Chapter 5: A set up, or not?
A/n: I'm so, so sorry! I've neglected this story so much, but so much has happened in the last few months in my personal life that I forgot a bit about my online life! But here's the next chapter, I hope you like it. From the new year on I try to update more, but I can't make any promises though!
While the rest were busy at the bureau, Beca, Amy and Bumper took a ride to the morgue. They had made a few notes with the things they missed in the autopsy report, and wrote down some things they wanted more information on. Also they wanted an extra look at Max his body, Bumper had a feeling that the way he was killed wasn't at all just a few stabwounds and done. There was something more that they hadn't realized, yet.
''Won't it be weird seeing your friends dead body'' Beca asked as she pushed the door of the morgue open, letting Amy and Bumper in first before going in herself.
''It is weird, I only don't really have a choice'' Amy said, sadness lacing her voice. ''We gotta solve this case''.
''You know I'm here for you'' Beca gave the blonde a sad smile, giving her shoulder a squeeze for empathise.
''I know'' Fat Amy said with a small smile.
''Me too'' Bumper added, he still wanted Amy to know that he was there for her and still cared for her.
''Thanks'' Amy said softly, touched by the gesture. ''Alright lets do this'' Amy shook off her emotions. Staying emotional, wouldn't do any good for solving the case.
The three walked up to the desk, and showed the woman behind it their badges.
''I called in earlier'' Beca said, after the woman took a look at the badges. ''We're here for the latest victims that were brought in. Max Locking and Jennifer Dane''.
''Yes, I remember'' The perky raven haired woman said. ''Dr. Jameson will take you there'' the woman gestured with her hand to a tall darkhaired man, that was just walking towards them.
''Hi, Dr. Jameson, but please call me Rick'' He winked as he eagerly shook both the hands of the girls, while giving Bumper just a nod of his head. Making the girls bit the inside of their cheeks, to keep from laughing. But Bumper just ignored the way he got treated by the man.
''I'm agent Mitchell, this is agent Wilson and agent Allen'' Beca introduced herself and her collegues.
''Nice to meet you'' He smiled. ''Alright ladies this way'' he added, before walking back to the hallway he came from a minute ago. Beca and Amy followed the man, but shared a look. Bumper falling in step behind them, muttering that he never got treated like that by the morgue ever before, and that the guy is annoying, and that he was gonna report it. The two girls heard parts of what the guy said, and couldn't help but let a small laugh of amusement out.
''Earlier two other agents came here to see these specific bodies, too'' Rick said as they walked into the room where the bodies were stored.
''We know, those were our collegues'' Amy replied. ''But we needed another look at the bodies. Ten eyes see more then four'' she stated.
''True'' He nod. Rick walked to the cooler and opened it, sliding out the metal plate the victim laid on. Beca and Bumper came closer and stood still across from Rick, the body between them, as Fat Amy stood at the head of the metal plate. The blanket, which covered the body, was pulled down and the three agents got a great view of their victim, Max Locking.
''What I already told your collegues and put in the autopsy report is, the victim was stabbed a total of 27 times. Judging by the rope burns on his wrists and ankles, he had been tied down for at least six days.'' He pointed with the tip of his pen to the places he meant. ''The lack of hydration means that his captor didn't give him much to eat or drink. Making it that the stomach contents were almost nothing. And the rest of the bruises and cuts were made while he was held. The killer also made sure that dna of themself wasn't left behind on the body''
''That's all you can tell'' Amy looked up from the body to Rick.
''Yes'' He nod.
''May I'' Bumper nod to the body.
''Uhmm, yeah sure''.
''Do you see these'' Bumper pointed with his index finger to a few, close to each other, cuts that were made on Max's hip. Bumper found it strange that such small cuts were made, especially on the hip, when all the other cuts and stabwounds were much bigger and not even anywhere near the smaller ones.
''Yeah'' Beca replied as she looked to where the guy was pointing.
''Something about them bothers me'' he said. ''I noticed them on the photos, but I don't understand why the killer made them'' They were pretty small, so they were hard to see on a photo.
''I think you're on to something'' Beca told him. ''Rick do you have a magnifying glass''.
''Of course'' Rick answered, picking up the tool from his lab table. ''Here'' he handed it over to the brunette.
''Thanks'' Beca smiled before turning back to the body. She held the magnifying glass above the cuts, making the cuts more visible to the eye. ''If you connect them to each other what do you get'' Beca questioned the other two with a knowing look.
