Things rapidly changed the next few days, alot to be precise, the once best buddies totally ignored one another making a confused Beanie struggle in assembling back the team luckily he got a bit of aid from Paul who's arrival cheered up an anxious Abby, at least with Paul around the team rolled back to normal. Beanie decided it was best to stay away from the friends argument - Those two! Well let's say they were pros at keeping malice, they never spared a glance at each other although Beanie was quite sure he had sen them sneak a peek at each other whenever the other was engaged in a conversation but he kept his thoughts to himself.
Having Paul around was a great relief for Beanie, they both analyzed their info as for now they was no new murder cases.
"Seriously the FBI are no help!", Paul sighed passing Beanie some papers "At least we can join forces"
"Bro, you say this like no idea we work in the shadows", Beanie replied.
"We probably suck! two weeks here and basically nothing!", he lamented to a worn out Beanie.
"All we know is that somehow the victims have connections to Mr Winston", Beanie stated.
"You're thinking that man had a hand in their murder, guy you need rest, you're going nuts!", Paul pointed out.
"We can't trust anyone here, I need a break, be back at seven", he replied shutting down his laptop, pulling out his phone he made a call to Vicky then headed out from the room leaving Paul to the board with the murder victim and their background.
Staring at the board, he thought outloud,
"We are missing a clue..."
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Meanwhile unlike Paul and Beanie, Abby and Vicky were cozying around away from each other. Vicky was trying out new nail polish when she received a call from Beanie,
"We need to talk", he stated hanging up leaving Vicky wondering on what was wrong, although they have known each other for like all her life, she couldn't help but wounder about his medical condition and his past...
~ FLASHBACK~
...Beanie's mom was a whore, his father drunk as always, three years old Beanie hid in the shadows weeping as he prayed for his saviours. Beating and battered up The young kid made his decision of a lifetime, he ran! became a street kid stealing what he could get hold of, it was on one of this occasions he encountered his saviours, the young boy was searching through the trash littered on the pavement that extended to the road side, the loud hoot was heard, shaken up the frightened child turned to face beams of light from a moving monster, letting a piercing a scream he fell blacking out. This incidence brought the young boy in the care of a loving couple and their a year old toddler, Vicky, she was the cutest little thing he laid eyes on; her golden locks and bright blue eyes were jaw dropping.
" Beautiful... ", he whispered to Mrs Wulken who smiled warmly at his, " family", she replied.
~END OF FLASHBACK~
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A knock on the door brought Paul's mind back to reality,
"Who's there? come in", he said covering up the board quickly.
" Hey Paul!", Abby smiled "just came to check on you."
"Abbygirl", he replied shutting his laptop.
" Hope I'm not interrupting, I will probabl head back", she stated walking backwards to the door.
"No! ", he cried out " I mean... sit down "
Smiling at his gesture, Abby took a sit next to him, admiring his dimples, so cute!
"So how has your day been?", She asked handing him a bag of chips.
" Well what can in say, tiring", he replied accepting her offer.
"Take a break, chill!"
"As if", he yawned
"well, how about some fun", she grinned pulling out her iPod from her hoodie pocket.
" Music!", an alarmed Paul cried out "A firm no!"
"Don't be a grump! just dance or you could sing", she suggested holding her laughter, Paul's singing voice! wow! it was the complete opposite of harmonious - chaotic, literally!
" Ooh forgotten already what happened the last time"
How could Abby forget, it was history documented! no way in the world, that post hit like nine million views.
"Or the birthday period? ", he added to his point.
No way! that far was was Abby's most funniest birthday present, it was a setup! Paul was adviced by Beanie to romantically sing for Abby and boy! it was a dramatic turn around, everyone was rolling in laughter although it might not have been the kind of romantic gesture he was hoping for, he sure was happy to see Abby laugh and be happy.
" Fine! we will ditch the iPod but when u you feel like letting your voice free, hit me up", she stated failing to convince Paul a little disappointed, she knew that next time she will place a bet.
"Come let take a stroll", he stated taking hold of Abby's hand.
" Fine", she agreed
Together they walked out of the room, taking a quick glance at the room he switched off the bulb locking the door behind him.
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Silently, Abby and Paul walked out from the hotel, strolling round the street to an isolated lane.
