I'M SO SORRY I HAVEN'T POSTED IN SO LONG! I've been so busy with work lately...
Right guys, I think this story is going to end at around 15 chapters. Maybe 16 or 17. But I have some ideas for a sequel, so it may not necessarily be over for good...
Oh yeah... this chapter may have some spoilers for Breaking Dawn Part 2... so if you don't want to read those, skip from the start of L's perspective for the second time, until the line starting with 'After the movie'.
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note. L wouldn't have died if I did :D
Tasha
As promised, Agent Norman rang me about 12 hours after to explain the plan. When I heard it, I was initially a little horrified, although I didn't tell her as much. I inwardly winced when she talked about his punishment.
"Obviously just giving him the death penalty won't be enough. The man needs to die but... painfully," she said sinisterly.
"That sounds about right." I struggled to keep my voice from wobbling.
Agent 2 was silent for a moment.
And then she delivered a ray of sunshine that I'd never seen coming.
"Actually... as your reward for delivering him to us on a silver platter, I'll leave his punishment up to you. I trust that you will make him suffer, after he what he did to your happiness."
I was shocked.
"It would be my pleasure but... are you sure that I'm the right person to decide?" I asked humbly, praying that she wouldn't change her mind.
Luckily, Christina had never been one to change her mind once it was made up.
"Of course you are. You're the only one of us who had the opportunity to get close to him, and you took it without a second thought. The privilege, is yours."
"Thank you, ma'am," I stammered, not believing the chance that was in front of me. With a responsibility like this, I would be able to access him 24 hours a day after he was apprehended. I could help him escape!
"Agent 2 out." And she hung up.
L
Something wasn't quite right with Tasha. She seemed... on edge, nervous, like she was anticipating something bad to happen. She'd been like that for the last 2 days.
"Tasha, are you alright?" I asked her one night.
"Yes. Why wouldn't I be?"
"You seem... I don't know... jumpy?" I was cautious.
"Nope, I'm fine," she assured me. But I could tell differently.
"You're lying," I said passively. She went to object, but I cut her off. "It doesn't matter. I'm sure you have you're reasons, I just wish you felt you could share them with me."
"I'm sorry L. It's just... tomorrow's the anniversary of Daniel's death and..."
I took her in my arms.
"Would you like the day off tomorrow?" I whispered.
"No, no. That wouldn't be fair to everyone, not when we're so close to capturing Child-Kira."
"Then I'll give everyone the day off. We can do something normal for a change. Maybe we could go on a date. See a movie or something...?"
I watched a smile slowly spread on her face.
"I'd like that," she whispered.
"Then I shall have Watari make it so. Unfortunately, as I am the current owner of the Death Note, Ryuk will have to come too."
"Can't you transfer ownership for the day?" She asked, her smile fading now.
"I'd rather not. Too complicated for one day."
She sighed.
"So it's three of us. Why am I getting the feeling Ryuk's going to be acting like a chaperone the whole time?"
"Because you know him better than I do. Better than all of us," I pointed out.
She was quiet for a moment.
"Yippee for me," she whispered under her breath, probably intending for me not to hear.
Tasha
I tiptoed out at 2am to call Agent 2 to confirm the beginning of the plan.
"Congratulations, you've played your part well. Keep it up for tomorrow."
"Of course," I agreed, inwardly reluctant.
"If all goes well, we will have the world's greatest detective apprehended within a day."
The next day was really nice, despite L's impending doom lingering over me like a bad smell. We went and saw Breaking Dawn Part 2 [A/N: Sorry guy's, it was the first movie that came to my mind] which was funny, because even though L hadn't seen any of the Twilight films before, he was able to use his deductive reasoning and figured out what had happened in the last 4 movies within the first 30 minutes of the movie starting.