''Roman numerals'' Bumper answered, after connecting the dots in his mind.
''Exactly'' Beca said.
''Can we see Jennifer Dane's body'' Amy asked the doctor, getting a worried look from the two agents which she reassured with a small sad smile.
Rick walked to a cooler two down from where they were standing and pulled out the body, like he did with the other. He removed the blanket and they instantly cast their eyes on the hips. And surely enough they found the same small cuts on Jennifer's hip, as Max had on his hip. Beca still having the magnifying glass, bend down and held the tool above the cuts and got a better look.
''This one says five'' Beca stood up from her bending position.
''So we have a three and a five'' Amy said, avoiding the rest of the body with her eyes. Jennifer after all was her childhood friend, the one friend that got her through her school years and was there by her side since kindergarten. ''It won't make sense if it has to do with the order of the killings, because Jennifer was our fourth victim and Max our fifth''.
''We gotta know if the other victims have Roman numerals on them'' Bumper said. ''Can we see into their files'' he asked Rick.
''Tell me their names and I will get the files'' Rick replied. Beca gave him the names of the other three victims, before Rick made his way out of the room to search for the files.
''God, this case gets weirder and weirder'' Fat Amy muttered, rubbing her temples. She was really done with it. Most of the time their cases last for a week, maybe two, not much longer. But this one has been going on for four weeks now, and it really took a lot from the girls.
''I know what you mean'' Beca breathed out.
''I just don't get what she wants'' Amy said. ''We haven't had a case where motives and profiles changed so much. Where everything we think, we need to second guess, because it could also mean something else''. It really started to frustrate Amy that they get mindfucked so much.
''All we know is, that it's all about you'' Beca sighed. ''Well everything indicates that it is about you''.
''But that's the only thing we have, that we're a hundred percent sure off'' Amy huffed.
''Ames, calm down, we'll figure this out'' Bumper told the girl softly, standing closer to her now. ''You sure that this isn't too much for you''.
''God, please stop asking me that'' Amy said, turning away from the guy. Beca gave Bumper a symphatetic smile, which he returned with a small shrug, he was used by it by now. Though it stil hurts.
''Here you go'' Rick walked back into the room, his hands now filled with the files, making them turn to the man.
''Thanks'' Amy said, glad that Bumper couldn't say more, now that Rick was back. She took the files from Rick and took them to the table where Rick worked and laid them down. Amy opened the first one and took the photos out of them, laying them out on the tabletop. Keeping the one that showed the hips in her hands. ''Beca, can I have the magnifying glass''. The brunette gave her partner the tool and looked over Amy's shoulder to the photo. Bumper kept his distance, and just made himself ready to write down anything the girls were going to say.
''Mia Nelson has the roman numeral seven'' Amy said, as she found the place the cuts were made. She took the photo of Nick Jones and soon found the place that had the number on his hip. ''Nick has one''.
''And the last one'' Beca asked, as Bumper wrote down the numbers in order of victims. Amy took the last photo of her ex boyfriend, James Austin, but couldn't find any roman numerals on his hip, or anywhere else close by.
''That's weird'' Fat Amy frowned, finding something totally different from the numbers.
''What's up'' Beca asked.
''James doesn't have any numbers on him, instead he has two figures carved in him'' Amy looked up from the photo, and to her partner.
''What kind of figures'' Beca frowned.
''A circle and a triangle'' Amy replied.
''I don't get it'' Beca said.
''Me neither'' Fat Amy shook her head.
''Weird that Benji and Beale didn't notice it'' Bumper said, as he closed his notebook.
''That's because they only wanted to see the torso with the stabwounds'' Rick interrupted their conversation. ''I think they didn't know either that there might've been something more on the victims bodies''.
''Possible'' Beca nod.
''Thanks for the help, but I think we need to head back to the bureau'' Amy said, gathering all the files together again handing them over to Rick.
''No problem'' Rick smiled as he took the files from the blonde. ''Pleasure was all mine''.
''I bet it was'' Bumper mumbled under his breath, as he saw the guy shake both girl's hands.
''I'll walk you out'' Rick said, having not heard what the shorter guy just said. The four of them walked out of the room and to the sliding doors that seperated the front with the actual morgue. ''Good luck with the rest of the case, and we might see each other again''.
''Thanks'' both girls said, before the guy turned around and walked away, without acknowledging Bumper at all this time.
