Dear Ami,

It had been a couple days since I had started taking care of Amu. Yes, it's been very interesting, and sometimes it becomes too painful. I can't say everything's been all peachy since I've got here, but I have managed to get my clothes back. She also hasn't noticed the notes I've been leaving up here. That saves us from arguing. You really need to come back home, she really misses you.

~Ikuto~

Sighing, I taped the note next to some random banana shaped one Amu put yesterday and left the room. When I got downstairs, I saw Amu putting on her shoes.

"Where are you going?"

"Work."

"We've been over this, you can't do anything related to work until you're nightmares are gone."

"They are gone, Ikuto."

"You had one last night," I mumbled.

"So, it comes every once in a while. Ikuto, I really need to see who shot first."

I thought about denying it. There was no need for her to go back, but then again her eyes had me agreeing.

"I'm driving though."

"Whatever."

~At Work~

The minute Amu opened the glass door, there was a large commotion. Actually, it was the minute Suzuki screamed Amu's name, a crowd appeared. Rima, Nagi, and Kain were one of the first people out. Kukai followed shortly after, and then a hoard of other officers. Not wanting to be caught up in the midst of this, I leaned back on the wall; my arms crossed over my chest, watching the scene unfold.

"Amu, what happened out there!" shouted one officer.

"You know what happened!" replied another.

"Is this your first failed case?"

Frowning, I pulled myself away from the wall, grabbed Amu's hand and pulled her away from the crowd. With a tilt of my head, I motioned for the three of them to follow us, while Kukai helped control the crowd. I ushered them into my office.

"What a couple of jackasses!" exclaimed Rima the moment we were inside.

"Rima-

"Nagi, I know you agree with me. Who the hell says those kinds of things after what happened?"

"It's fine," announced Amu.

Rima immediately turned and wrapped her arms Amu.

"What happened to you?"

Amu turned her head and looked at me. When I gave her a small nod, she turned back to Rima and explained everything.

"You almost killed yourself?" repeated the young blonde for what seemed to be the hundredth time.

"She's explained already," answered Kain.

"I'm sorry for making you guys worry and not telling you anything, but I came back for one reason. Kain, do you guys have any idea who fired the first shot?"

Kain turned to her, and just stared into her eyes. Sighing, he shook his head.

"No one is willing to investigate. We however have couple people from our station cooperating, but it's not enough. We need the chief of police to cooperate as well."

"Oh."

She walked up to the door and opened it half way.

"Listen, I know you guys are concerned for me, but can I have just a moment to myself in my office?"

"Yeah, go ahead Amu."

Amu POV

It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair to them at all. How can they not be interested to investigate at all? My eyes burned as I walked to my long abandoned office. Just as I opened the door, someone cleared their throat. Turning around, I saw a familiar face. The man had brown hair and these piercing gray eyes. It was when he smiled however, when I recognized him. It was the man from a while ago, when I first had begun working here. We met when I was getting Ikuto coffee.

"Haven't seen you in a while," he said.

"Work," I replied with a nonchalant shrug.

"I told you not to disappoint me…"

"Have I?"

"No."

With that he turned and strode away. I walked into my office to see all my things still lying there. Might as well take everything back home, I thought. I grabbed my bag and began placing in the miscellaneous items I had taken out. Satisfied, I sat down and began searching the internet if there was any news on the Karyn and Anju case. There was not a single site or article posted about the case.

The only other people who actually knew about the case were the witnesses standing there, the police from the small town we did the case in, and the people from our building. Maybe I could get permission from Tsukasa to question the chief of police. When I stood up to leave, I noticed something sparkling on my desk. Curious, I bent down to see a small shard of sapphire left over.

I stared at it for a little bit, taking in no recognition. Then I remembered – the necklace. I quickly drew out the drawer where I kept the necklace. It wasn't there. Panic began ripping at my throat. I had left it in the drawer, I was positive I had. Frantically, I began searching all over my desk, and even around my office. It was no use, the necklace was gone.

Frowning, I slid open the drawer once more. It couldn't be possible for someone to sneak into my office and steal my necklace could it? I walked out of my office and into Ikuto's where everyone was now gathered – including Kukai.

"Are you good?" asked Ikuto raising his brow.

"Yeah…hey is it possible for someone to get into my office?"

"Only certain people have a key," explained Kukai. "Tsukasa has one, the janitor has one, and Ikuto got one after getting SWAT training."

"Speaking of SWAT," began Rima, "Ikuto, don't you have some sort of fancy mission to do?"

"I'm off duty until I finish baby sitting Amu."

I didn't hear them though; my thoughts were still on the necklace.

"Is there a problem Amu?" asked Kukai.

"I just lost something that's all."

"What is it; maybe we can help you find it?"

I couldn't let them know, especially not Ikuto, that I still had the gift he gave me for Christmas.

"It's nothing really."

"Then there's really no need to look for it."

"Yeah…"

Kukai got up and went to join the little argument Rima and Ikuto were having about SWAT missions. Maybe it was sign, I thought watching them. Maybe it was a sign to start over.

