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Usually, Kate
Lockley enjoyed interrogating suspects. It gave her a
thrill, making the bad guy crack.
Cracking
Buffy Summers-Angelus was not a chore she looked forward to.
She sat
across from the young woman and clasped her hands in front of her on the table.
Buffy�s bruises were still dark and angry against her skin, marring the blonde,
tan California girl image Kate was sure she would�ve projected otherwise. �Can
I get you anything to drink?�
Buffy shook
her head. �No. I just�I just want to tell you what I did so William can go
home.�
If nothing
else, these kids were devoted to each other � Kate had to give them that. She�d
seen more couples turn on each other than not in situations like this. Very
rarely was one person so willing to fall on their sword to save their lover,
never mind both.
Kate spoke
gently, constantly reminding herself to go easy with this one. Gunn had called
right before she�d gone in to speak with Buffy and told her he�d gotten nothing
from the son. She�d put in a request for phone records, but there was no
guarantees those would turn up anything either. The woman seated across from
her may very well be the only lead they had towards actually cracking the case.
�Buffy,� she began. �Can I call you Buffy?�
A nod.
�Yeah.�
�Buffy, I
want you to start from the beginning. Tell me everything about that night.�
Buffy looked
down at her hands, not able to look at Kate as she let out what she�d been
holding in. �Will was in Mexico that day. We�we were planning to run away. I�
Liam was beating me. More and more. I just wanted out.�
She had to
stop for a moment, a lump forming in her throat and tears spilling over onto
her cheeks. Kate slid a box of tissues across the table and Buffy took one with
a mumbled, �Thank you.�
�Do you need
to take a break?� Kate asked, forcing her voice to stay even, reminding herself
again this one had to be handled delicately.
�No.� Buffy
shook her head. �No. I want to tell you what happened. I don�t want Will to
have to take the blame for what I did any longer.�
�Then what
happened between you and your husband that night?�
�He came home
late. I was already in bed, but he called me into his study. He�d�he�d found
out about Will and me. He had pictures�I guess he�d had someone watching us.
We...he attacked me. He tried�� Buffy had to stop for a moment, wringing the
tissue in her hand. �He tried to choke me and he tried to rape me. I got free,
and that�s when I got the gun. I didn�t�I didn�t really mean to hit him. I just
wanted to scare him, make him get away from me.�
�Where did
you shoot him?�
Buffy looked
up. �What?�
�Where did the
bullets hit him?�
�I�I don�t
know,� Buffy admitted. �I didn�t look.�
Kate nodded
tersely. �And when did all this take place?�
Buffy
scrunched her face up, trying to think. �Um�around ten? I looked at the clock
when he came in, and I�m fairly certain it was ten.�
�And you�re
sure he was dead when you left?�
�Well, I
didn�t check,� Buffy admitted. �But he went down, and he didn�t get back up.
And then they found him shot, so��
�Buffy, was
anyone else in the house besides you and your husband?�
Buffy pulled
back, blinked. �I know Will said he did it, but he really wasn�t there. He
wasn�t even in the country. Don�t they have like, cameras at the border
or something? Something you can see that he couldn�t possibly be there?�
�Not him.
Someone else.�
�Why?� Buffy
asked, wary of the question.
�It�s just
something I need to ask.�
�Not that I
know of. It�s a big house, but I didn�t hear anyone else in there, and the
staff should�ve already gone home for the day.�
�Did you
notice anything unusual at all? Did your husband mention planning to meet
anyone?�
�What? No. He
was attacking me.�
Kate nodded
again. �Is there anything else you can tell us about that night?�
�No, not really.
I went to Will�s afterwards, told him what happened. The next morning I woke
up, and both Will and the gun were gone.�
Kate shut off
the tape recorder beside her. �Thank you, Buffy.�
Buffy said
nothing, looking down at the shredded tissue in her hand. She felt relieved to
have shared the burden of her guilt, yet at the same time, Kate�s questions
left her puzzled. She couldn�t help but fear that somehow this would end up
still on William�s shoulders.
A guard
placed her hand on Buffy�s shoulder, indicating it was time for her to go back
to her jail cell. She went without argument, though she couldn�t stop the
questions swirling in her mind.

*** *** ***
The last
person Spike felt like dealing with was Lindsey McDonald, so when he was
informed his lawyer was there to see him again, he was less than thrilled.
Honestly, he�d rather just stay in his cell.
Yet there he
was, looking through a glass at Lindsey�s forever-smug face. �What do you
want?�
�Look, I�m
just going to cut to the chase with you,� Lindsey said, correctly assessing
Spike wouldn�t take to anything else. �Liam�s wife confessed, which I can get
you out with. However, they�re talking about holding you on hindering charges,
so I�m going to try to work out a deal for you. Will you be willing to testify
on the stand that she confessed to you that night?�
Spike�s eyes
narrowed but remained trained on the lawyer. �No.�
�Come on,
William. Don�t tell me you�re actually stupid enough to do something like this
for your little girlfriend.�
�I�m�� Spike
stopped short, his head cocked to the side. �How did you know Buffy�s my
girlfriend?�
For a moment,
the smug grin fell, but just as quickly, it was back. �Why else would a guy put
everything on the line for a girl if she wasn�t giving him some? Or at least
teasing him with the possibility.�
�Shut your
gob, McDonald. You don�t know a bloody thing about me an� Buffy. And no, I�m
not making any sodding deals. Hell, I�m not even
going to retract my confession.�
Lindsey�s
mouth fell. �You�ve got to be kidding me. William. Come on, they�ve got this
girl anyway. All you�d be doing is corroborating evidence they already have.�
�No. I�m not
giving another answer, so you might as well stop asking.�
�You�re being
an idiot.�
�Maybe. We�re
done here.�
�For now,�
Lindsey conceded. �Call me when you wake up and realize she�s using you.�
�Get out of
here before I�m forced to actually hire a lawyer just to keep you away.�
Lindsey stood
up without another word and walked away.
If nothing
else, Spike could find a little satisfaction in that.