''I don't like him'' Bumper huffed, tucking his notebook in his jacket pocket.
''I wonder what the reason for that is'' Fat Amy rolled her eyes.
Beca and Amy turned to each other and shared an amused look, before walking through the doors. Saying bye to the woman behind the frontdesk, as they walked out of the morgue and to the car. Bumper again following the pair.
''He was weirdly charming'' Beca laughed, as she closed the door of the car.
''You thought he was charming'' Fat Amy let out a laugh, she thought the guy was only weird, nothing charming from her point of view.
''Kinda'' Beca shrugged, as she started the car. ''What time is it'' she asked.
''A little over six pm'' Amy replied after she checked the time on her phone. ''I got a message from Stacie, by the way''.
''What does it say'' Bumper asked, from the backseat.
''They found out who the next victim is'' Fat Amy answered, her brows furrowing when she saw who it was.
''Really'' Beca said, as she took a turn right. ''Who is it''.
''Ashley'' Amy looked up from her phone to Beca, seeing the smaller girls head whip around. Both girls being in complete shock by the news that a fellow Bella agent was the next victim.
''And they found that after searching through Max's background'' Beca quickly looked back to the road again, shock still in place, but not wanting to cause any accidents.
''Apparently'' Amy nod her head, as she locked her phone and put it back in her jacket.
''What does she want to achieve with taking Ashley'' Beca said, she knew that Ashley was someone Amy knew, and they were good friends, but they aren't getting any closer to Amy with taking her. At least in Beca's eyes they weren't.
''I don't know. If she wants to hurt me with it then, yeah, it will hurt me a lot if Ashley were killed, she's one of my Bella sisters. But it would still be the wrong person, if she wants to hurt me so badly with it'' Amy shook her head.
''Ames, you're on to something, I think'' Beca told the girl.
''I am'' Amy looked confused, not getting what her partner meant with that.
''I think I know exactly what motive this killer has'' Beca said.
Ten minutes later the three of them walked through the doors of their bureau. Bumper took out his notebook and went to the conferenceroom, while Amy and Beca gathered everyone that was on the case in the conferenceroom.
''What's with the meeting'' Donald asked as he sat down, his fellow agents doing the same, while Amy, Beca and Bumper stood infront of the group.
''We have some things we need to discuss'' Beca told them, as she looked from one to the other. ''First we found some interesting things on the victims bodies, that we have overlooked''.
''How's that possible'' Chloe frowned. ''The morgue gave us the full medical file, and we self took a look of our own'' she pointed from herself to Benji.
''True'' Bumper nod. ''But like you, the morgue oversaw a small thing that was only really noticable with a magnifying glass'' he explained as he took the morgue pictures out of all the files, laying them down on the table. ''I didn't notice it immediately, too, but when you look at the right side of the hip of every victim, they all have a few small cuts there''.
''Because it was so small we couldn't make out what it was, until we used the magnifying glass and found out that it were roman numerals'' Fat Amy told them further.
''Roman numerals'' Jesse said confused.
''Yes'' Beca replied. ''We don't know why they are there, but we do know that the killer put them there on purpose''.
''Also our third victim had instead of roman numerals, two figures cut in him'' Bumper said as he opened his notebook and ripped the page with their findings from the morgue, out. He laid it down beside the rest and everyone took a look at it.
''What does this mean'' Stacie asked.
''We don't know'' Amy sighed. ''But the numbers and figures do mean something, we only have to figure out what''.
''And I think I also have figured out what the killers motive is'' Beca added.
''I thought we already had the motive'' Aubrey said.
''Yeah, we know that the killer might want to set Amy up, or get to her'' Beca agreed with her boss. ''But what is the reason she wants to do that, there must be a reason, it's not out of nowhere, right'' she added. Beca saw everyone think about what she said, and realize that the brunette was right.
''What do you think her motive is, then'' Aubrey asked the girl, folding her hands, ready to hear whatever the alt girl was about to say.
''We know that the killer abducts people who are close to Fat Amy, the closer the better, am I right'' Beca said, getting nods from everyone. ''So I think that she wants to do everything to hurt Amy''.
''We already know that'' Cynthia Rose said, not getting why Beca thought that, that was something they hadn't already realized yet.
''I wasn't done'' Beca said. ''My whole point is, why do you want to hurt someone'' she asked them.