I wondered whether sitting like he did would help me figure out how the hell I was going to free him once he'd been captured. I tried it. A lot of things came to my mind. I could easily just run with him right now. But then they'd track my phone. So I could smash my phone. But then they'd put me on the FBI's most wanted list and we'd never be able to leave the country. Running was out.
After about 10 minutes, it became uncomfortable. I realised it wasn't doing me any good, so why should I ache over it? I returned to my normal sitting position. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw L smirk a little.
Punk thinks I can't hold myself huh? I thought, a little annoyed. We'll see about that. He'll be at my mercy soon enough.
I stopped that train of thought as soon as it started. I was supposed to be concentrating on helping L, not condeming him. But as much as I denied it, a little part of me was eager to watch his pain, to exploit it, to throw it in his face. Thank goodness that part of me was deeply buried by the fact that I loved him.
But you loved Daniel too.
Whether I loved Daniel or not was irrelevant. He was gone, my past. L was future.
You hope.
L
I really didn't understand why everyone was so shocked when Aro ripped off Carlisle's head, and then feeling relieved when they found out it was just a vision of the possible future. It was obviously only going to be a vision - these sorts of movies always had a happy ending. Maybe not for the Denali clan, but for the Cullens' obviously. If Carlisle had died they just wouldn't be the same.
But I watched as Tasha gasped in shock, and sighed in relief. Maybe there was something too it - shock. Maybe it gave everyone a kick in life. Maybe that's why I found everything boring that I understood easily. Nothing shocked me anymore.
After the movie we went and had lunch at a local McDonald's. I ate about five different McFlurrys and three soft serve cones. The McCafe was all out of chocolate cake sadly. I asked for them to put a fresh strawberry on top of one of my McFlurrys, but the guy serving us just laughed and asked if I was kidding. Tasha stepped in and said that I was a bit of a clown sometimes.
"You can't just do that Luke," she whispered to me after we'd sat down. We'd decided to give me a common name - calling me L out in public wasn't the best idea, even if it was my real name. Of course Tasha didn't know about that part, but she agreed that it wasn't a good idea. Luke seemed common enough.
"Why not?" I pouted.
"Humans don't seem to have fresh fruit in places like this," Ryuk butt in. "They don't even have any apples! I snuck into the kitchens to check."
"Ryuk..." Tasha sighed. She pulled an apple out of her bag. "I guess it's a good thing I brought this. No!" She pulled it out of his reach when he tried to grab it. "Come into the Ladies Room. You can eat it there."
"Fine," He grumbled.
"We'll be back," she mumbled to me, touching my shoulder affectionately before leaving.
Tasha
I went in and locked myself in a cubicle. Ryuk just floated in through the door.
"Here's your apple," I muttered, handing it over and pulling out my phone.
"Yum!" Ryuk exclaimed and bit into it eagerly. Whilst chewing, he asked: "What are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing?" I snapped, putting the phone to my ear. "Quit chewing will ya? They can still hear you."
The phone dialed, and someone picked up.
"Agent 47."
"Kathryn? It's Natasha. What are you doing on this mission?"
"Nat, everyone is on this mission. It's the biggest chance we've had since the creation of the Special Unit."
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah. Anyway, the target is in position."
"Good. Stay out of sight for this Nat. It could get ugly."
"I never planned to present myself. Guess what L? I've been a part of an FBI team scheming to bring you down all along. Not gonna happen."
"It'll have to eventually."
Pain struck me in the core of my being. She was right. I'd have to face him as his enemy eventually.
"Shouldn't you be getting ready?" I pushed past the lump in my throat.
"Yeah. Guess I'll see you soon. Bye."
She hung up, and I dropped the phone. There was a loud noise, but I doubted it broke. Nokia's were as easy to break as diamond.
"What was that about?" Ryuk asked, chewing again.
"It's started," I said.
CLIFFHANGER! DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNNNNNN
Sorryyyyyyyy couldn't help myself.
Anyways, the next chapter should be coming up right after this one, so it isn't much of a wait...
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