*** *** ***
Dr. Fred Burkle went over her latest set of test results once again.
She knew they weren�t going to tell her anything new, especially since they
hadn�t told her anything surprising to begin with, but she liked to be
thorough.
The blood type
of the samples she�d found on the desk matched that of Liam Angelus. The hair
had been deemed �microscopically similar� as well. Because of that, they�d
opted to forgo the more expensive and time-consuming DNA testing.
At some point
before his death, Liam Angelus had hit his head on the corner of his desk �
hard enough to draw blood and remove hair. That much she knew for certain.
What she
didn�t know was what it meant to the larger picture.
Or even if it
meant anything at all.
She looked up
when the door to the lab opened, unable to keep herself from smiling when she
saw the handsome young Assistant District Attorney walk in.
Especially
with the way he was grinning ear to ear. She didn�t know what had him so
smiley, but it was infectious.
He waved a
small packet of papers in the air as he approached her. �I was right.�
�About what?�
she asked.
�You.�
Somehow, his smile managed to grow. �You, doc, are an absolute genius.�
Fred blushed
a deep crimson and looked down, her long brown hair falling over her face. �I
don�t know about that. I don�t even know what I did.�
Gunn slapped
the papers down on the table in front of Fred. �Phone records. And look at that
highlighted call. It�s from the line Liam Angelus had in the study.�
Fred situated
her glasses on her nose as she picked up the piece of paper on the top of the
stack. �Eleven oh-one p.m.,� she read off, her expression blank for a moment
until the significance of the time clicked in and she grew excited. �Didn�t the
wife say she killed him at ten?�
�Yep. Which
means either Liam made a phone call after he�d been dead for an hour��
�Or she
didn�t kill him!�
�Not at the
time she said she did anyway.�
Fred nodded. �Gives a lot of credence to our �something�s rotten in Denmark�
theory. Or at least rotten at the Angelus mansion.�
�Baby, I
think a lot of things were rotten there.�
Fred looked
up sharply. �Did you just call me baby?�
Gunn grew
wide eyed as she called him on his slip. �I didn�t mean�it just came out. Dammit, I should know better than that. You know, being a
lawyer and all.�
�Oh, I didn�t
mean nothin� like that! I wasn�t offended. I�� She
stopped short when she realized what she was about to say and cleared her
throat. �So what are you going to do? Do you know who he called?�
�We�re working
on that,� Gunn replied. �Turns out the number was made to one of Angelus�s own company�s cell phones, which means it was
most likely to an employee, or at least some sort of close business associate.�
�Is there
anyway to find out who that was?�
Gunn nodded.
�Apparently, they keep records of who the phones are signed out to, but we�re
going to have to go through the whole warrant process all over again to get
those. It�ll take several hours, if not a day or two, depending on how much
Lady Justice likes me today.�
�Oh.� Fred
leaned forward with her elbows on the table. �I hate suspense.�
Gunn
chuckled, finding himself completely enamored by her. She was so unlike any
other woman he�d ever known� �Yeah, me, too. Guess we better find something
to do to fill the time.�
Their eyes
met. Fred smiled slowly.
�I know it�s
kind of the wrong time of day, but I know this 24 hour diner that makes great
waffles,� Gunn said, taking a step closer to her.
�Yeah? You
know, I�ve always thought breakfast tastes better at suppertime anyway.�
His only
response was to smile at her again.

*** *** ***
Spike
wondered how many people wished they were staying in their cells as they were
being led out.
Apparently
Lindsey�s worries of a hindering charge were unfounded as Spike was released on
all charges the following morning. They handed him back his clothes and sent
him on his way, as if the past few days hadn�t happened at all. It was all
unsettling.
And only
meant he�d truly lost his chance to save Buffy.
Tara was there to meet
him, and he slid into her car without a word, his head hanging down.
�She didn�t
want you to take the fall for her, William,� Tara said softly, not
needing him to speak to know what was on her mind. �She loves you too much for
that.�
�I don�t
care,� Spike replied softly. �I could handle it in there, Tara. She can�t.�
�She couldn�t
handle you being in there, William. Not for something she did. You�you didn�t
see her. She was a mess.�
�I�� Spike
swallowed hard, forcing himself not to cry. �Just take me home, all right?�
Without
another word, Tara drove away from the jail.

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