"The Five and the Strong"

By: Faita

Max, Dana, Chelsea, and Jackie stood in the hallway after second period. Each holding their books and just talking.

"I really hate the English student teacher, she's so, mean," Chelsea said with a displeased look on her face.

"You're just jealous because she's prettier then you are," Max pointed out. Jackie and Dana began to laugh.

"She is not Max, I don't have any wrinkles," Chelsea corrected her.

"Chelsea, she's prettier then all of us, I hate to admit it, she's gorgeous," Jackie confessed.

"Speaking of gorgeous, look at the new guys," Max said leaning out of the group of girls to look at something down the hall. Five boys walked down the hall, each slightly confused and holding a piece of paper in their hands. One had slightly long brown hair and rich blue eyes. The boy next to him had slightly messy dark blue hair with a yellow bandana keeping it out of his eyes and a smile on his face. The one in the middle had bright blue eyes and black hair that was some what long in the back. The one to his left had blonde hair that completely covered his right eye. The last one had hair and eyes the same color of blue, a lock of his hair falling in front of his face.

"Who are they?" Chelsea asked, her eyebrow raised, as she looked the boys from head to toe.

"Aren't there five guys from Japan starting today?" Jackie asked. They all looked at her.

"I don't think these guys are from Japan," Dana told her.

"You never know," Jackie said as the five boys walked past them.

"Kangei," Max told them as the boys past them. The five stopped and turned to her, smiles on their faces.

"Arigatou," the blue haired one told her. Max's eyes widened in surprise and she smiled too.

"Max," she introduced herself, "Dana, Chelsea, and Jackie," she introduced them as she pointed to them.

"Rowen," the blue haired one introduced himself.

"Sage," the blonde said.

"Ryo," the middle boy introduced.

"Kento," the boy with the bandana said.

"Cye," the last one introduced himself.

"Anatanwa dokokara kimashitaka?" Max asked them.

"Yamaguchi," Cye answered.

"Yamanashi," Ryo said.

"Osaka fu," Rowen told her.

"Nihon," Kento replied. Max laughed. Dana, Chelsea, and Jackie were watching them confused and amazed.

"Donokurai gotaizaidesuka?" Max asked them.

"Tsuki," Ryo answered her.

"Ni," Sage corrected him.

"Uh, Max?" Dana asked her. Max turned away from the boys towards Dana.

"What's going on?" Jackie asked her.

"Oh, well these are the guys from Japan. Rowen, Sage, Ryo, Kento, and Cye," Max told them and the bell rang when she was done.

"Oops," Chelsea said. They all started to head towards their next class.

"Wakare Max-chan," Rowen said as they walked away. Max smiled.

"You speak Japanese?" Dana asked her as the rushed to their class.

"Only a little," Max replied.


Chelsea and Dana stood by the school swimming pool, in bathing suits with towels wrapped around their wastes. They watched a boy in blue swimming trunks jump off the diving board and into the water, then swim towards the far wall.

"Ya know, Cye's pretty fly for a shy guy," Chelsea said. The two started laughing as the boy reached the wall. His hands didn't touch the wall as he expected. Instead they felt a pair of ankles. He moved his hands up the pair of legs trying to figure out what they were. He lifted his head out of the water and looked at the girl with smooth brown eyes and dark wet brown hair. She wore a green bathing suit and had her legs in the water as she sat on the edge of the pool.

"Moshi mosh," she told him. He yelled in surprise to see her and backed away, splashing in the water.

"Hello," he said shyly, his face beginning to redden.

"So you speak English?" she asked him. He nodded and tried to hide the blush on his face. She smiled and extended her hand towards him.

"I'm Emily Grayson, I get to host you around school," she introduced herself.

"Cye Mouri," he introduced himself with a slight Australian accent.


Max leaned against the wall next to the door to room 113. The last bell of the day rang and the door opened and kids hurried out, some of the guys cheering. When a boy with blue hair with a lock that flew into his face Max stepped up beside him, which surprised him.

"Max-chan?" he asked her surprised.

"Moshi mosh Rowen-kun," she said. He smiled.

"I can speak English you know," he told her.

"I know, I'm your tour guide," she said, "Maxine Gibson."

"Rowen Hashiba," he said.

"Where you do you want to go?" she asked him.

"I was going to meet the other guys in the front, I assume they have guides as well," Rowen said.

