Hello everyone! This chapter felt like it took so long, I kept writing bits but then got rid of them and I got so frustrated but it's finally done and I'm happy with it! Hopefully the next one will be easier. Please keep leaving reviews, they make writing easier and more fun! Enjoy!

There was something here that wasn't adding up, Wally thought as he made his way slowly back down the corridor. Usually he would have moved much quicker but it felt like the feeling that was spreading through him was slowing him down, like there was cast iron going through his veins. He could no longer ignore that there was something not quite right about her, his detective instincts wouldn't allow him to. It was obvious she was hiding something, the only question was what? And did it have something to do with this case? She had seemed interested in it… He let out a groan as he reached the empty hallway and slumped against the wall. What had he got himself into? He momentarily wished he had listened to Dick's lectures but now he was in too deep to crawl back out of this pit he had trapped himself in. He remembered the way she had smiled at him, the times where they had felt real and how it had made him feel like he could conquer anything if he could get her to smile like that. His arms clenched up as he longed to hold her and take the pain that he had seen from her eyes. He was used to falling fast for women but he had never fallen like this. This was new and he knew he wasn't going to be the same. Was she feeling this turmoil as well? Was this secret she was hiding something so terrible? There was only one thing that he could think it could be but it was something he didn't dare think about.

He sighed and looked around the hallway again. His friends must be back at the room, he thought as he sluggishly made his way back feeling almost dazed. This time when he rounded the corner, the corridor was no longer empty as a tall figure stood hesitantly in front of the door, her hand held up like she was about to knock but couldn't bring herself to. He recognised her as Kori Anderson and called out to her. She flicked her head around at the sound of his voice with a squeal, like she had just been caught doing something she shouldn't, but when she saw him approaching, she beamed at him and joyfully waved.

"Oh friend Wally!" She exclaimed as she rushed to meet him. He went to shake her hand but before he could do anything she had engulfed him in a giant hug with a strength that took him by surprise and choked all the air from him. "It is a joy to see you here!"

"Nice to see you again too Kori." He spluttered as she let him go. "I must say though, if you greet your friends like that, I'd hate to see what you would do to your enemies."

"Oh I am very sorry!" She answered swiftly before she giggled. "I do not know my own strength at times."

"It's fine." Wally heaved as he stood up straight again and smiled to reassure her. "How did you get that strong anyways?"

"I grew up a long way away from here, in the countryside," She explained, her joyful smile returning. "My father wanted sons to help him on our farm but he got my sister and me. We ended up taking those roles and that involved a lot of hard work." She flexed her arms and Wally could see the muscles in her skinny arm. She hadn't been lying when she said she could handle herself. "I left and came here to become a journalist a few months ago. London is very different from my home-it feels like I am on another planet at times."

"It must do, travelling all that way." Wally said empathetically before wishing he hadn't; the thought of travelling brought Jane back up. If that was even her name… "You looking for someone?"

"Yes, I was very much hoping to be allowed to see the crime scene. I still need to write my piece on the murder." Kori looked longingly at the door before her eyes returned to his. "But I am scared to ask. Your friend, he is very…intimidating."

"Yes, he can be at times." Wally agreed, thinking of how red-faced Dick had gotten when he had thought of her. "But if you come in with me, everything should be fine."

"Really?" Kori looked so excited, it was like she was floating with happiness. "Oh thank you so much friend Wally!"

"No problem." Wally said as he knocked on the door. He was going to enjoy this. He heard movement from inside and took that as an answer to let himself in. As he pushed the door opened, two heads spun around to face them from their crouched position on the ground where Mumbo's body had previously been, one of them going very red when he saw Kori rush in.

"Wally, what are you playing at?!" Dick hissed as he stormed over to Wally and grabbed his arm to drag him away from Kori, who had already gone straight to Victor's side and was eagerly asking him questions. "First you disappear chasing a woman down the street, and now you're bringing her in here?! Are you mad?! She's the press, she can't be in here yet, it's still a crime scene!"

"Vic doesn't seem to mind," Wally pointed out as he gestured over to Vic and Kori who were already chatting away amicably. Kori had a lot of questions and Vic was only too happy to answer them. "He's already got all he needs from the place. Besides, wasn't there something you said once about needing to create a better relationship with the press? This is the perfect opportunity to do so."

