Beep! Reyna checked her phone in the back of her mom's car.
"Mom, the funeral has been called off. It got postponed to next week." She informed her mom who has been driving the car towards the cemetery.
Mrs. Jennings sighed. "Last minute much? I'm almost there, now I have to drive back?"
"Yeah." Reyna bit her lips. "Nico's dad's dead body has been found in the cemetery so now the cemetery has been closed only for police officers and security staffs."
"What?" Reyna's mom pulled her car to a stop. "Hades Di Angelo…died?" Reyna nodded slowly. "No..way." Her mom's eyes flashed.
"He was your classmate, wasn't he?" Reyna remembered looking through her mom's class photos and the dark, mysterious boy in the back.
"Yeah, my classmate." Mrs. Jennings seemed to be distracted and a little spaced out. Reyna allowed her mom to have her own moment. It's not everyday where one of your classmates die.
Beep! Jason had texted. Reyna felt the butterflies in her stomach as she open the message and read the words silently. "Mom, can I go to the police station instead?" She asked softly.
"Why would you do so?" Her mom seemed to have recovered from her moment.
"Oh, nothing." Reyna muttered. She couldn't just tell her mom that her friends are being questioned by the police. Her mom would say that they're a bad influence and cut off all connections with them - including Jason.
"Walk there yourself. I got to go somewhere." Her mom replied waiting for Reyna to get out of the car.
"See you home." Reyna opened the car door and turned her way towards the station.
Nico Di Angelo sobbed. It had been a while since tears had flowed so freely off his eyes. His sister, Bianca was next to him. She had came back from England on their family's private jet to mourn for their father. Her red eyes were puffed up but she didn't seem to be crying anymore. Normally, his sister would have teased him for crying but this isn't the right situation to do so. Bianca knew how close her brother had been with their dad, it would be plain wrong and rude to do so. Instead, she patted gently on her brother's back. "It'll be alright." She murmured softly.
High heels hit the floor telling the siblings that their mother is home. All dressed in gothic black, she hugged her kids fondly. "The police wants to speak to you." She told them. "Get dressed and only tell them what they need to know about your father. Don't tell them too much."
"Alright." Nico took another tissue from the box and wiped his eyes with it. Breathing in deeply, he told himself mentally to stop crying. It's embarrassing, he told himself.
"Mum, do I have to go as well?" Bianca asked in her perfect British tone.
"Yes." Maria Di Angelo sighed. "Those police are fucking pissing me off. Go on, they're just in the living room."
Normally, Bianca Di Angelo would stiffen up when she hear people using coarse language but again, this wasn't the correct situation to pester people about bad language so she refrained herself from correcting her mother. Bianca wondered what would Chloé, her best friend from boarding school do if she came to New York with her. Everybody swears in New York.
Pulling her silver t-shirt straight, she and her brother made way to the living room and was greeted by two police officers. A woman with a name tag stating that her name is Leah, and a man with a similar name tag telling everyone that his name is Peter.
"Hello Nico." Leah smiled at her little brother. Bianca could immediately tell that they have met each other before. Probably when he was involved in their dad's schemes. "And you must be Bianca." Leah nodded towards her.
Bianca returned an elegant smile - one that would give another the impression that she is a well-mannered child. "Yes."
Nico looked tiredly at Leah. "She's the good kid of the family. You want anything answered, ask her. Now can I go back to my room?"
"Not yet, Nico." Peter answered. "We must have you here just in case."
"Fine." Nico scoffed and slumped on the expensive sofa. "But I'm not talking."
"So Bianca, do you know what exactly happened to your father?" Leah took out her notepad and asked.
Bianca gazed at the police. "No, I'm not sure." For some reason, Cornwall Boarding School for Ladies' rules of becoming a proper lady (AN: Confusing..isn't it?) popped into her mind. Number 57 rule of being a lady, you must answer every question that have been asked. Bianca was compelled to answer every questions but as Number 3 rule of being a lady clearly stated respect your parents and do what they ask of you, she was only going to answer to what she has to. She's not going to elaborate on any questions. Why would she think of those rules? She doesn't normally think of them at school or whenever she is suppose to. Maybe it's the police making her nervous. Or maybe she just wants to show Nico how well behaved she is, she never got the chance to show her little brother many things. They don't spend time together.
"I see." Leah nodded jotting down some notes. "You know you don't have to be so prim and proper. Slouch, eat some chocolates, feel comfortable as we question you."
