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Chapter 2: A set up
An hour later Aubrey was sitting in her office, alone, finally having shaken off Chloe. She loved the girl like her sister, but she could be really persistent when she wanted. And now was not really the time to test Aubrey's patience. She had too much on her mind. Aubrey got a copy of the sketch Jessica made out of Beca's description and also a copy of the case file. By now everyone was full on busy with the case. They on purpose left the rest of the girls out of the case, the five of them were enough for now. And if all the girls except for Fat Amy were on the case, it would be suspicious. And they didn't have enough work for nine agents, anyway.
Aubrey had the sketch of the killer in her hands and was looking at it intently. She could not believe that what Beca told them was true, the description is exactly like their Amy, only with brown hair. It made Aubrey mad, hurt and confused at the same time. Nothing ever indicated that Amy could be the killing type. After a few minutes of contemplating this all in her mind, making up theories and piecing together the case there was a knock on the already open door.
''Come in'' she looked up.
''We have found a common thing between the victims'' Stacie's head came around the door opening.
''Let me hear it'' Aubrey stood up and followed her fellow agent.
''So after searching all the names of our victims through every database we have, we found one common thing'' Cynthia told Aubrey who sat down beside her behind the desk.
Cynthia and Stacie were more the computer geniuses of their team. They found out that Stacie was really good with technology, computers, hacking and stuff like that. And Stacie learned her partner, Cynthia, the tricks of it and from that moment on information traveled back to the team a thousand times faster than before.
''And what is the common thing'' Aubrey asked, nervously waiting for the answer.
''Amy'' Stacie sighed.
''No'' Aubrey said.
''Not gonna lie, we had the same reaction'' Cynthia shook her head in disbelief. ''But apparently every victim has some kind of connection with Fat Amy''.
''We also realized that every new victim was closer to Amy then the one before them'' Cynthia added.
''Like here we have our first victim, Nick Jones, 21. College student. Was Amy's partner last year for one of her classes, but they were friends outside of college too'' Stacie picked up the printed file.
''Then we have Mia Nelson, 22, also a college student. Amy was best friends with her until she caught the girl stealing from her'' Stacie continued listing of the victims.
''And our third victim, James Austin, 24, worked as an engineer'' Stacie said. ''He turns out to be a boyfriend from three years ago. Remember that guy Amy was with for about two months, our freshmen year.''
''I remember'' Aubrey nod, she was really annoyed by the guy. Always making Amy late for practice and saying that she shouldn't listen to that bitch leading the Bellas. Aubrey was happy the moment Amy told them she dumped the guy.
''And then we have the two from tonight Max Locking, 23, and Jennifer Dane, 20'' Cynthia said. ''They were a couple, meaning that one of them was probably just a victim of opportunity. The killer probably couldn't leave that one behind, in fear of getting caught''.
''What were they to Amy'' Aubrey asked, her voice quieter then before now. Things were worse then she thought.
''Max nothing except for being one of her friends boyfriend, like I said a victim of opportunity'' Stacie answered. ''But Jennifer has actually a long history with Amy''.
''What do you mean'' Aubrey asked.
''Jennifer turns out to be a friend from Australia, she and Max were on vacation here to visit Fat Amy'' Stacie explained. ''The girls knew each other since kindergarten, fell out a bit through high school, but picked up their friendship again when Amy moved here for college''.
Calling around to get information about their victims, was sometimes a really great idea. Parents, family and friends will do anything to get the one who killed their loved ones, behind bars. So all the information they could give, they gave.
''This doesn't make any sense'' Aubrey said. ''Why would Amy kill her friends especially one she knew from childhood''.
''Mia I get with stealing and stuff, though killing does seems too far'' Cynthia said.
''All the leads, lead us to Amy, but it doesn't make sense at all at the same time'' Aubrey let out a frustrated sigh. ''I want a copy from all the things you found on my desk in fifteen'' she added as she stood up.
