No action again but I think there will be in the next chapter.

"Inspector Conway?" I was sat watching the rain clouds blot out the sun, in the comfort of my bland office. I looked down to a man on the street, he was obviously homeless, he looked up at the sky and then retreated to a store doorway. I felt compassion and sympathy for the man, something I hadn't felt in a long time. "Penny?" Said an irritated voice, waking me from my trance.

"Yeah?" I looked up to see Bud.

"We found them." He turned and walked away. I grabbed my coat, hoping I knew what he was talking about.

Bud drove me to the house where we had found the first of the three drug dealers, in silence. He wasn't very impressed with me and I had no idea why. The door was already open, I looked in to see two corpses. Only one of the corpses had a gag in his mouth.

"Hey, have you taken pictures of them?" I asked the coroner, nodding at both the bodies.

"I have indeed." He smiled up at me. I kneeled by the body with the gag in his mouth and removed it with tweezers.

There was a message, "Presents for you. TPE come and meet me and KA at place last met. HG"

"Who are they?" Bud asked looking over my shoulder, I had no idea he was there until he spoke.

"No idea." I lied.

I walked away, putting the gag into an evidence bag.

After I returned to the station, I sat in my office for a while considering Hit Girl's words. From when she had visited me a few nights before and the message she had sent. She is still hanging around with Kick Ass? That surprised me. Maybe Dave had grown some balls since I had left the scene but I could imagine her dumping him on someone else, once she felt confident enough to fight alone.

Without warning I stood up and walked to the case file cabinet. It was where we put case's that nobody wanted. I flicked through them 'till I got to "Red Mist." I pulled it out.

I hadn't noticed Bud behind me, "That's a suicide case. No one takes it 'cos no one can catch him and anyone who gets close, conveniently dies or is fired."

"Stop doing that, Bud." I laughed nervously. "Don't you think, someone should stand up to this guy? I'm not saying I'm definitly going to take it, I'm just looking." I whispered, walking back to my bare office.

"Did you sleep with someone last night?" He folded his arms and lent against the door frame.

"Excuse me?" I was surprised by the question, I was many things but I wasn't a cheat, me and Bud still hadn't broken up yet. "No. Why?"

"You seem happier than usual. You're never happy." He looked upset, but gave me a half smile.

I sighed, I was happier than usual. The rest of my costume arrived that morning and I felt like I had purpose again. "Can't I be cheerful for once?"

"'Suppose." It was the first time we had spoken properly since we had last slept together and I wanted out.

"Look, Bud, lets face it, it's not going well between us. It hasn't been going well for a while." I started sympathetically and paused to think of my next line, when he carried on the conversation for me.

"We're gonna do this again? We're gonna break up, then in a few months you'll get lonely and ask for me back, and like the douche that I am, I'll take you back. Because the truth is I lo-" He was calm but he must have been angry, how many times can you break someone's heart before they hate you?

"Don't say it." I groaned.

"-love you. Then after a month or two, we'll do it all over again." He looked like he was about to leave but he turned back to me, "One day, you'll realise that you feel the same way about me and maybe I won't be here to take you back. Think about that." He walked away sadly. I was reminded of Janice and Chandler Bing suddenly and hated myself.

I ignored the guilt welling up inside me and turned to the case file in front of me. It read:

"Red Mist:

Thought to be Frank D'Amico's son, Christopher." It went on the say about the many crimes he had committed and the D'Amico empire. I then read: "Thought to have some involvement with the superheroes; Kick Ass and Hit Girl" Over the top was scribbled "The Purple Eradicator?" it carried on, "whether or not they are on the same side is unknown."

There were lots of other notes from the cops who had taken the case before me. Those guys had no idea how to catch him. I knew.

That night, I changed into my costume. I looked so much better than I had done the last time I worn it. The costume clung to my slight figure and large breasts and the wig made my eyes pop. I made sure I had both of my pistols and my four butterfly knives. I decided to take my taser too, just in case.

I walked out the back door of my house. It wasn't the most exiting exit but it was nice not having to climb down a drainpipe. I ran past houses, knowing that if I took my car I would be identified immediately, towards the cinema at the old meeting time.

I heard voices as I climbed to roof. "She won't come. She's got a life now." Said an incredibly low voice, exasperated.

"She will, she needs us, as much as we need her." Said Hit Girl, in her patronising way.

I hoped over the ledge. "What's up, bitches?" I asked, comically.

"Told you." Hit Girl said, childishly.

I walked into the light, as I've said before there wasn't a lot of it. "God, it feels good to be free." I breathed.

Kick Ass walked towards me and grinned. "Hey, Eradicator."

"You should never doubt me. I thought you would have learnt that from last time." I jested, forgetting what he had said to my brother.

Dave walked into the spot of light I was in. His hair poked out from the mask, he was as I remembered. He now wore his batons on his hips and I was sure he had a gun holder over his ass. He was incredibly muscled, I could see his pecks and abs through his costume. I grinned, "So, what we up to tonight?"

"Well, I thought maybe we should just prowl the streets."

"No, we need to go find Red Mist. She needs to find out about his usual meeting space, his team, that girlfriend of his…" She carried on but I zoned out. Of course he found someone else, did you honestly think he never would move on from you? Grow up.

When I came back into the conversation, they were arguing. "Ok, enough." I used the voice I used when I wanted something done without argument at work. "Hit Girl's right, I need to get back into the swing of things which means facing him again. Lets go."

Hit Girl smiled at me and led me and Kick Ass away from the roof, wondering whether I had chosen correctly.

I kept this quite short because I want to focus the next chapter solely on their meeting. I don't want to just shove it on the end of this chapter. I hope you enjoyed and well, tell me what you think. I love you all. xxxx