Dick growled a little as he realised he was stumped. "You are too quick for your own good sometimes Wally."

"All part of my charm." Wally grinned at him. "Now have we got anything new from this place?"

"Yes we have and it proves my theory." Dick's demeanour suddenly changed for the better as he smiled with great pleasure. "Vic and I were combing the room whilst you were off gallivanting," Wally opened his mouth to protest but a look from Dick made him shut it again. "And we found this among the mess."

He held up a scrap of fabric and Wally felt like his heart stopped when he saw it. It was a piece of black lace that was barely the size of a milk bottle top that had been cleanly torn from where ever it had come from. Dick turned it over and over in his gloved hands so he could see every bit of it and then handed it to him so he could see that it was all too painfully real. His stomach felt knotted and with each second, he felt sicker and sicker. This confirmed his theory too but it was one he had been hoping was wrong.

"This has to have been dropped by the killer." Dick told him, missing the look of horror that had appeared on his friend's face. "I guess it was ripped during the fight. This has to have come from a dress, most likely from a skirt and I know only one murderess who wears black all the time…This has to be the work of Miss Jinx, you can't see it now, can't you?"

"Yes…yes…" Stilled stunned, Wally looked around the room and frowned when he realised there was a face missing from the scene. "Hey, where's Garfield?"

"He went to go get someone." Vic answered as he stepped over to them. He had just finished his conversation with Kori, who was now taking pictures of the room with the camera around her neck, the flash going off with a loud noise almost like the crack of a gunshot. "Apparently she's been a help to the police before and he thinks we could use some help from the other side."

"The other side? What does that mean?" Wally asked him but before he could answer, the door was opened again and Garfield's cheery voice rang through.

"I'm back guys! And I've brought someone who can help us with the case! With her on our side, we will easily kick this guy's butt!"

"Garfield, I hardly think that is necessary."

"Oh come on Rae-Rae, stop being so modest."

"I'm not being modest. And don't call me Rae-Rae." A crisp voice reprimanded him as he rushed into the room just ahead of his visitor with a wide smile that was almost cracking his face in two. They all looked up and fell silent as a young woman entered the room. Her calming presence seemed to still the very air as she looked around with a perfectly blank expression on her face. She had long black hair that flowed loosely down past her shoulders and tied around her forehead was a string of navy lace with a red jewel hanging from it that laid in the space between her eyebrows. Her skin was ivory next to the long black dress she wore that hugged her curvy body and the long blue cloak she wore with the hood up, her long fingers playing with the red jewel that pinned it under her throat. She stared at each of them in turn with her large round eyes that were almost purple in their intensity and Wally felt a shudder run through him when they focused on him. It felt like those eyes could stare into the very depths of his soul and the experience wasn't pleasant.

"I am pleased to meet you all." She said, her voice betraying no emotion at all. "Garfield has told me so much about you all."

"I have?" Garfield answered confused, causing her to flick her eyes over to him.

"Not in words but they weren't really necessary. The energy from your emotions was enough." She told him before turning back to the others. "My name is Raven, Raven Roth. I'm told you need my help with a murder enquiry."

"Are you a psychic?" Victor asked her.

"I am many things Victor Stone." She said smoothly, smiling a little at how wide his eyes went at the mention of his name. "A psychic is just one of them. I can feel people's emotions as they radiate from them, I've used it to help the police before. It can really set a scene if you know the emotions behind it. If you know the emotions, you can often piece together a motive."

"How do you know Garfield?" Dick asked with a look at the grinning youth who hadn't taken his eyes from the mysterious woman. They seemed like such total opposites yet it was clear that she was comfortable in his company and she kept looking over at him almost for support.

"We've known each other for a while," She said. "Garfield came to me after his fiancé left him and we became friends."

"You were nearly married?" Victor burst out and they all stared at him as he sheepishly blushed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Yeah…her name was Terra… I'd known her since we were little and we got engaged but then she wanted to see the world…that kind of domestic life wasn't for her, she was such a free spirit…" He bowed his head to hide his heartbroken expression and Raven was suddenly by his side, resting her hand on his shoulder. "But it's in the past now and we need to get on the case! Raven, you can help right? Please tell me you can!" He looked up at her with the biggest eyes he could muster and she gave him a fond look, the kind a sister would give to an annoying little brother.