"I don't like it here", Abby whispered clinching by the looks of the tattered, ragged, sad people gave them.
" I'm actually hoping to meet someone", he replied firmly as he held the shaken up Abby.
"Who?", Abby questioned with curiosity.
"Me.. ", a voice in the background replied.
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" Okay! I'm dragged here to be told you're worried about Abby!"
"Yeah", Beanie muttered rolling his eyes mentally at Vicky's outburst.
" Come on! for pètè's sake, do you still have feelings for her?", Vicky questioned.
"Yeah"
"Does she have an idea? No! now, you're here turning sadist", Vicky exclaimed.
" Calm down, calm down", she muttered to herself pacing around.
"Why I'm I here?", she questioned.
The sudden, unexpected questioned startled Beanie, he began to wonder, why really is she here?
" To talk to her", he blurted out barely thinking first.
"No way!", she huffed out arms folded and tucked underneath her boobs.
" For me", she replied "How about some ice cream to chill"
Together they ordered their choice then went off to enjoy their treat,
"One can get broke buying this", Vicky moaned licking her spoon.
"All expense trip", Beanie grinned " Might as well have some treat"
"Knew ice cream would fix you up", she smiled.
" Enough about me, let's focus on you", he stated with a wink
"Me?", Vicky nervously let out
" That's right, my lady", he wiggled his brows. The next minutes were spent rolling in their laughters.
"Guess my job here is done", Vicky proudly proclaimed.
" Half done! he corrected "Tell Abby maybe after the mission I done"
"What of Paul? ", she informed.
" Chill! I'm not snatching her just informing her", he stated.
"I'll advise you to ditch that feeling", she replied.
"Just like you claimed you did", he muttered.
Shocked at first, she stammered
" W.. what do yo... u mean?"
"I know alright Vicky", he rolled his eyes " You claimed you don't like Brown anymore but you still have some feelings even if his your ex"
Silently she relaxed a little, "at least he doesn't know his my former crush", she blushed at her thoughts recalling all their shared moments, she knew he was more a brother than a possible boyfriend.
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" Where... when exactly did you two meet?, a slightly jealous Abby demanded, before her stood a beautiful jet black haired girl perfect model of a doll dressed in shorts and tank top.
"Where people met", she replied smiling sweetly at Paul, Abby could have sworn she saw him blush.
" How about we go to your hideout? ", Paul suggested.
" Hide out? like you have been here?",
"Twice in a row", the girl replied finally shooting a glance at Abby inspecting her from head to toe.
" Nice one", She grinned at Paul.
"Drasky not now", he warned with a smile.
" Come on slow poke", she smiled pulling him away from Abby. Abby was steaming as they were running away hands together, frowning she struggled to keep up with their pace. Twisting and turning left, right Drasky finally reached her end point, a small cave furnished awkwardly for two.
"You did a good job here", Paul stated.
" I've been expecting you since forever", Drasky lamented taking a sit in one of the chairs gesturing the other to Paul.
"Where do I get to sit? ", Abby asked feeling this setting as awkward!
" I wasn't expecting someone else, just the two of us", she replied blatting her eyelashes flirtously
"Well, make yourself comfortable in the corner, I assure you it's not that bad"
"A box made of paper! seriously is that girl nuts!", Abby heated up, the worst part was that Paul wasn't mentioning anything about the situation.
" I'm fine standing", Abby spat.
"Suit yourself", Drasky replied looking back at her guest.
" So what's on? mysteries, murder? ", she inquired.
Her inquiry made Abby wounder who exactly is this girl?
" The recent ", Paul replied.
" The street has been buzzing about it", she scoffed.
"Want some? ", she added with a grin watching Abby stare at the horrifing sight of a fungus infected price of bread on the wall edge.
" No", Abby spat knowing the girl was mocking her.
Shrubing her shoulders she focused back on Paul
"Some thinks it's drugs", she stated.
" I need... we need your help?", Paul pointed out.
"Anything to help Pretty boy", she winked " I will see what I can do"
"Thanks", Paul smiled.
Later she lead then out of the streets before turning to leave, she freezes for a second, turns back and the next action becomes a shock to Abby, she watched her kiss Paul passionately, pulling back she grinned and ran off leaving both a horrified Abby and a shocked Paul.
Blinking back tears, Abby ran off as Paul cries rang far behind her.