''Because they hurt you'' Amy said from beside Beca, catching up with her partner's theory of the motive.
''Exactly'' Beca nod.
''Wait, but that means that she wants payback for something I've done to her'' Fat Amy said, realizing what Beca meant. ''I don't even know her''.
''Can you remember if you might have met this woman, could be anywhere at any moment'' Beca asked the short blonde.
''I never met her'' Amy shook her head, a hundred percent sure of herself.
''Amy think'' Bumper said softly to the girl. ''Close your eyes, and think. You might have met her, but maybe not for long, or she was just someone that you passed on the street'' with the calmness of Bumper's voice, Amy closed her eyes and did what the boy told her. She searched everywhere in her brain, but still came up empty. She really never met the woman, so how could she want payback for something Amy doesn't even know.
''I really do not know her'' Amy opened her eyes, and slumped down in her chair, her eyes sad. ''People I know might have died, because of something I can't even remember, I've done''.
''If I've done anyting at all'' Amy rolled her eyes, tears starting to burn in her eyes.
''Don't blame yourself, so much'' Bumper came up to her, crouching down infront of her. The moment he saw the look on Amy's face he got worried, and wanted to comfort her. He took the girls hand and gave it a light squeeze, Amy letting him in for this once. She needed the comfort right now.
Everyone noticed the sudden change in the air, when Bumper showed his softer side. They saw the way he was looking at her, and tried to comfort her. With that they knew that things between the two were gonna be alright, it might take time, but they would get there.
Aubrey too couldn't deny that things were far from over between the pair. But she didn't want to believe that, yet. Things might turn out differently then everyone thought. And she would be there when it did. Somehow Fat Amy had broke through Aubrey's thick walls, and made the girl loosen up. So she still had hope that she might have a change with the short blonde.
Beca noticed the way Aubrey was looking on to the pair, and knew she was right when she told Amy earlier that their boss had a crush on her. But she didn't want to ruin things so kept her mouth.
''It's gonna be okay'' Bumper said to Amy. ''We'll get her, and we'll know why she did all of this''.
''But what if we don't'' Amy's voice was laced with sadness, they were on this case for more then four weeks now, she wasn't that optimistic anymore. ''She's got Ashley now, she's already closer then ever, because she's inside the bureau now. There aren't many left after Ash, and if they kill her I swear I'll kill that woman with my bare hands''.
Hearing this made them realize how close they all are of becoming the killers next victim, if Ashley didn't make it through.
''We can safe ourselves, we're agents remember, Ashley might have a plan of her own by now'' Stacie said to the girl, in hope of reassuring her that this wasn't any of her fault. ''So don't worry about us'' she smiled softly.
''I'll always worry about you guys'' Amy let out a small laugh, as she sat up in the chair. The reassurance Bumper and her team gave her making her feel a bit better. ''You guys are my family''.
''Then there is only one thing we can do'' Cynthia spoke up. ''Catch this bitch''.
''That's the spirit'' Jesse called out. Everyone started talking about the case, and what they could do further, while Bumper was still crouched down infront of Amy.
''I promise you, things will be okay'' he said just above a whisper so Amy was the only one that could hear him, as his brown eyes met her hazel ones. ''We'll close this case, and you'll be the one cuffing that bitch''.
''Cursing are we'' Fat Amy chuckled.
''It's the only thing I can call her, the killer deserves it'' Bumper shrugged, happy that Amy was letting him.
''But I'm serious, if things get too much or something's wrong come to me'' Bumper said, his serious tone back. ''You'll always have me, remember that, so come to me and talk to me if necessary''.
''I will'' Amy smiled softly, knowing that she couldn't keep Bumper at distance anymore, she knew she needed him.
''Okay'' Aubrey spoke up, attracting everyone's attention, shaking Bumper and Amy out of their moment. ''We've done a lot today, so I suggest we all head home. Tomorrow is another day''.
''What about Ashley, we know she's been the one who's abducted'' Chloe said.
''If the killer does as planned, we still have five days until she will get rid of her'' Aubrey replied. ''Enough time to find out the location and safe her, but we all need sleep now. Lack of sleep can cost us more, then going further tomorrow''.
''Aubrey's right'' Amy backed the girl up. She didn't want to leave Ashley hanging like that, but she knew that Aubrey was right.
''But shouldn't we at least tell Jessica why her partner hasn't showed up, yet'' Stacie said. She too was really worried about her fellow Bella collegue, but she knew that Jessica must be worried sick by now.