''Good job, by the way'' Aubrey let out a sad smile before disappearing from the room.
''I swear if Fat Amy is doing this, then it'll break the team'' Cynthia said.
''I think everyone will personally give her a piece of mind'' Stacie let out a snort.
''But I agree with Posen, some things don't add up'' Cynthia told her partner.
''I agree'' Stacie nod. ''Do you think that's why Aubrey hasn't ordered us to get a warrant to arrest Amy, yet''.
''I do'' Cynthia replied. ''I think she wants to figure it out first before alarming the team and Fat Amy''.
''Alright, I'm gonna print these files and give a copy to Aubrey'' Stacie said, before getting back to work.
''Can we talk'' Beca heard from behind her.
''Yeah'' Beca replied not turning around. After a few hours of being down there she needed fresh air, things got a bit too much.
''This is a set up right'' Beca desperately asked as she looked at the woman who sat down beside her. ''Or a misunderstanding''.
''I can't give you a proper answer to that'' Aubrey sighed, her hands stuffed into her jacket pockets. ''I wish I could, but I can't''.
''What do we tell Fat Amy'' Beca asked.
''With what we have we actually need to arrest her, right now'' Aubrey replied, looking straight forward, not wanting to see the reaction of her friend.
''We can't do that'' Beca protested, turning on the bench to face Aubrey.
''We can'' Aubrey let her head fall, her gaze landing on the ground.
''Jesus'' Beca breathed out.
''You know we need Amy in the interrogation room'' Aubrey said matter of fact. ''It's the only way of solving this case''.
''I know'' Beca said defeated, she knew that if Amy was there and the killer striked again, they had proof that Fat Amy wasn't the one doing this. That it is all a set up or misunderstanding and someone else wants to probably make Amy go to jail, so they could get away with what they did.
''So what do we do'' Beca asked, after a minute of silence from both.
''We're not gonna officially arrest her, that is too cruel if it turns out that she's not our killer'' Aubrey replied. ''What we do need to do is bring her here. She's been on this case with you from the beginning, so she knows all about it. If she turns out to be our killer, we know why we never caught her''.
''This doesn't sound like her at all'' Beca said. ''We know she's brilliant, that's why we have her in our team, but this.''
''Sometimes people can be deceiving'' Aubrey sighed. She self didn't want to give in to the fact that they might have to bring one of their own to jail.
''Alright, we're not gonna sit around and let this happen right'' Beca stood up, a determind look covering her face. ''What's the next step''.
''You're right'' Aubrey nod, standing up too. ''First we bring Amy here, we make up a timeline and check her alibis for all the murders''.
An hour and a half later Aubrey, Chloe and Beca were gathered behind the tinted glass of the interrogation room, with Fat Amy on the other side. They found the girl wandering around campus, fully dressed, making it suspicious.
Aubrey had sent Stacie and Cynthia to Amy and Beca's dormroom to check through her stuff. To find anything that might help their case. While they took a protesting Amy to the bureau. All three girls' hearts growing heavier with the minute.
''Guys this isn't funny anymore'' Fat Amy called out through the empty room. Her hands were cuffed to the table, because she wouldn't sit down. And no one was telling her anything, so she got pretty annoyed. ''I know I've done some pranks on you girls in the last few years, but nothing this outrageous''.
''Shouldn't we at least tell her something'' Chloe said, looking to the Australian through the tinted window.
''We have to wait for the medical file from the victims, and on what Stacie and Cynthia might find'' Aubrey replied. She too found it hard to leave the other girl so alone in that room. But a suspect is a suspect, and in this case Amy is theirs right now. She couldn't make exceptions, she already did actually.
''I'll check the lab again for messages about that medical file'' Chloe said, before walking out of the room leaving the two girls alone.
''Is there something you want to tell'' Beca asked, eying up the blonde woman beside her. It was about ten minutes since Chloe left and Aubrey's eyes hadn't left the girl on the otherside for one second since they brought her in, and Beca got a feeling something was up with Aubrey.
