I think I screwed up the timeline...oh well, it's working. So, anyway, a couple of things are given away in this chappie! Sadly, the meaning behind Sybil's name is not. It'll be given soon though!

Anyway( I say that word alot), I know that I needed to press on and get back on track with the whole Yotsuba thing, so does anyone know Higuchi's full name? I've only seen the anime once and I'm not sure if it was given or not. I haven't read the manga either. In fact, everything in this story is based on what I remember from watching the anime the one time I did and the information I got from reading awesomly written fanfictions (Jizen Keiji, Oblivious Attraction, Before I Fade...etc.)

I think I've been doing okay so far. Please REview!

Troy stood by Jerrod's bedside, his dark blue eyes fixated on the man who had fathered him. Trisha was by his side, her gentle hands grasping his left arm to both comfort herself and him.

Taylor had decided not to come. After all, he had no regrets. He had already forgiven Jerrod for the death of their mother. Besides, he had grown tired of seeing such a scene.

Troy's serious eyes stared, no emotion seeping through his blank expression as he fought inwardly within himself as he had been doing for the past three weeks since the accident.

He had asked for this man to die and here he was- as good as dead. Jerrod was never going to wake up from this. He felt it deep inside his gut.

The young man felt his wife's grip tighten slightly before he felt both her arms lock around him. Her head pressed into his chest and she cried, causing his own eyes to widen.

"Trisha." She didn't reply, but merely continued to cry.

Troy slunk his arms around her protectively, in his attempt to comfort her. He rested his chin gently over top of her head, allowing his eyes to refocus on his father for a few more minutes before he sighed.

"Come on. We- we should get you home. You're not supposed to be upset."

"I'm only crying because you refuse to!" She snapped.

As strong a man as Troy was, he flinched visibly at her tone. Trisha never spoke to him like that. Although, he had reasons to assume that her hormones had to play a part in this.

Her brown eyes immediately widened and she pulled away from him, not getting far at all. Troy merely gripped her tighter, hugging her more securely to his chest before burying his face in her sandy hair.

"S'okay, Trish. Really."

"No it's not. We're in a hospital, Troy. In Japan. Your father's on his death bed. You're acting as if you don't care, but I know you better than that. You care and damn it, I want you to show it!" His hand held the back of her head securely, his body beginning to tremble.

Trisha's eyes widened again and tears welled up in them as she hugged him even tighter around his chest, her hands resting gently on his back.

He didn't say anything further, but then again, he didn't have to. She had asked him to show how much he cared and now- he was showing it.

***

Geof blinked at the line graph in front of him, a small smile soon creeping up onto his face.

"Hey! Get a load of this! I think I just found somethin' worth value!" Everyone was soon casting glances at his computer screen.

"What's this graph of?" Matsuda asked.

Aizawa grunted.

"It's the profits of some sort of company." Soichiro then spoke.

"Yotsuba." Sybil allowed her gaze to flicker and settle on both her romantic interest and the Kira for just a few moments, a small, releived smile touching her lips.

"Finally." She breathed before stepping back and turning to the wall.

Her hands rested on her hips as she stared at seemingly nothing. At least, nothing that no normal person could see.

Fang chuckled.

"Everything's working out now isn't it? And with that plan of yours, all the Kiras should be brought down in a few more weeks."

"Yes. This- this is what we've been waiting for." Her spoken words were directed to everyone in the room, including Geof and the shinigami.

"Yes, this is indeed something for us to be excited about." Lawliet mused in his own way, his eyes no longer focused on the monitor of Geof's computer, but on his girlfriend/potential fiancée.

She was happy with this breakthrough. Extremely happy. He hadn't seen her like this in weeks. Not since before the accident that basically took her father away from her. Not since he chained himself to the potential Kira.

But, something about the air around her made it seem as though she was happy for more than one reason. Happy for more than just the sake of the investigation.

Happy for him possibly? Yes, he could see that. She had been able to sense that the case was getting to him. She was probably even hopeful that the handcuffs were coming off soon because of this lead.