''We'll inform her tomorrow morning, I gave her the evening off, so I don't want to make her stress right now'' Aubrey said.
''Probably impossible'' Beca said.
''Do you want us first thing in the morning, because it's a saturday'' Cynthia asked their boss.
''I want everyone here at 10'' Aubrey told them. ''Early enough for a saturday''.
Everyone agreed with that and took their stuff and headed out. Bumper asked Amy if he should walk her to her dorm, but she declined. The girl also told Beca that she would see her in their dormroom, before walking to the only office that still had a light on. She knew that Aubrey would still be in.
''Are you not going home'' Amy asked as she leaned against the door opening, looking at Aubrey who was bend over a file at her desk. Aubrey startled when she heard the voice, and looked up.
''Paperwork'' Aubrey replied, with a smile that faded quickly after that, her eyes casting down again.
''You sure that is the only thing keeping you here'' Amy said, walking into the office now. She heard Aubrey sigh and saw her close the file.
''You know a while back you said that I could always come to you'' Amy said, getting a nod from Aubrey. ''That works both ways'' Amy said softly, as she sat down across from the blonde.
''I know'' Aubrey said. ''But just like you I'm not good at sharing feelings''.
''We make a great pair of friends, then'' Amy snorted. She knew that both of them have insecurities and walls that people have to fight through, that's why they get each other so well.
''Yeah'' Aubrey chukled, looking up now. Amy still saw the raw emotion reflected in Aubrey's eyes, and she wanted to know why.
''So, why don't you want to go home'' Amy asked. Another sigh left the taller girls mouth before she started talking.
''It's lonely'' Aubrey replied honestly, as she gave a small shrug. ''Every night I come home to an empty house, and I know you guys visit, but being a boss is a really lonely thing. You don't have time for an actual social life, you're always busy here. It's hard to mantain relationships, I haven't had one since my junior year. And it's not like my parents care to visit me, my dad rather spends all his time at the golf course with his friends, then to visit his only daughter once in a while. And my mom doesn't take interest in my life either. So do you need any more reasons as to why I don't want to go home.'' Aubrey looked away, just realizing how much she told the girl infront of her.
''I- I didn't know'' Amy stuttered, surprised by what she heard. She really didn't know that Aubrey felt that way, and that her life looked like that. The girl never seemed depressed or lonely, not that she was chirpy and happy, but she never thought this. Now she got why Aubrey was who she was.
''No one knows'' Aubrey sighed.
''Why didn't you tell me'' Amy asked, a bit hurt. ''I thought we were supposed to be friends''.
''I didn't want to burden anyone with this'' Aubrey replied, with a shrug.
''You won't burden any of us with this, it would actually make us happy if you came to us with these kind of things'' Fat Amy told the blonde. ''All the Bellas want is for you to be happy''.
''I know'' Aubrey nod. She knew that they didn't see her as the uptight boss, they got to know their first year, anymore. ''And I want the same for them''.
''Good to know'' Amy smiled.
''Shall we head home then'' Aubrey said as she gathered her stuff.
''I'll walk you home, okay'' Amy said, standing up.
''You don't have to'' Aubrey said, as she took her coat from the back of her chair.
''I know, but it's what friends do, right. Look after each other.'' Fat Amy reassured her. Getting a small smile from the taller woman, as they walked out of the office.
''Still won't say anything, I see'' The killer walked up to Ashley's chair, her eyes following the woman every step. Ashley didn't know what time it was, how long she has been here and if people were looking for her. Though if the Bellas knew that she was abducted, they would do anything to find her. But beside that all she knew was that if she didn't give the woman something soon, she would end up dead.
''There is nothing to say'' Ashley spit out, making up a plan in her mind. She was smart enough to come up with something, that might help her get out of here. It might not be the best way, but definitely the way to get herself out of this mess.
''There is, but you won't tell me'' She said as she inched closer to the girl, the same pocketknife she has been using on the girl since the first cut, in her hand. ''You know what will happen when you don't tell me, right''.
Ashley knew what will happen, but also knew she was strong enough to get a few more beatings before it was too much. It had only been three so far, and she had recovered rather quickly from them. But she, of course, knew that killers won't always work as they planned, and that she could end up dead quicker then she thought. With that in mind, she made up something that was probably her best option.
''You want to know if Fat Amy will break down, and come here if you kill me, right'' Ashley asked the woman, unsure if she was willing to cooperate with this.
