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The Great Mouse Detective.

"Everyone's dirty....the blood...." Her hands shake a little as she looks at her hands, the ones she covers with blood. "I can't seem to scrub it away....I try really hard but I can't scrub it all away. I don't want anymore blood on me. You just have germs and, no blood but...I can't handle...I'm sorry."


She hesitates looking at him with wide eyes as he asks. But she looks back at the locker. "My brother killed my mother and my siblings. I ran in the meat locker to hide and accidentally locked myself in. He couldn't get in and left me there to die. But I didn't want to die too, so I broke the glass on the window, climbed on boxes and landed in a dumpster." Her hands bled so much from it. NO matter how clean she got she couldn't get that blood off, the gloves helped keep her mind off of it. "But I proved I was sane. And I am. I'm going to live here, continue my mother's butcher shop and see my brother again...I didn't think it was going to be this hard.


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"You don't need supers to change the world Amy. Average people can do it too." He squeezes Tara's hand quickly as she ruffles his hair and is passing by him to the kitchen. "You call me stupid, I just don't let big bad wolves scare me off.


Amy shakes her head thinking he is insane. She has a stack of files. "You and I are going to go over these, but you're still an idiot...or you think no harm will ever come to you. God gave you a gift with that brain of yours, yet you're one of the biggest morons I've ever met."


"Thank you?"


The young chief of police managed to get all the files in her cruiser, in the trunk. His office still a nightmare as the raccoon tara had shooed off managed to find his way back in and was sleeping on the desk, but she resided to sitting in the living room taking notes at what Daniels saw the clues as, and if he was right these would put many of their cases to bed. It was aggrivating as fuck to know that he was one of the good guys...and despite how much she hated the bastard...and she wouldn't admit it to him, she could trust him, and his wife. When Tara came back with tea she held it for a second looking at the two of them. "Just be careful snooping at the station. I know I have dirty cops. I'm not sure who, and how far it goes up the chain, and if they catch you sniffing where you shouldn't James...I can only do so much to protect. I stop my own threats on a daily basis, adding your future ones is going to age me considerably."


"Hitchcock is dirty." Daniels says matter of fact, pulling Tara on his lap. He grins feeling a wave of nostalgia, he used to do this for his dad in another life.
 
Blake sits and stares at her silently from his position on the floor for a second. Then catches his breath and stars "That's... Wow. Piper I want you to know I''ll do anything you need me to to help you... So why did you decide on the butcher shop and Um..." He hesitates but pushes on, "Why do you want to see your brother again?" He decides in his head that he is going to help her. This poor broken girl that he just happened to find. He is going to help her.


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Tara takes her husbands hand squeezing it. Stupid head. It's his own fault for doing this at the wrong time of the month... He's lucky she loves him. Oh wait stop staring at him focus on Amy. Amy. That's where the conversation is right now. "Well even if you know someone is dirty I don't think you should just go and get rid of them. especially since there could be others. That would put Amy in danger."
 
Piper is a very broken girl. One of the worst kinds of broken. Her sanity snapped out of the very basic need to survive. The incident seemed to keep her in a childlike mentality of innocence and purity Mostly, gullibility. She tilts her head like a lost puppy looking at him trying to figure out why he's sitting on the floor. Her utility belt is now filled with cleaning supplies since they last met, she pulls a disinfectent wipe and her bottle of bleach, spraying the floor, rubbing it for a good minute before she sits down herself still confused but wants to figure it out. "My mom loved the butcher shop. I want to make her happy. And..." She pauses to think on the second one. "I want to forgive my brother. But I need to know why he killed them...so I can forgive him and he can come home. Blake...why are you being so nice to me? Most people start telling me how crazy I am or try to put medicine in me at this point of knowing them."


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"She shouldn't get rid of Hitchock. In fact, she really should know all the dirty party, let them think they are still safe so she can discover more dirt higher up the chain. Hitchcock has to report to someone, and that someone has to report to someone else. It's a good start to find the government agent that's a direct contact to Briggs."


Amy just stares at him nodding. "Yup. Death warrant....Tara thank you again for the tea."


"Someone needs to work on their bravery."


Amy flips him the bird "and how are those solo clients working for you right now?"


"....shut up..."
 
Blake smiles at her deciding since she told him so much he should tell her some stuff back, "I have a little sister who has had visions of the future since she was old enough to talk... Some people would tell me she was crazy or try to give her medicine... but I just think she is special. I think you are just special too Piper. I'm always worried that her visions broke her in some way but even if they did I would still love her for who she is. So I want to be your friend Piper so I can be there for you when you need me."


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"Of corse Amy! I'm just sorry James is always like this whenever he tries to do something good he always just ends up making an ass of himself." She ruffles his hair affectionately again. Gets up and whispers to Amy, "and I'm working on that client think to get him off your back all the time."
 
"Your sister is magical!" Her expression really is one of a five year old seeing Santa Clause downstairs for the first time, but then the puzzlement is there as her brow just scrunches slightly. "What bones do her visions break? That sounds really painful...."


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"Something tells me he likes making an ass of himself."


"Only to get the pretty girls irritated," He winks.


