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You Want Fries With That?

Leverrier had spent the last several hours working on paperwork and he found that he was beginning to get a headache. Thinking that this could possibly have something to do with the fact that he hadn't eaten since this time yesterday, the Inspector got to his feet.

Leverrier stalked across his office and pulled the door open. He hated going out among the masses at the Order but occasionally he didn't have a choice. And this was one of those times.

Food was a must.

So the man made his way down to the dining hall. He could feel the glares that he was receiving from the room's various occupants but didn't care. Leverrier knew that he wasn't popular but that didn't matter.

He couldn't care less what these people thought of him.

"What can I get for you?" Jerry asked as Leverrier approached his window. He offered the man a friendly smile but of course it wasn't returned.

Leverrier continued to scowl. "Whatever. I don't care."

"Are you sure?" Jerry asked. "I can make anything that you want."

"I don't care what you make," Leverrier snapped, narrowing his eyes. "Just make it fast… and make sure that it's edible."

"Right." This single word was uttered with more venom than had ever been contained in the cook's voice before. He could deal with abrasive personalities but insults about his cooking…

That was taking it too far.

Turning Jerry went back to his stove and quickly made the Inspector a regular, run of the mill hamburger. Which he promptly carried over to the window and dropped.

Without so much as a word to the cook Leverrier grabbed the tray and made his way across the room. He didn't want to be anywhere near any of the other Order members so he chose a deserted table. As far away from the others as possible.

"Wow," Lavi commented as he watched Leverrier stalk across the room. "He's even more anti-social than Kanda."

"Shut up you stupid rabbit!" Kanda snapped.

A couple of hours later Leverrier was back in his office, attempting to complete more paperwork. Unfortunately the man was being plagued by stomach pains.

"Ugh," the man groaned as he clutched his stomach. He couldn't remember having ever felt so ill.

He actually felt as though he were dying.

Deciding that he wasn't going to be able to get any more work done Leverrier got to his feet. Shoving the papers in the desk drawer the Inspector called it quits for the day.

Still gripping his stomach the man made his way down the corridor to his room. All he wanted to do was to lay down.

"I just want to die…" the man moaned as he collapsed onto the bed.

Later that day Link made his way to the office that Leverrier had claimed upon their arrival at HQ. He was scheduled to give a report however when he knocked on the door he didn't receive an answer.

Which was unusual.

Link opened the door and gazed inside the office. Only to find it completely empty.

Now Leverrier never missed these meetings, since he desperately wanted some evidence that Walker was a threat. So it was strange that the Inspector wasn't in his office.

With a sigh Link closed the door of the office. He wasn't really keen on the idea but decided that he should go to Leverrier's room.

Because this all seemed strange.

When Link arrived at the Inspector's room he knocked on the door and waited. However he received no answer this time either.

Shaking his head Link tried the door handle and, finding the door unlocked, he opened it. Stepping inside the room he found his boss lying in bed.

"Inspector…"

Leverrier gave no response to this, forcing Link to approach the bed. And, after only a few seconds, it became obvious that Leverrier wasn't breathing.

Reaching out Link placed his first two fingers to the side of Leverrier's throat. And found no pulse.

He was definitely dead.

A/N - So what killed the jerk this time? Mwahaha!