Agent mix up.
Edward stood outside Mist's apartment with his arms crossed as he stared up at the building.
How long did it take one woman to get dressed for a friendly day out, nothing more or at least that's what Mist had described it.
"Sorry, sorry!" Mist spluttered as she hoped out of the apartment and as she pulled her coat on fiddling with her bag. "I'm very sorry I was having trouble choosing what I wanted to wear and Edward?"
Edward stood staring at her. Jeans that were very well fitted, long boots and a black thigh length coat with slight fur around the collar. "You look amazing. I feel slightly underdressed."
Mist gave a breathy laugh. "I feel over dressed. Come on, lets go to the theme park, but please can we go on the rollicosta?"
"Mist really?" Edward moaned.
"Edward you'll be fine, trust me," she giggled as she looped her arm around his. "Please, for little old me?"
"Hmm…" Edward posed in mock thought. "I suppose we could go on one."
"YAY!" Mist squealed.
Edward laughed and shook his head as they walked the streets. "You are so childish sometimes."
"It's to mach my childish friend," she grinned as she nudged him with her elbow.
It was only a short walk to the theme park and Edward was quite happy to see no rollicostas in sight except for the huge ferris wheel and he knew Mist would make him go on it.
They played a few games and Edward was silently surprised at Mist's aim, even with the pop gun slightly changed to enable less people to win.
Mist managed to win Edward a Mexican lizard with a mask like a robber and then it was Edward's turn.
Mist smiled at him and cuddled the prize she'd gotten for Edward. "You need to win me something Eddie."
Edward gave a breathy laugh and took a deep breath, calming his breathing down before he fired and Mist was left standing, mouth agape.
"Did I hit it?" Edward questioned.
"Did you hit it?" Mist repeated looking back at him. "You freakin nailed it. is there something you not telling me? Do you go down to the firing range?"
Edward blushed slightly and fiddled with the gun before he took aim again and fired, hitting the target once again.
"You practice at the firing rage don't you?" Mist questioned with a smirk.
"It's good for stress," Edward muttered as he took aim again.
"Right because you get stressed."
"I do," Edward protested as he fired again and hit the target perfectly, placing the gun down.
He picked a lion and handed it to Mist who grinned and placed the lizard on his head.
"Mist… why?"
"Why not?" she giggled as she grabbed his hand and ran with him, dodging the people and other stores.
"The Ferris wheel!" Mist shouted as she ran over to it.
"Mist, must we? You know I hate hights."
"Oh don't worry," Mist teased. "I'll hold your hand on the way round."
Edward glared slightly before smirking. "Yeah like you on the ghost train?"
Mist flustered and hit him in the chest a little. "Ghosts creep me out!"
"You know they're not real."
"They're freaking freaky!"
"'Freaking freaky'?" Edward laughed. "English Mist, do you speak it?"
"Occasionally."
They were silent for a bit before laughing at the stupidity of it all. But that was the best bit.
Non of them were stupid, if anything they were ahead of the tide.
"Ya know… if we do solve the Sphinx case I might stick around for a bit… ya know I kinda like this place," Mist muttered as they wondered over to the Ferris wheel.
Edward glanced at her and raised an eyebrow. "Really? You like it here?"
"Don't you?"
"I love this place… which is why I am slightly confused as to why you would stay."
Mist laughed. "Edward, you remember us in school. We were the weird ones, the odd lot of the school. Why wouldn't I like this place?"
Edward shrugged before he turned to see someone he was hardly expecting to see.
"Mist."
"Hmm?"
"Over there."
Mist glanced over and her eyes widened. It was Victor Zsasz.
"What does he want?" she whispered.
Edward shook his head. "I don't know… but I think we should leave."
"I second that, come on lets get going."
They both turned and quickly walked towards the exit of the fair, all the while Zsasz followed them, keeping a good distance to not look suspicious to any passers by but to Edward and Mist it really was quite daunting.
They reached the edge and quickly began to blend in with the crowd, if that was even possible for Edward, but when they checked behind themselves again, Zsasz was nowhere in sight.
"Why was he following us?" Edward questioned.
Mist glared. "Oh I don't know… probably because you talked to him… that's a point. How did he know your name?"
"Falcone knows everyones name in the GCPD and he makes it a habit for his best men to know too. It's so he can keep in track with everyone else."
"I see… what about FBI?"