"Don't mind her," Nico grunted from the side. "She's always like that and these chocolates are disgusting. They only cost 50 dollars per box which means that they obviously have been made of poor quality. Don't be so cheap, woman."
Bianca looked quite dismay at her brother. What kind of manners is this? You don't talk to the police like that! Gently, she nudged her brother shooting him a warning glare.
Leah looked uncomfortable in the presence of Nico and Peter seemed to have notice that. Swiftly, he picked up where his partner had left off and said. "Nico, we know you have lost your father but try not to be too rude, okay? We understand your loss and you're probably feeling miserable inside. Just bear with us for a few minutes and we'll let you go."
"Just get this thing over with already." Nico grumbled.
"So, what do you want to ask?" Bianca asked trying to relieve the tension.
"Did he tell you where he was going?" Peter inquired.
"No. Well, sort of. He never really tells us where he goes so we always assume it's something to do with his business."
"And the family is aware of what his business is, am I correct?"
"Are your family aware that you're a policeman, Andrew?" Nico questioned rather tartly. "or do they think you're a male stripper? You certainly don't have the body for that though."
Ignoring Nico, Bianca nodded.
Leah forced a bright smile on her face. "Ah Nico, I do see the resemblance between you and your father. Your personalities are...so alike."
"Except, I probably won't end up being dead like him anytime."
"Ignore my brother." Bianca said hastily. "He's just stressed about our father dying and all that. You know, he is really close to him."
"Did anyone notice that we're already here for a freaking hour?" Leo groaned as he checked his watch for the countless time.
"Are you serious?" Percy complained. "It feels like five hours."
"What do they expect us to do? Sit here and wait until they have time to interrogate us?" Annabeth muttered. "We don't exactly have a lifetime to waste."
"So who is this Luke Castellan guy?" Jason questioned over and over again.
"The less you know, the better." Annabeth answered again. Always, that same answer. It's driving Jason nuts. He has to have the right to know about a person who is keeping him inside a stuffy office for this amount of time. Without Luke, he won't be spending his Saturday like this.
Piper offered Jason a sympathetic smile. "I don't think you'll want to know who he is anyways."
"Does your folks know you're here?" Leo drummed his fingers impatiently on the table.
"Yeah." Everybody sighed. They haven't done anything wrong and here they are, in the police office. All they have been is at the wrong place during the wrong time. And okay, chatted to a guy who is supposedly dead and might be the Shooter of the Goode High Shootings. Really, if that's the reason, only Annabeth should be here. And maybe Leo, but not everybody else.
After what seemed like another hour, finally an inspector walked in. "Hello." He said arrogantly. "So I understood you were on the scene where Luke Castellan had been spotted and talked to him. This meant that you knew he was still alive, why didn't you alert the police?"
Everybody turned the attention to Annabeth who blushed. "I didn't know he's still alive until today." She lied kicking Leo under the table.
"Yeah, we never seen him before today. We're just so shock to see him." Leo added quickly. "We had to talk to him and find out about him but..he just ran away."
"And why am I suppose to believe you?" The inspector narrowed his eyes.
"Why are you so suspicious?" Percy retorted. "Just believe us."
"Okay. So what did you talk about? Did you ask him where he was all those years?"
"We didn't talk much." Annabeth paused. "I didn't know where he was."
"Is that true?" The inspector met everybody's eyes in the room and looked at them intensively.
"Yes." Piper nodded backing up her friend.
"Do you have any ideas where he's going?"
"No." Leo shook his head.
The inspector warned. "You kids better not be lying. You can go to jail for doing so."
"I'm not fibbing." Annabeth said boldly.
"You may go." The inspector sighed. "If you have any more information on this situation, make sure you inform us."
Jason returned to Brad Marshall's office for another checkup. He wasn't so sure whether to trust his doctor or not after his little research and finding out some fishy information about him.
"Hello, Mr. Grace." Dr. Marshall greeted him again. "How are you today?"
"Fine." Jason nodded, he couldn't help noticing Dr. Marshall's certificate framed high on the wall boasting to anybody coming inside of him obtaining high degrees in Harvard Medical School. Maybe it's because of his investigation, Jason found himself more observant of the room.
Dr. Marshall shuffled a few documents on his busy table and looked up. "Shall we do a small check-up today to make sure everything is fine?"
"Go ahead." Jason paused. "Before that, may I ask you a question?"
"Shoot away."
Jason picked his question carefully, one that would not make his doctor suspicious in any ways but also give him a good answer. "Do you know who Hannah Pennington is? My friend has a crush on her and I want to find out who she is so I can tease him about it."
