A/N: I've actually updated. Some crazy going ons are going on these days!

This chapter is basically getting this going before the trial and a catch up.

Disclaimer: Its just not likely that I'll own this is it?

"We were both in a happy mood Fraulein, think nothing of it." He said, his soft smile intruding on her brief flashback.

She nodded weakly in agreement and rose from her chair, momentarily stopping to wave as she left the room and then the building. This was the second time that day she had walked away from him that day, this time feeling worse. She knew he had lied to her. He'd told her that he hadn't been to the crime scene but his fingerprints proved otherwise. She didn't know how to take this information, and prayed that Apollo would pick up on fingerprints so she could tell him before the trail, that being the only way she could inform him of them. Once she was outside she deeply breathed in the fresh air and headed to the office, hoping the unidentified fingerprints had a name and face to them, and praying that Gavin had a valid reason for lying to her.

To Ema Skye the last two days had been a blur.

She isn't even sure what she's doing at the courthouse in the prosecutions lobby. She didn't want to be here, she didn't want to be the expert testimony that helps put Klavier Gavin in jail.

She wanted so much to be in the lobby next door. Could she lie and say she hadn't shared a piece of information with Apollo about the case which by law the prosecution is required to do? Would anyone believe her? Because of the activities over the last few days she doubted many people in her precinct would believe that she didn't have a higher motive for going into the defendants lobby.

...

After leaving Gavin, Ema made her way back to the precinct, hoping more than she ever had that forensics had found a match for the unknown partial fingerprints left at the scene.

She only got halfway through the door before an eager young forensics intern bounced up to her and she remembered with bitter fondness when that used to be her.

"Detective Skye!" The young woman exclaimed, "Dr Gladstone has your results. There's no match."

"No match? To anyone?"

"Nope, we treated it as a priority and ran it against all the databases as fast as we could since this is such a high profile case. This fingerprint this person belongs to either doesn't exist or hasn't been employed anywhere high profile or committed any crime."

Ema looked down at the young intern and cursed her excitement. Yeh, she'd found out that it isn't any of the thousands of criminals who might have had a vendetta against Gavin, but it still didn't help her. And now she didn't know what to do. The other detectives assigned to this case were already questioning the witness and checking into all their bank details to make sure nothing strange had being going on previous to the murder. They were checking all well known friends and associates of the victim. All Ema could do was wait and see if anything came up on the reports that she could look up, and make sure every officer she could get her hands on were giving this investigation their all, because despite the fact that she is well known to have a strong dislike for the man, she couldn't let him go to jail for a crime he hadn't done, much less let his reputation be ruined forever after he worked so hard after helping prove his brother guilty of murder.

Leaving the forensics department quicker than she usually would, Ema had something else to ponder. The intern had been right; this is a high profile case. Not only is Gavin still a celebrity, he's a prosecutor famous for his track record and is the brother of a convicted murderer.

She had to go see him again, he had to know that she was going to do anything and everything to find out the truth. She didn't care if he didn't want to see her, and she didn't care for the rules before telling him what they had learned because as much as she hated to admit it, Gavin was a hero. He put people in jail that didn't deserve freedom, and cared more about justice than his own record. If anyone had checked the list of visitors that he'd have they'd find that only one had visited him more than Ema; his defence attorney.

...

A court officer knocked and entered the room, Ema turned and felt nauseous as she knew what was happening.

The trial against Klavier Gavin was about to begin.

This time when I say the next chapter will hopefully not be so late, I'll try not to wait 7 months to do anything ^_^'

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