"Mist why would that bother you?"
"Well… I just need to be careful that's all."
Edward frowned. "You wear your badge whenever you're at work."
She laughed breathlessly before rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly and smiling at him, with a smile that spoke only of nerves. "Oh yeah… I do don't I?"
"Are you okay?" Edward asked with a frown. "You do not seem to be quite yourself."
"Oh.. I'm fine," she laughed before taking his hand and pulling him down the street. "But I've had enough excitement for one day, I'm gonna go home and relax… hey I wonder how Gordon is doing. What do you think?"
Edward frowned as they continued their walk. "I think Detective Gordon is obviously still alive, considering the fact that Zsasz came after us."
"You know that guy?"
"I've been on a few of his cases, but they always got dropped."
Mist shook her head in disgust. "That's the problem with this city, it's corruption. There's too much."
"I know. I mean, it wouldn't surprise me if an investigative reporter could get in the GCPD and no one would notice."
Mist span and narrowed her eyes at him. "Oh? And where, exactly, did that idea spring up from?"
Edward frowned at her tone. It was harsh and annoyed. Almost like it was questioning. "I don't… we've had a few incidents before, that's all."
"You don't think anyone in the GCPD at the moment is an investigative reporter do you?"
"Umm… I don't think so… we haven't had anyone new join. In fact, even though you're not GCPD as such, you are the first new face we've had in a long time," he smiled at her and tilted his head to the side. "And I highly doubt you are a investigative reporter. For one, if you were, you couldn't afford that coat on the salary."
Mist smiled and… even though he wasn't that good at reading emotions… he could of sworn there was a wash of relief that past over Mist's face when he said that.
Was she hiding something? What would Mist hide from him? They were friends wren't they?
True she did hide the fact that she had Enigma and she also hid the fact that Enigma was his daughter too… so..
He stopped dead in his tracks and looked up at Mist who turned to him with a confused expression.
"Edward? What is it?"
Edward stared at the floor… how did Sphinx know Enigma didn't like the dark? That was something only close people to Enigma would know.
Thinking about it, Sphinx and Mist had very big similarities…. but then there was the riddle as to why Mist had panicked when he spoke about investigative reporters…
'And I highly doubt you are an investigative reporter. For one, if you were, you couldn't afford that coat with the salary' That's what he said… but what if… what if Mist was an investigative reporter… that still didn't explain how she could afford that coat though… unless…
Edward went pale and quickly looked up at Mist who stared back at him with confusion and slight concern.
"Edward are you okay?"
Edward swallowed before slowly nodding. "I just need to call in at the GCPD, make sure everything is okay."
"Oh? Well, I'll come with you-."
"No!"
Mist frowned and raised an eyebrow at him.
"I mean…" he corrected himself. "You're tired like you said… you need a rest it's obvious. I can get there on my own… don't worry about me okay?"
"Umm… That's a little hard when you consider the fact that I always worry about you."
"Yes… well.. besides the point," Edward gave her a small smile. "I must be going, anyway… see you… tomorrow?"
"Yeah… see you tomorrow…" Mist trailed off as Edward began to walk, almost run towards the GCPD.
He'd figured it out… he'd figured it out.
Mist was an investigative reporter… but how she was able to get hold of FBI credentials was beyond him… wait… she couldn't afford the coat… so maybe she was an FBI agent as well as an investigative reporter?
No, no, no! That made no sense… what would she have to gain from lying about being an FBI agent?
Information. But why the Sphinx case? Why that case?
It wasn't big in the news was it? No… he hand't seen anything much on the Sphinx case… if anything simply because they were trying to keep a low profile.
His eyes casted over to a newspaper were a picture of the Sphinx's latest crime scene rested.
Edward narrowed his eyes and picked the paper up before he began to skim over it.
Some of this information even the police didn't have… so how would the newspapers have it?
He looked down at the end of the article.
Written by Ian Moon.
A name he didn't recognise… maybe he was new? But… he knew just about everything and that name didn't ring a bell at all and he doubted the newspapers would let a newbie cover such an important and high profile case like Sphinx.
It even had the time. But how? The corner had yet to determine a time of death… the idiot.
The only person who would know the time… would the be the killer herself… would be Sphinx.
He frowned before he looked over the name at the end of the article….
There was something wrong with it. But what?