"Probably. So, what's your family like?" Max asked him.


Cye and Emily walked side by side towards the group of people that had collected by the front steps of the school. There were eight people already there, the four other boys and their guides. Rowen and Max, Kento and Marlena, Sage and Alisa, and Ryo and a boy with red hair stood paired together.

"Zannen," Cye said to them. Kento waved it off.

"No problem Cye," he said.

"So what does everyone wanna do?" Max asked.

"I was kinda hoping there was something about soccer happening?" Ryo asked.

"I think the try outs are in about half an hour actually," Alisa said. Ryo smiled.

"They'll probably be practicing now, you wanna go?" the red haired boy asked him. Ryo nodded and shifted the book-bag over his shoulder.

"I'll show you the way," the boy said.

"I was hoping you would," Ryo said as the two boys started walking away from the crowd.

"See ya Red!" Emily yelled after them. The red haired boy waved at her.

"Where do you want to go?" Marlena asked Kento.

"Oh he probably wants to know if there are any places to eat," Cye told her. Kento looked at him angrily Marlena laughed.

"Are there?" Kento then asked Marlena. She laughed even harder. She placed a hand on his shoulder and walked him away from the rest of the group.

"I know the perfect place," she told him.

"Don't get sick Kento," Cye told him.

"I'll try," Kento answered as they continued walking away.

"Anything you want to do Rowen?" Max asked him. Rowen scratched his head.

"I actually was hoping there was a library," he said. She looked at him surprised.

"Really?" she asked. He nodded. She smiled and slapped him in the back.

"We can use my card," she said, "bye guys."

"Oh Max, where's Terry?" Emily asked her.

"I think he's at, work," Max told her. Emily nodded.

"Then I'll probably see him around," Emily said.

"Well, I hope you don't," Max said as they began to walk away.

"Bye Max," Emily said.

"See ya," Max said.

"Anything you want to do?" Alisa asked Sage.

"I just want to see the city," Sage answered. She smiled.

"I think I know where that is," she replied. He smiled.

"Now we only have two hours, where do you want to go first and by what means?" Alisa asked him.

"I'd just like to sit in the park," he told her. She looked at him curiously.

"For two hours?" she asked. He nodded.

"Is that okay?" he asked.

"Oh yea, it's fine, a bit odd, but fine," she said.

"It might get a bit boring," he warned her.

"I got a book in my bag," she reassured him.

"What book?" he asked.

"It's called 'A New Hero'," she answered him. Sage ran the title through his mind, trying to come up with the author.

"Drake," Cye told him. They all looked at him surprised.

"Oh yea that's right, I forgot," Sage said.

"You guys have his books in Japan?" Alisa asked them. They nodded.

"We like mysteries too," Cye answered.

"Drake's a favorite over there," Sage added.

"He was such a nice guy," Emily said looking at the sky.

"How do you know that?" Cye asked her. She looked at him.

"The Graysons and the Drakes have been friends for about 50 years," Alisa answered for her. His eyes widened.

"You mean you're one of the Graysons?" he asked her almost not believing it. She nodded.

"Yea," she answered.

"Well we better get going, bye Emily, Cye," Alisa said as she and Sage began to walk away.

"So what do you want to do?" Emily asked Cye. He shrugged.

"You wanna go swimming? Site seeing? Anything?" she asked.

"You don't think we could just walk around do you?" he asked her. She smiled.

"And here I thought this was going to be tough," she said.


Batman flew through the city, his wings spread, and his eyes glancing from side to side looking for a disturbance.

"So Wayne, if she's Batgirl, where is she?" he asked through the transmitter in his cowl.

"She was unavoidably detained," Bruce answered him. Batman sighed angrily.

"But she's out now," a voice said from behind him. Batman looked behind him and saw Batgirl on a hoverboard flying up next to him. He frowned.

"I'm not happy to see you either but it's not worth frowning over," she said frowning too.

"Where were you?" he asked her angrily.

"The school assigned me to help one of the Japanese students," she told him.

"Who is she?" Batman asked.

"He. His name is Cye," she told him.

"Well, don't let it make you be late again," he told her.

"No one tells me what to do, no one," she said.

"What about Bruce?" Batman asked her.

"No one," she repeated.