"I'm getting something here…there's a lot of emotion in the room." Raven suddenly glided into the middle of the room, her eyes closed as she evenly breathed in and out. There was dead silence for a few stretched out minutes before she opened her eyes and spoke. "There was a lot of anger in this room, so much it feels like the walls are burning. Firstly, it was composed calm anger, the anger of somebody wronged and wanting revenge…somebody experienced and determined, who knew exactly what to do."

"We had that much figured out." Dick hissed lowly to Wally but then she carried on and he went silent as Garfield waved his hand to hush him, all of them entranced. Raven raised her hands and pressed two fingers to either side of her head and they heard her muttering something under her breath like she was casting a spell before she went on.

"The victim was fearful; he knew what his fate would be the moment the killer walked into the room. He knew he couldn't avoid it but still he fought. Something happened…he wounded her, damaged her pride, there was one moment where she doubted herself and felt weak…That's when she really got angry, red hot anger that made her lose control. Sheer terror from him, then he died. Then a moment of satisfaction before some sadness, I believe she was remembering something. There's pain too, all bottled up inside about to explode but she forced it down again. Then she left, deep in thought I would guess planning her escape." She turned back to them and lowered her hands, ignoring how they were all staring at her in shocked silence except for Garfield who looked at her proudly and gave a smug look to the others. "Is that all?"

"Wait," Dick said suddenly, shaking himself from his open-mouthed bewilderment. "You know the killer is female? How do you know that?"

"I read it from her emotions." Raven said simply as she gracefully made her way back to them. "She knows people doubt her because of it and it makes her stronger. I sense you did the same thing Richard Grayson." She leaned closer to him as he levelly stared at her and said in a quieter voice. "Also if I were you, I would seize the moment. That person you're thinking of, the one who hasn't left your thoughts since you met her…you'll never meet anyone like her."

Dick was shocked into silence, his mouth moving in wild stammers as she drew away. Kori took a step closer to the both of them and her proximity made it worse. Raven then turned to her and gave her a small smile as she felt the joyous emotions roll effortlessly from her.

"Do not worry about him, I only gave him a small reading." She told the girl as she sensed she was worried. "In fact, I have one for each of you. Kori, yours is very simple; if you continue on this path you have chosen for yourself, you will find what you are looking for even if you don't know it yet. Victor and Gar, a warning; do not let them get down the corridor. And remember to duck."

The three of them stared at her confused but she did not elaborate. Instead she turned to Wally and as her eyes met his, her expression darkened. She stood in front of him and he could feel the heavy weight of her gaze. He suddenly felt hot and sweaty. Could she see what he had guessed at? Would she say anything?

"Wally West." She stated calmly almost as if she was still considering telling him. "Yours is far more serious. In the near future, the very near future in fact, two paths will appear before you. Each will make you very happy but in different ways and each will require you to give up something very dear. You will be forced to choose and you will have to choose wisely for the moment you pick one path, the other will crumble and you will never be able to go back. Think on that."

As Wally stared at her dumbfounded, she swept away and walked from the room, staggering a little so she nearly fell into the doorframe. "I'm sorry but I have to step outside. All these emotions…they are very strong and I need a break." Her cloak flew out behind her like it was blowing in the wind as she quickly left. Garfield looked around at all of them before he took a few steps and followed her. They could hear him frantically running down the corridor calling her name and it made Victor chuckle.

"You know, I think there's a certain emotion she's blind to." He said before he looked at the faces of Wally and Dick who had both gone the colour of raw pastry. Kori also looked concerned and she gently touched Dick's arm, which made him jump in the air like her touch had burned him.

"My friends, are you feeling alright?"

"Fine, fine." Dick answered gruffly, avoiding looking at her and trying to compose himself again before he looked at Wally who was still looking at the door shell-shocked. "What did she mean by that do you think Wally? It sounded pretty serious."

"I have no idea." Wally said though his sinking feeling had just gotten worse. He looked down at the small bit of lace he was still clutching between his fingers and he quickly tucked it out of sight in his pocket. "What did she say to you? It made you go very funny."

