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And now onto the part!

She allowed me my phone call five minutes ago, and hasn't returned since, allowing my mind to wonder why I have been arrested. I immediately go to Meredith, did she remember and tell them. I ponder it for a minute, before realising that she wouldn't go to the police herself because she's most likely a wanted woman. I don't think I've done anything else that could be considered illegal. Well, not yet. As with everything, I have to consider that Kyle has made up a bogus charge and has something planned that needs me to be arrested. I rub my hands over my eyes, all I'm doing by sitting here, and thinking, is worrying myself. I need to deal with the now, which is that phone call I was promised. I stand up and walk around the table and to the two way mirror. I smile at the people hidden behind my reflection. I strain my ears trying to hear who is in the room on the other side of the glass.

"What is she doing?" A woman asks.

"Jane, are you scared of her?" A man responds with a grin.

"No Phil, she just gives me a bad feeling. We both know the charge we have her in on is bogus." Jane responds frustrated.

"Jane and Phil right? It's nice to meet you." I tell them with the same smile on my face, looking in the direction their voices were coming from. The room goes silent, and I hear their breathing become quicker.

"How does she know that?" Jane asks in a frantic whisper.

"I've been patient so far, but if I don't get my phone call in the next minute, you'll see a side of me you don't want to." I tell them. I hear one of them scurry out of the room, and about half a minute later the door opens behind me, and the red headed detective walks in.

"You can have your phone call now." She lets me know. I give a smug smile to the remaining person behind the glass, and turn around walking past her out of the room. She leads me through desks until we stop at one and she motions towards the chair. I sit down in it and pick up the phone, typing in the number. It rings for about five seconds before they answer.

"How did you get this number? If you are wise you will hang up and delete it, forgetting that this ever happened. If not, get into your funeral attire." My dad's voice says menacingly.

"Is that any way to greet your daughter?" I ask.

"Oh, hi sugar. How can I help?" My dad asks his tone changing abruptly. I chuckle.

"Guess where I am." I tell him.

"At school like you're supposed to be?" My dad asks hopefully.

"No." He sighs into the phone but continues to play along.

"Are you at McDonald's being served by McDonald's boy?" My dad asks a grin tainting his tone.

"Nope."

"Hm. Am I going to be told about it from your uncles and aunts?" My dad asks. I chuckle again.

"No."

"Well, I give up then." My dad finally relents.

"I was arrested!" The phone is silent for a moment. "Surprise!" A click before a long beep sounds, letting me know that either my dad destroyed his phone or he hung up.

"Okay." I say extending the vowels, returning the phone to the cradle. I stand up and look to the red headed detective standing next to the desk waiting for me to finish my phone call.

"Ready when you are." I tell her. She leads me back to the interrogation room, this time sitting back across from me.

"Are you going to let me know why you arrested me then?" I inquire. She exhales leaning forwards and clasping her hands atop the metal table.

"We try not to get involved in petty high school arguments usually, but it seems as the chief's daughter was the one to make the complaint we had to act." She lets me know. I let out a loud laugh. Tiffany was the one to get me arrested. I never thought of her, because I didn't think she would actually go through with her threat.

"What did she say I did to her? Kill her?" I ask. The detective falters for a minute.

"That would be outright stupid; she was obviously alive when she made the call." The detective remarks in confusion.

"Well, you've never met Tiffany then." After blinking a couple of times, the detective answers my question.

"She said that you attacked her unprovoked." I snort.

"Again, you've never been around her, if I did attack her it would have been provoked."

"You would have still been arrested." A knock on the door stops the woman from continuing. Another detective pops their head in through the gap in the door.

"Her lawyer is here." The detective lets the woman sitting across from me know.

"I do-" I start but am left speechless when my dad walks in. I groan hitting my head down onto the metal table.

"You're going to get me prosecuted and put in jail for the maximum time." I mutter to him.

"Huh, am not." He replies in indignation.

"I don't think we've met before, I'm detective Stacey Cold." I hear the scrape of the chair as the woman stands and extends her hand. I look up to see she's run her hands through her now free hair, and unbuttoned a couple of buttons on her shirt. I roll my eyes as my dad extends his hand also. I rest my head on my hand and cough. I extend my other hand to my dad, not bothering to stand.

"What's your name again?" I ask him.

"Ha-" He starts but stops when he realise he wouldn't be my lawyer if we had the same name. He purses his lips and continues. "Hayden Smith." He takes my hand crushing it in a firm handshake.

"So, what are the charges against Miss Hades? Don't ask me how many times I've had to come and rescue her from a police station." My dad tells her with a chuckle, aiming the last bit at me. So, you want to play that game dad?

"Assault."

"Oh, Hayden knows all about being charged with assault, I'm glad that he's the one representing me." I say with a forced smile, and patting my dad's arm who is now sitting next to me. My dad gives me a look which says 'touché'.

"Oh, so you were in prison?" Stacey queries biting her lip, with attraction tainting her voice. I narrow my eyes, she works with criminals trying to put them away, but she's also attracted to them?

"Oh, no the charge was bogus." My dad responds looking smugly at me. "Much like my client's I hope."

"He hopes that because if he drops the charges against a client, he goes out with his boyfriend for a celebratory meal." I pretend to let her know. Stacey immediately buttons her shirt back up and loses her flirty look replacing it with an embarrassed one. I look over to my dad to see his face has gone red with trying to hold in his laughter. "Oh, there's no need to be embarrassed." I pretend to console him. I find it cringey when women hit on my dad in front of me, so I killed two birds with one stone there.

"Have fun with your boyfriend tonight then." Stacey tells my dad standing up.

"You're dropping the charges?" My dad asks.

"Yes. About those over charges earlier, those aren't dropped yet." Stacey lets me know before rushing out of the room. Dropping the act of Lawyer, my dad now turns on me.

"You made me break my phone, come up to Earth to save your ass, and I just hear about a second charge." I giggle only to get shot down with a glare from my dad. "Explain now." He says holding back his anger.

Here you go my little devils!

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