A few days later, Roger stood at the entrance, cameras capturing his face for L to see before he unlocked the buildings entrance. - L grabbing a mask, before placing it over his face, it might just be Roger, doesn't matter, L needed to hide his face, hearing the door get opened, "Ah! - I'm so glad to see you are safe!" Roger quickly walking directly over to L, who behind the mask, looked at him like he had forgotten something.. - "Yes.. I have it.." - Handing over a box from a pastry shop, only to be sent off to the kitchen to pick up a fork, L unpacking his long awaited cake - Lifting his mask only to expose his mouth in order to stuff his face with cake - As soon as his business was done, they left, L constantly holding on to Rogers sleeve as they made their way through the airport, happy when he found out he had time to grab yet a piece of cake and a cup of coffee before they had to get on-board on the airplane, Roger updating L on stuff that had happened back at home while L kept quiet, eating his cake - When they had finally returned to London, it was night, which in this case, was good, it allowed L to return while the wammy's were asleep, getting the attic all to himself - Roger only got into his office, before his computer called, L calling.. Answering to see that 'L' on the screen, the distorted voice speaking; "I heard you handed over the information on B.." - Even behind screen, it wasn't hard to hear the news hadn't been well liked by L - Roger placing himself by his desk with a sigh, "I'm sorry, when it was said on TV that they had the papers, we were still considering - I told them to inform me about his well-being. When I arrived to Japan I contacted the police there who were able to give me doctors and psychiatric papers on the case.. - He doesn't have any memory of who he is, his behavior is anxious, he is blind and he doesn't talk.. He refuses to eat too.. He's by far out of our reach.. Even if we got him back to Wammy's, the care he'll depend on will be too much for us to handle - There's nothing wrong in wishing people well, but, if you ask me, the best one could do was to actually let him.. Go.." - The reply was no surprise, but not satisfying.

There was a quite long pause, L rethinking it all once, before continuing; "But, that was not the case last time - He was fully functional the last time the police got him.. You could've saved him there, why didn't you?" - It seemed to be bothering him quite a lot, in his emotional state, Roger couldn't to explain it in a way without making it sound mean - "Roger? .. It is important that you understand the value we wammy's have, not only as upcoming detectives, but also as human beings - B is a better detective than I ever were, he escaped jail to aid me, and succeeded - Having him behind bars was a waste of time, I hope you understand this?" - The call was closed, L soon after hearing footsteps towards the attic, pulling the mask back over his face, the door opening, exposing Roger, "Please L, you must understand that I was not able to judge him back then!" - He got no reply, L didn't even look at him, yet pointing his finger towards the door - Slightly frustrated, Roger left the attic again, when returning to his office, there was a message left on his screen: 'I wish to retire, please take care of Mello and Near for me.' - The message almost more shocking than the news that Watari was dead - L sitting quietly by himself, he really needed to rethink his life at this point, too much had happened in the last few days, even for him - And when it had finally come to his attention how serious B's plan was, it had already been too late for him to do anything about it - He felt like he should thank him, personally, but it was too late for that too, B's death date was today, there was no way L could make it all the way from London to Los Angeles in a few hours - By other words, B would end up dying like he lived; Alone - At least he didn't know he was going to die himself, or, something seemed like that was the case, but then again, this whole thing might just be a set up for Wammy's to not try to save him, perhaps even for L to not worry about him, who knows what B's thinking..

Meantime in Los Angeles, B's case was discussed, right in front of his cell, stressed out rocking back and forth in a corner of the cell, his heart.. It was slowing down, ever so slowly, he let go of his knees, lying down, staring at the ceiling - Something told him.. He knew this would happen, he just.. Couldn't remember - Closing his eyes, feeling his heart take that last beat, the feeling of dying isn't as scary as many might think, it is.. Peaceful - The news of his weird and unexplainable death already in the news the next day, L's eyes resting on the screen as he took a bite more of his strawberry cake, Roger apparently still feeding him even though he wasn't really his responsibility anymore - The headline was of course about Kira, 'Could this be Kira's doing' to be exact, they somehow made it sound cheery - Apparently, B's heartbeat had stopped, leaving him with the same death as almost every damn criminal Kira killed, though this of course was B's own choice.. And well, no matter what cause of death he would have written, it would most likely end out with a heart attack, considering him being isolated in prison, away from anything that could kill him, other than loneliness. - L turning to look over his shoulder at Ryuk, handing him the death note, "Please do me a favor and return to where you came from - And please don't ever return to this world" - The shinigami nodding, of course unable to promise anything, but L didn't need to know that, before flying off with the note book - A little smile made it to L's lips, "Thank you for everything B.." before he also lost his memory of the death note.