After a couple of hours Batman and Batgirl were in the batcave. Terry was once again pulling shards of glass from his suit that lay spread out on the table. Emily sat at the end of the table at the suit feet, wrapping a white bandage around her hand, a lock of her hair falling out of place. Terry picked out a piece with tweezers and dropped it into a paper bag at his feet. Bruce sat in his chair typing on the computer and occasionally glancing over at the two.

"You two did good tonight," he said. They looked at him. They were all silent for awhile, the occasional sounds of a piece of glass hitting the others at the bottom of the bag. Emily placed the lock of hair behind her ear but it fell in front of her face again.

"Emily, how's the tour guide role going?" Bruce asked her.

"Fine, he's a nice guy. His English is pretty good too," Emily answered.

"But you do know Japanese, right?" Bruce asked her. She nodded.

"You know Japanese?" Terry asked her. She nodded again.

"Ich spreche auch Spanisch, Französisch, Deutsch, Italiener, norwegian, und portugeuese," she told him. He scratched his head. She smiled and finished placing the bandage on her hand. She hopped off the table.

"I better get going, Max and I are going to pick up Cye and Rowen tomorrow morning," she said as she picked up her jacket and placed it on. She adjusted the collar and began to walk towards the steps.

"Emily," Bruce called after her. She stopped and turned around to see him.

"What?" she asked.

"Assurer que ce gars est aussi agréable que vous dit qu'il est, je ne veux pas que vous à reçoive a endommagé," he warned her. She smiled.

"Ne pas inquiéter Bruce, j'ai un bon sentiment l'aboutit. En plus, vous dan' t me se doit soucier de plus, je ne suis pas un enfant comme Terry," she told him. He smiled slightly. Terry was looking at each of them confused.

"Je sais que vous n'êtes pas. Il est-ce qu'un morceau peut être enfantin peut de temps en temps pas il?" Bruce asked.

"De temps en temps?" she asked raising an eyebrow.

"Bon Emily de nuit," Bruce said.

"Vous aussi Bruce," she said and left the cave. Bruce smiled slightly and turned back to the computer. Terry looked at him in shock.

"Je ne suis pas un enfant," Terry said. Bruce turned around and looked at him in amazement. Terry smiled happily and continued on his suit.


Terry and Dana walked down the school hallway. Terry had his book bag on his back and was caring Dana's books under his arm. They heard laughing coming from around the corner. As they walk around it they saw the five boys from Japan and their guides. The ten of them were all laughing. Terry and Dana walked over to them.

"What's so funny?" Dana asked them.

"Oh nothing, just something Kento said," Max answered her.

"Oh. So how do you guys like America so far?" Dana asked the five boys.

"It's not that different then Japan," Cye answered.

"Only everyone speaks English," Rowen added.

"And the girls are much prettier," Sage said. Kento held up a lunch bag.

"The Chinese take out place here isn't has good as my family's," Kento said.

"Your family owns a Chinese restaurant?" Terry asked him.

"Oh yea. Isn't that great?" Marlena asked happily. Terry's cell phone went off in his pocket. He obediently pulled the phone out and answered it. Dana frowned and Emily and Max watched him eagerly. Terry agreed to whatever was said to him through the phone. He sighed, hung up, and placed it back into his coat pocket. He turned towards Dana.

"Wayne needs me to run an urgent errand," he told her. She turned an angry shoulder to him in a huff. He frowned and turned towards Emily.

"He needs you too," he told her. Emily looked surprised and quickly glanced from Cye to Terry trying tot find out what to do.

"Don't sweat it Em, I'll guide Cye for ya," Max told her. Emily smiled at her.

"Thank you Max. Bye Cye," she told them as she a Terry walked away. Cye turned to Max.

"Where're they going?" he asked her. Max shrugged in response.


Batman and Batgirl walked carefully and quietly through the building. Batman motioned for her to stop when they got to a corner. The two of them carefully looked out into the room around it. A gang of Jokerz stood in the center of the museum of history. Some of them sat on motorcycles; the others were playing with the museum's artifacts. Batgirl quickly climbed up the wall onto the balcony above Batman so they'd have a better chance of getting them all. Batman made sure she made it up all right and then leaned out from behind the corner. He aimed his arm and shot batarangs at the motorcycles' tires. The tires popped and all of the air leaked out of them. All of the Jokerz had looked to where the batarangs had come from.

"I don't think we're alone," one said.