~Later~

"The plan was not for you to go work," scowled Ikuto, his attention on the road.

"That was the plan until I found out there were no suspects. Besides the matter, Tsukasa's already agreed."

"That old man needs to learn how to listen."

As we pulled to a stoplight, Ikuto pulled out a cigarette, cupped his hands over the lighter and blew out a smoke. Frowning, I rolled down my window.

"You're smoking habits are weird," I stated once we started driving again.

"How so?"

"Well for starters, you don't smoke everyday."

"Do you want me to kill myself?"

"Then I thought you'd smoke whenever you're in a bad mood – that would be almost everyday. But that's not the case either."

"I think the phrase you're looking for is that I smoke whenever I feel like it."

I shrugged and looked out my window. I would never admit to him, that him smoking was so comforting to me. Strange, because I detested the smell. But I just closed my eyes, and leaned back, I'd know I'd be safe.

Not long after, Ikuto pulled up to the police station. He crushed his cigarette on the floor, and came to my door.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked as I got out of the car.

"Yeah."

The two of us walked side by side into the station.

"Excuse me; I need to see the Chief."

The receptionist looked up and raised an eyebrow.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"I'm Amu Hinamori. My boss, Tsukasa, called your Chief for an appointment."

"Fine. You may go."

When I didn't move, the receptionist looked up with an expression that was a mix of boredom and frustration.

"Yes?"

"Where is his office?" I asked.

"Go ask that man in the uniform with the shaggy brown hair."

I grabbed Ikuto by the arm and led him away.

"I am so glad we have Suzuki."

"Even the SWAT secretaries are friendlier," he agreed.

I walked up to the officer the secretary had pointed out earlier.

"I need to see the Chief."

"Listen, I would, but you need an appointment."

"I have one. The lady over there said to come to you. If you don't believe me, you can talk to her."

He took one glance at her and shuddered.

"I'm good. Right this way."

The man led us to the Chief's room, which wasn't too far away from the entrance of the building. When we walked into his room, the Chief was talking on the phone. He ushered Ikuto and I to take a seat on the couches placed in front of his desk. He mumbled a rough 'goodbye' and put the phone down.

"How can I help you two?"

"I'm Amu Hinamori – I'm the negotiator from the case with the two little girls, Karyn and Anju."

"Ah yes, I remember you. A shame the case failed. I've also heard that you've been staying home lately…too traumatized are you?"

From the corner of my eye, I saw Ikuto's eyes turn dark.

"About that, my job is to save people – to talk them out of killing themselves or to let go of hostages."

"Yes, I know."

"You're job on that day, was to listen to me when I told you to make sure your men did not take out their weapons. Two people have died because of your careless mistake."

"Hold up for just a minute, little lady. Just how can you be so sure it was my men and not yours?"

"We only had a handful of men on the scene – at least seven or eight in total. When I walked out the front door with Karyn and Anju, there weren't seven or eight bullets flying towards us, there were at least a dozen or two shooting in a wide range spectrum."

"What do you want?" he snarled.

"Which one of your men fired first?"

"None of them. Pardon me when I say this, but you have no right to accuse my men of killing."

"I'm not accusing your men of killing. I'm not even looking for the person who killed the girls, because it would be impossible to find out. I want to know who fired the first bullet, because after than everyone else followed suit."

"My men did not disobey your orders."

"You're lying!" I shouted, getting out of my seat.

"There is no reason for me to lie."

I paused for a second, letting the pent up anger dissolve away.

"I want for you to question any of the men who were on team on that night. I'll be back tomorrow for a report. There might someone who saw what happened."

"I-

"You'll have it done," I answered before leaving the room.

"You were pretty harsh on him," said Ikuto.

"It's for Karyn and Anju."

~Later~

When we got home, I immediately ran upstairs and into my room. I began going through my entire desk for the necklace. When it wasn't there, I checked every single drawer in my vanity. Then I checked my closet and my bed. I even when as far to checking every single pocket in my clothes to make sure I hadn't stuffed the pendant in there then forgotten about it. But I ended up receiving the same scenario as I had at my office. The necklace was nowhere to be seen. I sat balled up on my bed. My mind was thinking at a crazy rate. Where was the necklace? Who fired the first shot? Was it an accident or someone who deliberately wanted them dead? I then remembered the old woman at the convenience store who was rooting for Ryu. At the same time, there was a knock at my door.

"Come in."

Ikuto walked in and leaned on the doorway.

"I'm going to go out. Do you want to come?"

"Where?"

"Well, I was going to go visit Ami. I haven't seen her face in a while, and I figured I'd drop off the flowers Mrs. Sato gave to us yesterday."

"I'm coming."

At the Hospital

I walked up the reception area and signed in my name. The nurses already recognized my face, as well as Ikuto's face. I placed the vase of bluebells on the table near Ami's bed before taking a seat next to her. I took a hold of her hand.

"Ami, please wake up soon. Everyone and I miss you very dearly. Please."

When nothing happened, I looked down at my lap. From behind me, Ikuto gently ruffled my head.

"Amu…is…that…y-you?"