''What do you mean'' Aubrey asked unsure of where her friend wanted to go with this.
''About you and Amy'' Beca rolled her eyes.
''There's nothing with me and Amy'' Aubrey replied, just as the door got opened roughly and a very angry looking Bumper walked in.
''What do you think you're doing'' Bumper got close to Aubrey's face. He just heard about fifteen minutes ago that Fat Amy was arrested, because they found her guilty of murder.
''What'' Aubrey looked a bit scared, she may be taller then the guy but he still came over pretty strong.
''Why have you arrested Amy'' He asked, standing back a bit now, realizing that the blonde infront of him was getting scared of him.
''We have many leads that indicate that Amy is our killer'' Aubrey told him. Now that Beca heard someone say it outloud, it became more real for her. Aubrey shared a quick look with Beca and knew what she felt.
''Amy would never murder, you know that'' Bumper shook his head, not believing what Aubrey was saying. He knew that he wasn't always nice to the other team, but that's because there has always been rivalry between the two teams. But he had a hard time believing that Amy would turn out to be a killer.
''Why don't you let us do our jobs, and we can figure out what the truth is'' Aubrey said, she too wanted to believe badly that this was all a misunderstanding. But they have leads, too many leads, leading towards Amy.
''I'm helping you'' Bumper said, he knew he had a team to lead just like Aubrey, but he can't leave Amy like that. She may not be his girlfriend anymore, but she was still too important to him to leave her like that. ''I will call in my team and we can for once share a case''.
''We're not gonna do that'' Aubrey immediately protested. ''Just because she's your ex-girlfriend, doesn't mean you can take over this case''.
''I don't want to take over this case, I just want to help'' Bumper called out.
''You're still in love with her, aren't you'' Bumper heard from behind him, making him turn around. He looked at the brunette and Beca let out a laugh at the cluelessness on his face.
''Admit it, you're not over her'' Beca said with a knowing smile. She knew that both Amy and Bumper weren't over each other, but they were too stubborn to admit it. For some reason they broke up about two months ago, and Beca couldn't understand why they did, and Amy wasn't telling her either.
''I'm not commenting on that'' Bumper said nonchalant, he didn't want to come over as that kind of guy that still wasn't over the girl even after months of seperation.
The door was opened again and this time Chloe walked in, surprised to see Bumper there with them. Aubrey turned away from the scene infront of her and to Chloe. Beca shook her head at Bumper, before turning her attention to her collegue too.
''I got the medical file, and got a call from Stacie that they're on their way back'' Chloe told the two girls. ''And from the way Stacie was talking things look good for Amy''.
''Did they find anything'' Aubrey bit her lip, hoping that they hadn't.
''Nope'' Chloe smiled, her eyes dropping to the tinted window. Things were looking up for their friend if her alibis checked out.
''I'm going in'' Aubrey said as she took the medical file from Chloe and the case file from Beca.
''I'm coming in with you'' Bumper immediately said, reaching forward to stop Aubrey from walking into the room.
''I don't think that's a good idea'' Aubrey said, her usual stern demeanor back.
''Why not'' Bumper frowned.
''She's your ex'' Aubrey replied. ''If anything you're the one she can mislead the most, if she turns out to be our killer. You're just too close to her''.
''And you're not'' Bumper raised an eyebrow. He knew that the tall blonde had a thing for his ex, and that the two had some weird close friendship with each other.
''No, I'm not'' Aubrey tilted her chin up, masking her feelings.
''Whatever'' Bumper scoffed, folding his arms, letting himself fall against the wall behind him.
''Chloe keep me updated'' Aubrey said to her partner. ''And if Stacie and Cynthia are here, tell them to take a look at the evidence in the lab''.
''I will'' Chloe nod, looking from Aubrey to Bumper and back. Confusion overtaking her.
