I was surprised. Bakura only had to drive around for a few blocks before I recognized Mariot Avenue. From there, I'd found my bearings and was able to direct him to the station right on time. I told Bakura to park and stepped out of the car.

Alison was sitting on the steps biting her fingernails and looking repeatedly at her wristwatch. "Need some help, ma'am?" I called out with a grin. She looked up and shrieked my name, running to embrace me. "Thank Ra you're alright!" she barely finished that sentence before she paused and looked at my chest. "What is that?"

I looked down and my eyes widened. I hadn't realized I was still wearing the Millennium Ring. "It's a necklace," I said. "I forgot I had it on." "It's something alright. I wouldn't call it a necklace. Reminds me of Yugi's Millennium Puzzle." She replied with an eyebrow raised. I realized that it reminded me of the puzzle, too. Did his have mystical powers like this one?

"Should we go in, then?" Bakura piped up. I jumped along with Alison, forgetting he'd been there with me. I turned around and opened my mouth to say "yes" when Alison let go of me and approached him. With her height, she had to look up at him as she proceeded to open up a can of 'who the hell do you think you are' on his British behind.

"Who the hell do you think you are? I don't know what goes on in England, but here, kidnapping is a federal offense and could land you some seriously long time in jail, mister! How dare you hurt my friend!" I had to give Alison some respect points. She doesn't blow up on people like that unless they've seriously pissed her off.

I felt a little bad. I didn't want to stop Alison because I didn't want her to think anything badly about him. She might think he made me say it. But Bakura ultimately hadn't done anything wrong, either. As I watched the scene unfold, I noticed Bakura trying not to interrupt her accusations. "And another thing—"

"You're right." He suddenly cut in. Both Ali and I let out a "wha?" and he rolled his eyes.

"I said you're right. I took Violet home with me and some strange events unfolded. If we could all step inside I could explain everything to both you, Alison, and to the cops, who seem to think I've done much worse than you're accusing me of."

I was thoroughly impressed. Bakura could've very well told her off and went home. I was taken care of and alive, it didn't matter what he did anymore. But he put his foot down and shut everyone up as politely and firmly as possible.

We all stepped inside and immediately the lady at the front desk recognized me. In a matter of minutes the police and several reporters were swarming the three of us.

Bakura was cuffed and taken into interrogation, which made me feel horrible, again. I bet he'd regretted ever meeting me as I was escorted into my own interrogation room. Alison was probably being asked questions, too. I sat down in a chair and a nice-looking young man entered with another guy, an older cop. I figured they'd to that good and bad cop thing I always saw on tv.

"Miss Rose, my name is Demetre Sikuyo. I'd like you to answer some questions for us, but I'd like you to know, you're not in trouble and are free to leave any time you wish. It'd be much appreciated if you'd stay, however." I nodded my understanding and stood up.

"Okay, bye!" I smiled and turned for the door. The taller cop stood in front of it and glared at me.

"Just like that? You don't want to bust the guy who kidnapped you?" he asked me. I laughed hard, a little harder than I should have, and held on to the table as I tried to compose myself.

"Oh, boys. Sit down, I need to explain some things to you. Right after you take of Bakura's cuffs."

"So Bakura's his name." Demetre muttered, then turned and spoke code into the walkie talkie on his shoulder. Those things always confused me. Were they too lazy to reach down and pluck the thing outta their pockets? "Okay, no more cuffs. May we continue?"

I nodded and smiled. "Of course."

Half an hour later, I stopped talking and took a sip of the water that had been granted to me. "That's when I ended the call and Bakura drove me here." I concluded, leaving out the part where I dreamt about the mystical ring around my neck, which I found the duo staring at a few times. I was thankful it hadn't flashed away from me and over to where Bakura was, which would've raised huge questions for sure.

"What about that necklace?" Demetre inquired, scribbling down everything I had said in his notebook. "It's…awful big, isn't it?" "It's Bakura's." I replied honestly. "I hadn't realized until we arrived here that I was still wearing it. He was showing me his collection of Egyptian artifacts his father had sent him during his archeological trips and let me put it on." It wasn't exactly a lie. I did look at his little exhibit, and he did explain where they came from. It just didn't happen at the same time. And we were panicking at the necklace for a while before he calmed down enough to talk about its history.

The second cop snorted. "Sounds like you got the grand tour. Any other 'special places' you explored while you were over there?" "The cameras in here record all of this, right?" I asked. Demetre nodded, a little confused. "I think you boys' commanding official would be interested in Bad Cop's snarky interjections. There are penalties for harassing a willing interrogatie, too. You're not above the law."

"That's not even a word!" "Exhibit A. I know my rights, officer. I think you should do some research on yours one more time."

"That's all the questions we have for now, Ms. Rose." Interrupted Officer Sikuyo, trying to avoid a fight. "We'll call you if we have more we need to ask you." I stood and smoothed my jeans. "And Bakura?" "We're comparing your stories now. We have to hold him until we go through all the information we've received." He explained, standing with me. "You're welcome to see him—"

"Lead the way. If I see handcuffs I'll start slapping people."

One of the shorter chapters. Writer's block I kill you!

I like the snippy side of Violet. Don't you? :D

Demetre and Violet are mine. Alison belongs to AliAmiUmi, Yari belongs to InvaderBekk, yadda yadda yadda yadda.

Shut up and take my fanfiction!

-Sneaky