He payed for the paper and left for the GCPD and once he was there he quickly headed to his office, sitting down placing the paper down in front of him.
What was it what was it? What was he missing?
"Nygma… Nygma.. ED!"
Edward startled awake. When had he fallen asleep?
He turned to see both Bullock and… Gordon? He'd survived!
Edward smiled at them. "Detectives…."
"What are you still doing here kid? Don't you have a home?" Harvey asked.
Edward frowned. "Pardon?"
"You've been in this place two days straight… we've got a call on a case, come on lets go."
"Wait!"
The Detectives turned and raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah what is it?"
"Umm… I may have found something out… to do with the Sphinx case."
Now they looked interested.
Edward pulled the paper out and placed it on the desk were the article was. He'd marked in and circled important things in the article… going from them place to the picture to the name writer at the bottom as well as the time of death.
"What am I looking at?" Bullock grumbled.
"This is a report on the Sphinx."
"Well I can see that much Nygma, get to the point, what is it?"
Edward swallowed and pointed to the time of death. "They shouldn't know that since we don't know it. The coroner hasn't placed a time of death down for the victim yet."
"Okay… so how would they know?"
"There's more," Edward muttered as he pointed at the picture. "No police."
"No tape either," Gordon muttered as he narrowed his eyes at the picture. "And the blood still looks fresh."
"Exactly!" Edward cried. "Do you see what this means?"
"What does it mean, Ed?" Bullock snapped.
"What destroys mountains, breaks towns, dry rivers and kill kings?"
"What?"
Edward turned to Gordon expectantly as he began to work the riddle out.
Gordon snapped his fingers. "Time. The photo was taken before the police got there, the writer knew what time the victim was killed which is something even we don't know."
"The killer… the Sphinx.. is the one who wrote this article or gave the information to the paper to write," Edward concluded. "Plus.. we never realised the place were the victim was killed to the press… but there's just something about the name that's bothering me," he muttered as he tapped at the name.
"Ian Moon?" Bullock muttered as he stared at it. "So what it's just a name. The guy's probably a nobody."
"That's it!" Edward shouted as he grabbed one of his pens and quickly began to scribble on the paper.
"What's it?" asked Bullock looking confused, even Gordon looked slightly confused at the sudden change of excitement in Ed's character.
"Ed?"
"Look, don't you see it?" Edward cried as he held the paper up for all to see. "Ian Moon, is an anagram for I am no one."
"The killer's telling us that this guy doesn't even exist?" Gordon questioned.
"I believe so…"
"That's arrogance for ya right there," Bullock grumbled.
"That's Sphinx," Edward muttered as he narrowed his eyes.
"Okay.. but why would she choose a newspaper?" Bullock muttered.
"She could be trying to send a message to whoever hired her, telling them she'd done it?"
"Yeah… okay but how did she even get it in and how did she get the anagram in? I mean the only way she could do that would be-."
"If she worked there," Gordon finished for him with a snap of his fingers.
"Sphinx works at the newspapers and uses them to tell the people she's done the job," Bullock shook his head. "No wonder she's never been caught, the witch is good at what she does."
"Mist…"
"What?"
They both turned to Edward who was staring at the paper wide eyed. "Oh my god, oh my god…"
"Nygma what is it?"
"Excuse me?"
They all turned to see a man, tall and well built dressed in a dark suit, his hair was combed back and he had cold steely eyes.
"Can I help you?" Gordon questioned.
"Actually, I'm here to help you," the man responded as he pulled out an FBI badge. "Agent Richard King, I'm here to help with the Sphinx case… I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get here. It seemed someone hacked into our system and stopped the message from being emailed to us, but we were able to crack it."
They stared at him wide eyed.
He frowned at their expressions. "Is there something wrong?"
"You're the agent that's been sent to us?" Gordon demanded.
He nodded in reply. "Yes."
Gordon slowly turned to look at Edward and Bullock.
Bullock turned and glared at Edward slightly, the forensic tech shrank back slightly and shuffled away from them backwards.
"If he's the agent," Bullock growled as he took a dangerous step towards Edward who was now as white as a sheet. "Then who the hell is Mist Terry?!"
T.B.C:
Note: Yes, I am back! And... oh what a twist! Bet you didn't see that coming huh? :P well anyway I hope you like this and I am so sorry of rthe weight! :D but it's back and it's here! :D ENJOY!