"All of it was pretty funny." Dick retorted, wanting very much to get off the subject whilst Kori was still there. Her closeness was making him jumpy and tense and yet he didn't want her to move away. "I mean, remember to duck? But what she said proves that Miss Jinx was the killer. We have all we need and we need to send out an alert. Now we know who it is, we can move and this time she won't get away from the law."

"Yeah…right." Wally said absent-mindedly, still trying to think of what to do with the secret he knew. Telling Dick would make him so happy, the case would be wrapped up in mere hours but he couldn't say the words. "I have to…go somewhere."

He quietly slipped from the room as Dick started to rapidly talk with Victor, Kori standing between them as an eager spectator, memorising their words to write up later. The corridor was empty as Raven and Garfield were long gone. Nobody saw him as he cautiously approached her door, knowing what he had to do. You're insane, he told himself and he wanted to laugh at the absurdity of his position though it really wasn't funny. The long shadows on the walls that signalled the ending of the day were creeping up on him and they appeared to peer over his shoulder as he steeled himself to knock on the door and meet his fate.

"Tonight? You're planning on storming the place tonight?" Jinx could barely keep the relief from her voice. She could hardly dare believe she was going to be out of this place so soon and she couldn't wait. Ever since she had gotten back from that walk she had felt like she was going insane. Her thoughts had been filled with the image of Wally West and every word he had said to her until Seymour had called and her emotions felt wrung out like a wet cloth. She would be glad to leave this and that detective behind her, no matter what the strange feeling she had inside was telling her. "Oh that is the best news you could have given me Seymour. Honestly, I don't know how much longer I could have lasted here with these detectives sniffing around."

"It was easy really," She could hear Seymour on the other end glowing with pride. "I explained the situation and when they heard there were detectives there, they couldn't wait. Imagine how good it will be to have our potential threats wiped out whilst they sleep…"

"No!" Jinx's severity made herself gasp as she quickly spoke. "You can't do that…it's far too dangerous! Just come and get me, leave the detectives well alone. There will be other opportunities…you just need to be in and out of here as quickly as possible, do you understand?"

"Alright…I got it." Seymour sounded bemused but Jinx ignored it.

"Good. I have to go now." She hung up and started to slowly pack the phone away, wishing she could stop feeling so many contradictions. She wanted to leave this place yet she didn't, she had killed last night but had chosen to spare the detectives, she hated Wally West yet she…

She threw the phone in the bag angrily and stifled a long moan by pressing her fist to her mouth. What had she just been about to admit? This place really was driving her crazy.

She was about to tidy away her torn dress when there was a knock on the door, a knock so soft and gentle at first she wasn't sure whether she had imagined it. When it came again, she called out "Coming!" and kicked her bags under her bed. Surely the guys weren't here already? No, they were nowhere near that good…

She opened the door and saw Wally was standing there, a grim look on his handsome features. She could feel her knees trembling at the sight of him and she had to lock them to stop her whole body shaking.

"Wally. Please come in." She said politely. She opened the door and he brushed past her, their hands touching for a second as he passed her. She retreated to the other side of the room as he firmly shut the door behind him without a word. For a moment, he stood in front of the door and didn't turn around to face her and that made her eyes narrow in suspicion. Something had changed since the morning and she didn't like it. She shifted her body closer to her parasol which was leaning against her bed and her hands itched to grab it but she didn't dare to.

He finally faced her and the air was wary and still. They each sized the other up, preparing themselves unsteadily for something they had no idea was coming. It was her that made the first tentative move.

"Is there something the matter Wally? You look very…tense."

He looked her in the eyes for the first time since he had entered the room and she saw how they had changed. They were no longer cheerful and sparkling with life; they were chilling and distant. "Yes, there is something the matter Jane," He said. "Or should I call you by your real name?"

"My real name?" She could feel cold fear down the back of her neck, like somebody had poured ice water down her back. She took a small step sideways and saw his eyes glint when he noticed it. "You must be mistaken…"

"I am never mistaken." He cut her off as he delved a hand into his pocket and pulled out a small piece of black lace that made her freeze in place. Her eyes widened and she couldn't stop herself making a choking sound that set his stern face.

"I know who you really are, there's no point in hiding anymore. I must say though; I'm honoured to be in the presence of somebody so well-known as you. It's a pleasure to meet you at long last-Miss Jinx."