Aubrey gave her collegues one last look before disappearing to the other side of the window, closing the door behind her. Aubrey avoided eye contact with Amy until she sat down across from her, at the table, both files still in her hand, a firm grip holding them pressed together. Fat Amy looked up when she heard a chair scrape over the stone ground. Her hands were still cuffed to the table, and an annoyed look was now covering her face. She has been in this interrogation room for what felt like an hour, but could be two too, and she really was done with it. If this was a joke then they really took it too far.
''Jesus Aubrey, couldn't you think of another prank to play on me'' Amy mocked. ''This isn't funny anymore.''
''This is not a prank'' Aubrey replied, making eye contact for the first time with the blonde across from her.
''Then what is this, because I don't get it'' Amy looked confused.
''Maybe you can tell us more'' Aubrey said, trying her hardest to keep emotions out of her voice. Though it was hard.
Aubrey opened up the case files and laid it out infront of the girl. A neat line of crime scene photos now covering the tabletop.
''Isn't this from our case'' Amy raised an eyebrow, as she looked on at the familiar crime scenes. She only didn't recognize the last one.
''That's correct'' Aubrey nod.
''From when is this'' Amy pointed with her right cuffed hand to the last photo.
''10.40 pm, tonight''.
''Wait, what'' Amy's head shot up. ''Why didn't anyone tell me that there was a lead''.
''Agent Mitchell did, she called you'' Aubrey said. ''She even left a message after you didn't pick up''.
''I couldn't pick up, because my phone died down a few hours ago'' Fat Amy said, clearing that part of the situation up.
''Why didn't you tell us that this was a personal case'' Aubrey asked, ignoring the last comment. She wanted to know badly why Amy didn't say anything. It wasn't like the girl didn't know, that these victims were all related to her.
''Because it was personal'' Amy defended herself. ''I wanted to be objective, just like you always say. That's why I didn't say anything, to keep my professional and private life apart''.
''You should've, because you made it a lot harder for us and yourself'' Aubrey told her.
''What, why'' Fat Amy asked. ''I didn't do anything to make it harder, I just did my job''.
''Amy take a good look at this picture and say what you see'' Aubrey asked the girl as she got the sketch of the killer out of the file. Laying it down right infront of her.
''That looks like someone thought it was funny to draw me'' She snorted.
''Good that you find it funny, because we don't'' Aubrey said. ''This is the description Beca gave Jessica to draw''.
''Why would she give her my description'' Amy furrowed her brows.
''Because Beca stood eye to eye with the killer'' Aubrey replied, hoping that her friend got what she meant by that.
''So you got the killer'' Amy said slowly, not knowing where she wanted to go with this.
''Well if it's you, then yeah we got the killer'' Aubrey broke the news to her. Fat Amy took a second to take that new information in, before her eyes went wide.
''No, no'' Amy shook her head. ''You really think I did this, that I killed people who were my friends, even my ex-boyfriend. You know me better then that Bree''.
''Don't call me Bree, until we solved this case'' Aubrey said, distance clear in her voice and demeanor.
''Come on, don't do this'' Amy's eyes began to water, no one ever saw the strong and confident Fat Amy cry, except for a few, so when tears started to fall from the girls eyes it gave a blow to Aubrey's heartstrings.
''We don't have a choice'' Aubrey sighed, her gaze falling down to the tabletop. ''The only leads we have all point to you''.
''You really think I did this, don't you'' Amy looked hard to her teamleader, before letting her head fall back in hope that the tears stopped with flowing.
''We don't know, you tell us'' Aubrey didn't have much more left to give now, and now needed everything she could get from Fat Amy herself.
''I. Did. Not. Do. This'' Amy empathized every word, as she let her gaze once again land on the blonde infront of her.
''Then you can probably tell us where you were, the past four weeks the murders have been going on'' Aubrey challenged her.
''Let me sort out a timeline and I'll show you'' Amy said, determination clear in her eyes.