"Hannah?" Dr. Marshall seemed to be taken by surprise. "She's 13 now, younger than you. Your friend must be around the same age as you, 16?"
"Well, he's actually a cousin." Jason quickly added. "But I'd like to think him as a friend. You know, when you're really close with your cousin you call him a friend? Yeah? Well, that's teenagers do now. Hehe, you see?" Jason realized he was rambling nonsense and gave his doctor an awkward grin.
"Ah, I see. Yes, I do know Hannah."
"Do you have her phone number, email, Skype or something? I would love to meet her." Jason forced a keen, innocent smile. "More like my cousin would."
The doctor hesitated. "I guess there's no harm giving it to you. You won't use it to do any illegal actions or harm her in any way would you?"
"No! I'm a…good-boy." Jason punched himself inwardly. Good-boy? Seriously? Lame!
"Well, here is number." Dr. Marshall wrote down a number on his note-pad and handed the piece of note to him. "Let's start our treatment, shall we?"
"Thanks!' Jason took the note and put it safety in his pocket.
"So you went to the police office?" Reyna kept pressing on.
"Yeah." Jason confirmed.
"Oh my God." Hazel blinked. "That is just…"
"I can't believe I missed that." Reyna shook her head.
Frank sneezed. "Never mind that. Man, New York novembers are cold. Who would have thought it's warmer up there in Vancouver?"
"Get use to it, Frankie." Leo smirked. "You'll be here for a while."
"Frankie?" Frank frowned. "Honestly?"
"I think it sounds cute." Hazel offered shyly.
Piper gazed over at Jason who was busy looking at the screen of his IPhone. God, why can't Jason put down his phone? She wanted a cute relationship with him, something like what Hazel and Frank has. Not really dating, but flirting in the most subtle ways. Piper didn't want to force it either, she didn't want to become the girlfriend everybody ends up hating.
"Nico's coming over." Jason looked up from his phone. Finally, Piper's heart screamed. She might be able to squeeze out some conversation with him now he isn't paying attention to his phone.
"Is Bianca coming as well?" Piper asked sweetly.
"Don't think so."
"Damn, that babe is hot." Leo muttered earning a sharp slap from Reyna.
"Ow!" Leo rubbed his face gingerly. "Why'd you slap me? We aren't even dating or anything!"
"Who's dating? And how is my sister a babe and hot?" Nico stormed inside the room. It was evident that Nico had cried as tears were still glistening in his eyes but his normal, strong-minded personality had came back.
"For starters, she has a British accent. That's sexy." Leo explained.
"Shut up," Nico rolled his eyes. "If there's one thing I can't stand about her is her posh English accent which makes everything sound formal."
Percy got up from his seat and started patting his friends back. "Come to my house later, my mom wants to give you some tea and stuff. She said something about trying her best to comfort you."
"Tell your mom it's fine." Nico quickly said. "I don't need anything to get over my dad."
"Come anyways." Annabeth insisted.
"I really can't. I have something to do." Nico hesitated and looked around the room not as confident as usual.
"Are you okay?" Grover chewed on some leftover food from Jason's kitchen.
Annabeth raised her eyebrows. "So this morning he found out that his father is dead, lying on tombstones splattered with blood. I suppose he's all happy and great about that?"
"It's okay," Nico sat down on an empty spot. "Can I show you guys something?"
"Sure, whatever you want." Leo replied. "As long as it has nothing to do with couples, love-"
"What's wrong with that?" Reyna objected.
"It's disgusting and icky." Glancing quickly at percy and Annabeth, he gave them a don't-kill-me smile. "Couples everywhere."
"Offense!" Percy called out jabbing Leo in the ribs.
"Anyway," Nico looked hastily away from Leo and Percy who are poking each other endlessly. "It's this. The police found it on my dad's body." From his pocket, he took out a blood-stained piece of paper and showed it to everyone.
Hey there bitches,
You didn't think I'd stop after the Shooting, did you? Hades Di Angelo is a pain in the ass, I just had to kill him.
Love you all! The Shooter xo
"That has to be a girl." Piper pointed out. "Can't imagine a guy writing 'love you all' and 'xo'."
AN: Happy late Thanksgiving! I hope your turkey tastes good. Mines got...burnt.
Anyway, the note won't end up to be something like PLL. I only needed the note there so it's confirmed that the Shooter killed Hades. On a totally irrelevant subject, who's excited for Christmas? I am! :c I'm already decorating my house, going christmas shopping and doing christmas stuff :)
~Kisses, Emily