''That's what I told you'' The woman nod, her attention now on Ashley. Wanting to know where the girl was heading with this.
''Then you've taken the wrong person'' She told her.
''What do you mean'' The brunette looked genuinely confused.
''To make her come here, you need more then me'' She explained. ''I'm not something too special to her, I'm only her friend and fellow agent, nothing more''.
''So what you're saying is, that there is someone special out there that could tear her apart, if we killed that person'' She said, eying the young woman.
With regret in the pit of her stomach, she nod her head. She knew that with revealing this someone else at the bureau was gonna be the next target, now. But at this point all she wanted was safety, to get out of this mess. And she knew that whoever was next, that person could handle themselves. It was the only thing that made her tell the killer this, because she knew that the next victim was gonna be an agent too. A stronger one then her too. So that person must know how to get out of situations better then her.
''You're more helpful then I thought'' The woman said, impressed, but she wasn't done, yet. There was still one more thing left.
''So tell me who is this person that can make my plans work''.
Aubrey and Amy arrived at the door of Aubrey's house, the blonde has been living in ever since she left Barden. It was about five minutes from the campus, and it was pretty big. Aubrey being the boss made her earn a lot of money, meaning that she could easily buy this spacious two story house with pool.
''Do you want to come in for a drink'' Aubrey asked Amy. ''It's still early'' she added as she unlocked her door.
''I can't'' Amy replied. ''I promised Beca that we would discuss the roman numerals and stuff, see if we can find out what they mean''.
''Oh, okay'' Aubrey said, sad to hear the girl say no to her offer. ''Uhmm, thanks for walking me home, it was really nice'' she smiled, turning around in the door opening facing the shorter girl.
''No problem'' Fat Amy smiled back.
After that a silence fell between the two girls, not knowing what to say more to each other. Aubrey tightened her fingers around the strap of her bag, contemplating what to do next. But it was Amy that eventually broke the silence.
''Well I'm heading to my dorm, then'' Amy pointed with her thumb behind her, to the direction of the campus. ''I'll see you tomorrow''.
''Wait'' Aubrey stopped the girl from walking away. Amy turned around and looked consfused up to the older woman.
''What's wrong'' Amy asked, when she realized that Aubrey was acting nervous.
''Uhmm, nothing'' Aubrey shook her head, she didn't know if she should do this.
''Just...'' but Aubrey didn't know how to say it, so instead showed it. The tall blonde leaned forward and kissed Fat Amy square on the lips. Amy being shocked and surprised at the same time, didn't know what to do. They stood there for a few seconds, Amy with her eyes wide open and Aubrey putting all the things she felt in the one-sided kiss. Aubrey eventually noticed that the girl wasn't kissing her back, so slowly pulled away, a defeated expression coming onto her face.
''I'm sorry'' Aubrey immediately said when she stood up straight again, her head hung low. ''I shouldn't have done that, it's just, I don't know'' the girl couldn't come out of her words, so Amy interrupted her.
''It's okay'' The younger girl said softly, making Aubrey look up.
''No it's not, I shouldn't have kissed you without you wanting it too'' Aubrey said.
''Aubrey honestly it's fine, you did what you thought felt right'' Fat Amy reassured the girl. ''But I don't feel that way''.
''I know'' Aubrey said, sadly.
''If you knew why did you do it'' Amy asked, her face showing a frown.
''I thought, that I might could change your mind or something'' Aubrey replied, knowing that it was a lame response. ''But I should've known I couldn't''.
''Maybe a few years ago, you could have had changed my mind'' Fat Amy told her, making Aubrey look up. She was surprised to hear, that if she told the girl sooner, things could've turned out different.
''But now, no'' realizing that her feelings for Bumper were too strong, to ever be replaced for feelings for someone else. Bumper was it for her. Now she felt like she could cry herself, because she broke up with the love of her life.
''I understand'' Aubrey nod weakly.
''I'll see you tomorrow, okay'' Fat Amy said, unsure if she should stay longer or go.
''Yeah, goodnight'' Aubrey said, as she watched Amy walk away, the moment the girl turned the corner and was out of sight, she closed the door and slid down to the ground. Letting the tears she held back fall.
A/n: I know Aubrey would never show that much emotion, but I wanted that part of the story to be done with. Now we can go further with the case and with getting Bumper and Fat Amy back together! We're far from done.