"No kidding!" Batgirl yelled and one by one tons of nets fell from the sky onto the Jokerz, bringing them to the ground. They yelled and struggled under the nets. Batman walked out into the room and Batgirl jumped down from the balcony. She smiled happily.

"Not bad," Batman said. She looked at him, still smiling.

"I ran out of nets," she told him.

"We should call the police," Batman said.

"Already done," Bruce told him through the transmitter.

"You guys got no sense of humor," one of the Jokerz told them. Batman didn't know which one had said it till Batgirl walked over to the leader.

"What do you call a bunch of Jokerz under a net?" she asked him. He thought about it.

"I don't know, what?" he asked her.

"A good start," she answered. He frowned. Police sirens rang outside and people began to yell orders. Batgirl walked over to Batman. He spread his retractable wings and jet off into the air.

"Have fun guys," Batgirl told the Jokerz then flew off too.


"There has to be more in this city then just Jokerz!" Terry yelled as he paced back and forth in the batcave. Bruce sat in the computer chair and watched Terry pace in front of him. Emily sat on a stool opposite of Bruce, also watching Terry pace back and forth.

"Here's an idea. How about I go rob a bank, and you stop me? That'll be something to do!" Emily suggested sarcastically. He stopped pacing and looked at her angrily.

"Not funny," he told her angrily. She frowned.

"Well how do you expect me to act? I'm just as sick of chasing around those Cliché Talking Idiots as you are!" she yelled at him getting aggravated by his aggravation. He didn't respond. After a couple of tension filled moments, Bruce spoke up.

"Perhaps you two need some time away from each other. Terry you take the north and east sides, Emily, you take the south and west sides," he told them. They looked at him, then at each other.

"Good idea," Terry said, he glanced angrily at Emily then walked quickly towards the changing rooms. Emily stuck her tongue out at him and looked back towards Bruce who was frowning at her.

"What?" she asked him.

"I expected this type of behavior from him but not from you," he told her. She frowned.

"And why's that?" she asked him slightly angry.

"You had a better upbringing, better training, you shouldn't be acting like a child," he answered. Her eyes narrowed angrily.

"I couldn't act like a child when I was a child, I can't act like a child when I'm a grown up, and sure as hell can't act like a child now right? I've been everything you expected me to be all my life! As soon as I act like myself, I disappoint you, I disappoint everyone. Sorry I can't be as mature as you always thought I was," she said and stormed off. Bruce sighed worriedly and placed his face into his hand.

"What was that about?" Batman asked walking over to him, adjusting his glove. Bruce looked up at him.

"She's just like her father," he answered. Batman looked at him curiously.


Batgirl jumped from building to building angrily. She muttered angry comments to herself. She stopped jumping and perched herself on a ledge over looking the 1st National Bank of Gotham. For a split second the idea of her robbing the bank popped into her mind. She grinned

~ That would teach him to expect too much of me ~ she thought but quickly dismissed the idea. She sighed and rested her chin on her palm. Sometimes she hated Bruce, but there she was, searching the south and west sides of Gotham for any trouble. Just like he had told her to. She didn't know what she hated more, being told what to do, or actually doing it. She looked along the streets for anything she could do. Boredom was beginning to overcome her; she really was getting sick of chasing Jokerz around. She turned the transmitter in her cowl to the police frequency.

"Baker-12, Baker-12, signal 82, possible 211, 10-68, 10-76, 10-77 at the corner of 7th and 3rd. All available units 10-75 at 7th and 3rd," Batgirl heard the dispatcher say. Her eyes widened in surprise.

"Busy night," she said as she sped off towards the corner of 7th and 3rd.


She landed behind a police officer that was hiding behind the corner of a building. Every now and then she'd leaned out from behind the corner and shoot at something. There was a lot of gunfire and hard to hear anything else.

"What's going on?" Batgirl asked the officer. The officer was surprised to see her.

"Batgirl right? There's some freak in some kind of armor. We asked him who he was and he attacked us," she answered.

"Can I help?" Batgirl asked her. The officer looked at her surprised that she asked.

"Couldn't do any harm, our guns are useless against him, like shooting blanks," she replied.

"What's your name?" Batgirl asked now yelling to be heard over the sound of weapon fire.

"Gage," the officer answered and turned once again around the corner to fire though it was useless. When she came back around Batgirl was gone.


