Chapter 2

"Sh-she *sniff* was my *sniff* b-b-best *sniff* friend," the black-haired man broke into a loud sob. Beca just stood there, not knowing how to react. 'Please stop crying, please stop crying, please stop crying' Beca chanted in her head, wanting nothing more than to escape the interrogation room. She didn't know what else to do so she asked another question.

"What was Sarah's past like? What job did she have? Is there anyone that would've wanted to hurt her?"

Tears rolling down his cheek, eyes puffy and red, he replied.

"Sarah didn't usually talk about her family. They were cold and distant. She only ever talked about them once, when her parents had sent her a letter, informing her that they wanted her to change her name so they wouldn't be labelled as family. It broke Sarah and that night was really tough for her. But she stuck it out. Like she always did," the guy was tall and masculine and you wouldn't expect him to be friends with someone like Sarah. They were like a big middle finger to stereotypes.

"And her jobs?"

"Sarah used to work in the army as a doctor. She only stopped when one day, she was treating a wounded soldier and they were attacked. By a single guy with a gun. Not even a good gun. Just a prick. The patient died and was shot multiple times but Sarah survived. And she got a lot of shit for it. People saying she should have put the soldier first and should've gotten him to safety. It was only that big of a deal because it was the governor's son. And Sarah didn't deal with it well. She started hating herself. She just worked and worked and worked. She barely ever talked. But we got through her barriers and we got to know her. That's when she changed and became who she used to be. I guess the people who gave her all that crap for what happened over a decade ago could have hurt her. I just miss her so much ya know?" and he looked up at Beca with puppy dog eyes and Beca felt a pang in her heart, this guy must be so distraught.

"Thank very much for your time, Mr…?"

"Kolan." The guy said with a said smile.

"Mr Kolan. We're working hard on this and I just want to assure that I'm doing everything I can to bring these guys down." Beca said and patted the guy's shoulder. She could tell he needed it.

"Thanks. I hope you catch these motherfuckers." Mr. Kolan said.

"We will, don't worry" and Beca guided him out of the interrogation room.

Finally, the last goddamn doctor of the day. Usually, Beca would want to get the questions over and done with quickly but she knew the last doctor. Well when she said she 'knew her' she actually meant 'she's really fucking beautiful and I like her and I hope she doesn't hate me and wow, calm down Mitchell'. It was the redhead from this morning. And hell, was she nervous.

She opened the door and saw the redhead sat there, headphones on, staring out of the window. Beca smirked at the sight. Yeah, music. This chick was cool.

Beca walked up to her and tapped her shoulder. The woman jumped up in shock and removed her headphones, Beca apologising all the while.

"I'm Detective Beca Mitchell. I'm really sorry you've been waiting so long," Beca motioned towards the coffee machine. "Want anything?" Beca asked, smiling slightly.

"I'm good thanks." the woman spoke. 'God, even her voice is sexy' she thought to herself. Beca opened the door to the interrogation room and the doctor followed her inside.

"Was anything weird about Sarah lately? Did she seem distant at all?" Beca asked curiously. It was going well and she'd gotten some decent answers from the redhead.

"No, actually. Now you mention it there was someone who was acting odd. Noah, the handyman seemed really strange lately. Normally, we'd chat about his family and stuff like that. But he didn't talk at all yesterday. He just kept apologising under his breath. Also, he stayed late yesterday and Sarah was found dead in the early morning. Oh God, what if he killed her? Holy shit." Chloe (she told Beca her name, Chloe Beale.) spoke, her eyes wide open in realisation.

"That's, wow. Do you want my job? You seem to be doing it better than me," Beca joked making Chloe laugh. "But in all seriousness, is there any place where you keep your personal stuff? Lockers or something like that?"

Chloe nodded. "On the second floor there's a locker room for the doctors, interns and cleaners."

"Thanks, Dr. Beale. That's all for now but we may need you some more later." Chloe took out a piece of paper and wrote a number on it. Wait, what the fuck was happening?

"I was, uh, well, I like you, so, um, here's my number." Chloe said nervously, scratching the back of her neck.

"Thanks," Beca wrote her own down. "I like you too." Beca winked and the two left the interrogation room.

I was thinking about adding a little bit of either Staubrey or Jaubrey. I couldn't really decide so I decided to ask you guys. Voting will end 09/07/15 so review and add what ship you want.

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