the sweet one." "I think I've figured that out." Abigail whispered back. They all ate dinner talking about theirselves what they like or dislike (Brittany had a lot more dislikes than she had things she liked.) "It's time for bed kiddo's!" Said Valerie picking up the plates. "I'll see you all tomorrow." "Good night!" They all said to each other, and went to their rooms.