Batgirl sat perched on the top of the building watching the armored figure below. He was wearing a dark almost turquoise colored armor that completely hid any features. On the other side of the building a police officer his below the ridge of the roof with a rifle in his hands waiting for chances to shoot at the armored figure. Just by looking at the armor Batgirl could tell the rifle would be as useless as throwing a paper place at the man. The armor looked almost samurai, but not the olden type that Bruce had in the manor and that Batgirl had seen in Japan. The man had a blade attached to a stick and a chain in his hand. He began to twirl the blade quickly over his head. He released it and the blade crashed into the building Batgirl and the officer were on. The structure of the building fell out from beneath them and it began to crumble. The officer quickly got to his feet as the roof gave way below him. Batgirl ran towards him and carried him with her as she blasted off what was left of the building. She landed and set him with a bunch of other officers as the building collapsed behind them.

"Was that building empty?" she asked some of the officers. One of them nodded to her in response. Batgirl opened a batarang and threw it at the chain, cutting it in half. The man in armor looked at it with what she believed was surprise. He held onto what was left of the chain attached to the hook and spun it over his head again while looking at her. He released what was left of the chain and blade and it flew at her with amazing speed. She didn't have time to react but was carried out of the way of the weapon by a figure. Batgirl heard the blade cut into the ground then focused on her savior. It wasn't Batman; it was a guy wearing bulky light blue armor and a helmet that covered his face. There was a blade on top of the helmet that stuck straight up into the air. On his back there was a trident type weapon.

"Impress toy you got there," he said to her in a voice she almost recognized. He set her down to the ground gently as she studied his interesting armor.

"Who are you?" she asked him.

"I'm…" he paused thinking of how to finish, "Torrent."

"And I'm Hardrock!" a boy in orange bulky armor said as he began to battle with the now mostly unarmed soldier. The orange armor had what looked like a quarter moon on the helmet.

"What are you guys?" Batgirl asked them.

"Just your average, every day Ronin Warrior," Torrent told her. She looked at him surprised.

"Ronin Warrior?" she asked.

"I'll explain it to you later," he told her. Hardrock took this staff like device and quickly shoved the bladed part through the soldier. Batgirl yelled as steam escaped from the armor. She ran over and took the staff from Hardrock's hands.

"You didn't have to kill him!" she yelled at him.

"But?" he said to her in surprise. Some of the cops began to run towards the three of them.

"Let's get out of here Hardrock!" Torrent told him. Hardrock grabbed the staff back and the two quickly ran and jumped out of the police's reach. Batgirl spread her wings and flew up into the air and headed for the cave.


Bruce and Batman stood in front of the cave computer. On the screen where two figures of the armored guys spinning with data analyzing what it could. Batgirl walked over to the side of Bruce where Batman wasn't. She yawned into her hand and then skimmed the screen with her eyes.

"How is it that you already know all of this?" she asked Bruce, he didn't answer her.

"Your friends didn't have to kill the guy," Batman told her. Her eyes narrowed angrily.

"I know, and I didn't exactly see you there helping," she told him. His face turned angry too and he took a step forward as if to attack her even though the chair Bruce sat in separated the two of them.

"About killing him, it didn't happen," Bruce told them. They quit their small fight and looked at him shocked.

"What do you mean? I saw that staff thing go through him!" Batgirl told him.

"It wasn't Spellbinder again was it?" Batman asked.

"No it wasn't Spellbinder and yes it did go through him. When the police searched the remaining armor, it was empty," Bruce told them.

"Empty?" Batgirl asked.

"No body in it, just empty armor, like a shell," Bruce explained. Batgirl rubbed her head in disbelief.

"No wonder Hardrock looked amazed when I yelled at him, he knew, he knew!" she yelled and ran out of the batcave.


Batgirl flew through the city sky quickly on a hyped hover board. Her eyes searched the city below her eagerly. She didn't know it'd be this hard to find two guys in giant armor. Suddenly she spotted some armored figures standing on a rooftop. As she got closer she realized it was actually five figures standing there. Two were Torrent and Hardrock; the other three wore a green armor, a red armor, and a dark blue armor. All varied in style and visible weaponry. She landed in front of them, so all of them could see her.

"Who the hell are you and what the hell was that guy?" she asked them. The guy in red armor stepped forward. He had to blades on his helmet that stuck out in opposite sides. He face was hidden except for his mouth and bright blue eyes.

