Sybil tapped her fingers absentmindedly as she stared at the computer monitor that monitored Light Yagami's bedroom through the cameras that L had Watari install.

Again, it was just her and L awake. The others had gone home for the night.

She glanced over towards the male detective, seeing how he was focused completely on the other rooms of the house. Everyone, apart from Light, was asleep.

Sybil looked back to the teenage Yagami and studied him carefully before watching him stand up, place a notebook into his desk, turn off the light, and go to bed.

"Light fits the description, Ryuu." She murmured.

"He's just graduated from high school and is going for the entrance exam at To-Oh University."

"I see. Then I suspect that you want to follow him?" Sybil adjusted her cap as she began to frantically swing her legs.

"There's less than a five percent chance that Light Yagami is Kira. However, he's a smart young man and Penber was investigating him more so than anyone else in the chief's family. We also need to investigate any suspicion. Despite how small it may be. Suspicion is suspicion."

"I believe the same. It seems that, once again, we are on the same page." L replied, watching as she laid her chin down on top of both of her hands.

She was thinking of other options. Safer options. Less risky options.

The glaze over her eyes told him that much. She was considering everything before she said anything more.

"I'm beginning to think that this world just doesn't have a logical means behind it anymore. Everything used to make sense to me, but now-" Sybil took a deep breath before she removed her cap and threw it up into the air.

"- I'll take the entrance exam and befriend the chief's son. I'm a good actress and I look the right age. I'll fit in perfectly." She caught the hat and smirked at L.

He took a sip of tea before plucking the strawberry from his cake and stared at it.

He didn't like the idea of her going alone. Not at all. It was just too dangerous and he wasn't about to let his only friend go and get herself killed so soon. At least, not without being at least with her at the time.

"Hey. Are you alright? You're acting pretty strange."

"I've decided that I'll go with you. It would make more sense for us both to investigate." The young woman blinked and then reached over and stole the strawberry from his hand before popping it into her mouth.

L stared at her before letting out a small sigh.

"I was going to eat that."

"Maybe, but consider it payback for considering the possibility that I'll end up getting myself killed." He stared at her with his onyx eyes.

How did she know what he was thinking? Well, then again, he probably wasn't hiding his emotions on the topic as well as he should have.

"I know many different methods of self defense. You don't have to follow me."

"I once told you that you were my very first friend." She smiled weakly and tossed her hat back up into the air.

No further explanation was needed. It was obvious that he was worried for her and that nothing she could say would change his mind into letting her do this alone.

"Alright. I can tell that there's no stopping you. We'll go for the entrance exam together." Sybil went to catch her hat, but L beat her to it.

Before it had landed back in her hands, he had caught it promptly with just his index finger and thumb.

"We must further plan this, Sybil."

"I know that, Ryuu. What do you think I was trying to do?"

"I fail to see how being distracted will help plan our next move." Sybil frowned and reached back for her cap.

L pulled it away from her and then flipped it over to pluck the folded piece of paper from its brim.

She grunted in annoyance before crossing her arms in front of her chest and looking away.

"Go ahead. Look at it. It's not like I can stop you or anything else you do." He stared at her with his wide onyx eyes before he placed the piece of paper back on the desk and studied the cap.

Sybil blinked and then quickly took the piece of paper before stuffing it into her pocket.

She'd have to find a better place for it when she returned to her apartment.

L continued to study the cap, running his thumb along the brim. He soon discovered something.

Jerrod Corvax. The name was stitched into the brim.

It obviously wasn't one of her brothers. Their names were Troy and Taylor. She also didn't have any other brothers that she had willingly spoke about. And judging by how open she was being with her past now, the chances of Sybil hiding that she had another brother was slim.

No. This cap must have belonged to her father at some point in time.

Why would Sybil be wearing a cap that once belonged to her father? Was he not the man who killed her mother?

The female detective smirked at L's rather confused expression. Not one that he'd show often, but she had to admit, it was kind of cute.

"My father gave me that thing when I was just two years old. I remember it well, although most people, who are considered normal, wouldn't. However, I remember most of my childhood. Unfortunately." She murmured the last word so quietly that it was nearly inaudible to her companion's ears.

Almost.

L still heard what she had said.

Was her childhood that horrible to her that she wanted to forget all of it? Yet, was his any different?

No. He was young when he lost his parents. Eight years old. He didn't remember the details. Over the years, the great L had made himself forget nearly everything that was behind him. Nearly everything.

There were some things that he never wanted to forget.

"Ryuu, are you okay?" He was pulled from his trance and glanced up at her from the cap.

"Jerrod Corvax. Your father's name, is it not?" Sybil stiffened slightly before nodding weakly.

"Yeah."

"I see." Silence filled the room.

Then, after awhile, L gently touched her shoulder. Sybil tensed once again and pulled away from him quickly.

"Please don't. I- I have to go." She stood up and was about to leave, however, he grabbed for her wrist.

"I apologize if I pried too much." Sybil bowed her head.

"No. It's not just that. Taylor just texted me and I don't want to be reminded of what my past was like. I want to only move forward." She stopped talking and then looked over her shoulder to smile at her friend.

"I'll be back soon. I promise. Just give me a few hours to myself."

"Sybil-"

"You're the one with the cameras. Keep watch, okay? I really don't feel like explaining anymore. It just takes too much energy." L released her wrist reluctantly and watched as she grinned and walked out of the room.

Strange. It was unlike her to just leave without too much of an explanation. Then again, it was obvious that he had hit a nerve. A major nerve.

L thought back to her previous actions.

She obviously disliked talking about her parents. It seemed that she was ashamed of what had happened. That was obviously part of why she got so upset so easily.

Perhaps if he got her to open up to him more, she would feel better about life in general.

L pondered before taking a sip of his tea.

Of course. That should help. Yet, why was he so interested in finding out every little thing about her? Was it because she was the only person that he couldn't read on will? The only time he could tell what was wrong, usually, was when she told him herself. That happened too frequently and he couldn't tell if she was telling the truth or not.

Perhaps that was what frustrated him more than anything. More than even the strange worried feeling in his gut.

He blinked.

Okay. Maybe not more than being worried for her. But, despite that, it was still enough to rival the feeling of worry that he felt.

L chewed on his thumb before taking a forkful of cake. Then, he called for Watari.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Watari, bring me all the information you can on Jerrod Corvax. Family history, and criminal records. I want everything, including his current location."

"Of course, Sir. However, may I ask why?" L was silent for a brief moment.

"I'm interested in how he's related to Carlyle."

"The information will be sent to you immediately, Sir."

"Thank you, Watari."

***

Sybil entered her apartment, soon being confronted by her older brother.

"You got the text?"

"Yeah. What is it?" Judging by her tone of voice, Taylor instantly knew that she was upset about something.

"I can tell that you're in a bad mood. Maybe you should wait to hear the news."

"I'm fine. Just tell me." Taylor brought her to the couch and sat her down.

Sybil sighed when he sat down beside her and grabbed her hand tightly.

"Taylor, I'm fine. Just tell me what the hell is wrong." The young man looked away from her and mumbled something under his breath.

Immediately, her eyes widened and she gripped his shirt tightly.

"What?!"

"You heard me, Sybil." She gripped her chest tightly and closed her eyes shut.

Taylor then watched as she shakily got to her feet and made her way to her bedroom. He didn't try and stop her.

He knew that she needed to be alone now. Especially after such unhappy news. Hopefully, though, she wouldn't be as unhappy as to do anything that she would later regret.