"Hey, Geof, you think you could print off a list of employees?" Light inquired, his own interest gleaming in those innocent brown eyes.

Geof nodded.

"I'll also go over the victims to see if there's some sort of pattern for their time of death. But, I'll have you know that-"

"They were all rivals of Yotsuba." Sybil finished quickly, the grin evident in her voice before she even turned around.

"Well, that does make sense." Aizawa stated, gaining a nod from Mogi and Soichiro.

Matsuda was just confused.

Sybil took it upon herself to explain before the rookie cop could get insulted by anyone. After all, she did have a liking for the man. He was clearly devoted to this cause and was very interesting to say in the least.

"With the rivals of the company being killed off-" She pulled out her pocketknife and motioned it across her throat, the blade not out of course, to help emphasize her explanation.

"- that leaves more money for Yotsuba. I think, that with this information, Misa will come in handy for infiltration and espionage. Won't know that for sure until we narrow down our list though as well as figure out a pattern in which these rivals are dying." She slid her knife back into her pocket and then turned to L.

"What d'you think, Ryuu?"

"You have thought ahead, it seems, but I must agree. Misa just may become something more than the second Kira at this point in time. Maybe, being the term I would use." He put emphasis on the maybe, causing the group to become slightly nervous.

Maybe was not something you often heard from L. It was either a yes or a no. Maybe- that was dangerous territory.

"Of course, that's thinking way ahead. Right now, let's just focus on figuring out which employee of Yotsuba is our man, 'kay? The best thing to do in this situation is to not get ahead of ourselves when we don't have everything we need. It'll only lead to death." The men turned to look at the female Carlyle, who had her cap tilted in her face as she became silent for just a brief amount of time.

Her face was blank and her eyes were hidden by the black leather, chauffeur brim of the hat that once belonged to her father.

"After all, we don't need anymore accidents like Jerrod or- Ukita, do we? Frankly, I don't think I could handle another man dying before their time." She cast a quick glance at all the numbers before raising her head and smiling again.

Soichiro agreed.

"I agree with Shizu. From this point on, we're all extremely careful, understood? Kira will be stopped and not one more person will die from this Task Force." Sybil almost winced at those words.

"Kira will be stopped and not one more person will die from this Task Force." If only they knew that some deaths couldn't be stopped.

Some deaths- like her inevitable death.

Still, she smiled all the same as Matsuda and some of the more silent, serious members of the small group of crime fighters agreed, the rookie cop being the loudest. He of course, was scolded by both Soichiro and L and sighed sadly, feeling completely useless.

It was then that Sybil cast a stolen glance at the watch around her wrist and gave her own sigh, this one of sadness.

"I- should go. Jerrod-" His time was nearing and she wanted to be there with him when he passed.

Light turned to Sybil.

"You know, he's probably never going to wake up, right?" She nodded, albeit sadly.

"I know. I just want to be there. He is my father, after all. It's important that I am. Surely if a relative you loved dearly was dying- in no matter what condition they were in, you'd be by their side as much as possible?" The question was directed at the entire group.

All of which nodded, but Matsuda shot out a question.

"What?! He's your father?!"

"Of course. I figured our- similarities in both deduction and appearance would've proven that to all of you. Only Light figured it out and Ryuu already knew, so I figured you all would've caught on." Her voice went quiet.

"I really should be going. Dad won't wait for me to be there much longer." And so, she turned around and left.

But, L couldn't help, but notice that she seemed somewhat knowing of what was going to happen. Especially the way she worded it.

It was as if she knew Jerrod was going to die in the upcoming hours. Of course, that was absurd and made no sense. But, still- he couldn't get the thought out of his mind.

Fang, meanwhile, stared down after the young woman who's clock was ticking down second by second, a glimmer in his violet orbs. His words, only heard by Geof, whom he was hovering over.

"I just hope this plan of hers will work and that what she's doing isn't wasting time. Eight weeks isn't long to live." Geof's eyes widened and he bit down a yelp.

"Eight weeks isn't long to live."