"I'm Wildfire, and we are the Ronin Warriors," he told her. She looked at him cautiously.

"And what is a Ronin Warrior?" she asked him.

"A long time ago there was an evil ruler named Talpa who wished to have the Earth under his rule," Torrent said.

"But a warrior banished him back to the evil dynasty in which he had come from," the one in dark blue armor told her.

"After a long time had passed Talpa came back to Earth, Japan to be exact," the one in green armor added.

"That's where he met us. We beat him, twice, freed the people he had captured, and saved the world. And now we're defeating his leftovers. These little soldiers are all over the world causing trouble, we gotta go and destroy them before they become to well known," Hardrock told her. She thought about the information carefully before replying.

"How many are left in Gotham?" she asked Wildfire.

"Only one, but Halo and Strata are going to destroy him now," he answered her as the guy in green and dark blue leapt off the side of the building. Batgirl looked at the three remaining Ronin Warriors.

"So after you get this guy, you're leaving Gotham?" she asked them.

"Or we may stick around for awhile, out of armor so we won't get into your, or the Bat's, way," Torrent told her.

"Very well," she said and spread her wings. She jetted up and landed on her hover board and sped away from them.


Emily rubbed her neck as she walked over to Bruce who was sitting by the computer, going over all the information he had gathered from her cowl transmitter.

"Where's Batboy?" she asked as she sat down on the stool next to Bruce's chair. She was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, her brown hair was down and laying around her shoulders.

"He went to pick up some groceries and then headed home, which you should be doing, it's getting late," he told her. She smirked.

"Are you trying to get rid of me Bruce? Besides I was wondering, what do you think about these Ronin Warriors?" she asked him.

"It fits well with all of the stuff I've seen in my life," Bruce answered her.

"So you believe them?" she asked to confirm. He nodded.

"Don't you?" he asked her. She thought before she answered him.

"And contradict you? Never," she answered. The two were silent for a bit, but then Bruce spoke up.

"You do know who they are right?" he asked.

"Of course I know. It's so obvious Terry could get it," she told him.

"So what are you going to do about it?" he asked her turning to look at her. She thought for a few seconds before responding.

"I guess I'll talk to him after school, snag him away from the rest," she said and sighed.

"And how are you not going to give yourself away?" Bruce then asked her. Her eyes widened in slow shock.

"Ahhh, I better go think about that," she said.

"At home," Bruce added.

"At home," Emily repeated walking away from him.

********************************************* Emily walked through the halls searching for her lost responsibility. She finally found him talking to Max and Rowen. She walked up behind him and swung one arm over his shoulder and leaned on his other shoulder.

"So here is where you've been hiding, you know I get in trouble if you're found wondering around by yourself," she told him. He smiled.

"Sorry Emily, but I wasn't alone, I was with Max and Rowen," he told her.

"And make me look like I can't handle you myself? That's not much better," she told him.

"Well you did it to me before," he told her. She frowned. Rowen and Max were watching the two of them grinning with amusement.

"I thought you were going to hold that against me," she said. He shrugged. She slapped him in the shoulder playfully then got off him. She began to pull on his arm leading him away from Rowen and Max.

"There's something I what to show you," she said still pulling on him.

"Alright, alright. Bye guys," Cye said as Emily pulled him away from the two. They waved back at them smiling.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Emily was still pulling on his arm over to a giant fountain in the school courtyard. She stopped when they got to it. She pointed into the pool of the fountain. Cye reluctantly looked in. All he saw was their reflection in the swirls of the water. He looked back up at her confused.

“What?” he asked her. She paused before answering him.

“The swirls, violent streams of liquid, a torrent, if it were,” she told him. His eyes widened in surprise.

“How’d you?” he asked her in amazement. She shrugged.

“I saw you and “Hardrock” on the news,” she told him simply.

“And you placed us that quickly? I’m gladly we’re leaving soon before it gets uglier,” he said and sat down onto the fountain edge. She sat down next to him.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell,” she tried to reassure him. He looked at her warmly.

“I know that Emily, it’s just, if you figured it out, the police probably did,” he told her. She smiled.

“Oh I don’t know, I might be smarter then the police,” she told him. He smiled. He leaned in and hugged her. She smiled and hugged him back.

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