Amy rolls her eyes standing up. "Teach him how to talk to people before you get him clients Tara. I have to head out. Keep my men in line. You two be safe."


As Amy is heading out the door, the there is a ring. She opens it to see a middle aged man standing there. Brow raised "Can I help you?"


"Is this the place for Detective Daniels?"


"Talk about it and they will come. Your idiot's right inside, but its the Mrs. You should really be speaking with." She brushes by him to her cruiser.
 
Blakes eyes go wide in wonder of how innocent this girl can be. "It's not her bones that break Piper, people can break their minds too. But don't worry my sister is fine. Her name is Tara. and yeah. I think she is magical too."


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"Bye Amy" Tara Followed Snow out and smiles at the man coming into their house, "Hello. I'm Mrs. Daniels. You must be here to see my husband. Come on in. His office is a bit of a mess still so I'm afraid he will have to see you in the sitting room. I just put a pot on not too long ago so I can make you tea or coffee if you would like?" She has been rehearsing saying something like this sweetly for weeks now... she hopes it didn't come off too stiff.
 
The man raises a brow at Tara who just seems to babble. She might as well be wearing an apron and pearls around her neck coming off as a 1950s house wife or secretary. "This is the same house for the private investigator? Right? One that's good at finding information?"


He hears a crashing sound as an awkward young man trips on the rug crashing.


"That's me! Yup! Whatever mystery you need to solve, I can solve it! This is my lovely wife."


"Ok...maybe I have the wrong detective I'm looking for..."


"No no no no no, come on in!" Daniels gets up on his feet wiping the dust off his pants.


The gentleman groans running his hand through his thinning hair. "Ok. Mainly because I have a pest problem."


The man sits there with a cup of tea in front of him looking at two young kids who probably barely just got out of school. The boy is tapping his foot like someone about to get laid and that disturbs him slightly. "I run the Haunted Tours that we have in the city. We drive by land marks, tell gruesome stories and go through the cemeteries. One of my employees ran through a problem when a young girl became hostile screaming at him to leave her property and to not share her story. She even called me and I heard a mouth of it. She's insane, but she claims to be a surviving member of a family where there were no survivors. So I have limited choices here."


"You don't go on the property, right? Your tours are conducted on public streets or on a bus on the street?"


"Yes."


"So it's legal, but you're worried she'll sue the crap out of you if she is who she says she is. Then no more business?"


"What I need is a very deep background check on this girl, see how legitimate she is before I go further on any legal action."


"What do you plan to do when you get the information you're looking for?"


"If she's not....and she continues harassing my employees I'll press charges on her."


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"I would be sad to have my mind broken...that would be a lot of painful headaches. Are you magical like your sister?" she peaks up interested.
 
Tara blushes embarrassed through the whole beginning... then James starts his question thing and she relaxes immensely. She goes over to her Laptop in the next room and starts typing everything out while her husband is distracted. This and the birth control. if she can keep those things a secret she is doing pretty good.


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"uh... Sort of. I'm a different kind of magic than she is..." Blake scratches his head awkwardly. He hasn't used his powers once since he has been back to life. even when he was in heaven he used them but... He looks back at the innocent girl and smiles at her eagerness. "Okay. I sort of have light powers... I can even glow... see?" He holds out his hand to her and makes it glow a little.
 
Piper leans in fascinated by him and the glow. She reaches out to touch his golden hand, but when she actually gets close to doing it, she retracts pulling her hand in close. "You made the blood go away, just a little but its not there. How do you do that?"


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Daniels leans back in his seat. "You want to sue a child for yelling at your tour guide? How many times has this occured?"


"just this once but I can't afford-"


Daniels puts his hand up cutting him off and his face becomes stern. He doesn't look like a baffling idiot anymore but a very serious lethal man. "I do this to help people, not screw over the little guy."


"My business is important to me, it's my livelihood! I can't have some crazy loon harrassing paying guests."


"Act like she's part of the show. Talk to her to sort it out. I don't feel comfortable digging information just so you can file a lawsuit on something trivial."


The man stood up aggrivated. "What sort of shitty detective are you?!"


"One who likes to be someone his wife is proud to look at every morning. Maybe I'll look into it. Maybe I won't. But right now I don't feel comfortable."
 
"I don't know. Guess it's magic like you said... But I can glow everywhere see?" he slowly starts to glow all over. he is doing it slowly se he doesn't scare her. "You can take my hand you know? I'm not going to hurt you. I'm magic remember?"


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Tara grins from her spot around the corner. She couldn't be prouder of her husband. She couldn't believe he went from that awkward kid at the door to this strong man in the other room. She had to write this down. She wasn't sure if she would share this almost client with her few followers, She sort of wanted to keep it to herself and remember it fondly, but it was the best thing she had written so far. She was so happy she couldn't wait for the awful man to be gone so she could show James just how proud of him she really was.
 
"I'm not sure if you're aware of this, Mr. Daniels, but usually people in your profession don't refuse jobs."


"First time for everything. Please see your way out of my house. Check the yellow pages, I'm sure you'll find someone that will do what you're looking for." James stands up, that intense stare still there. "Word to the wise, if you know what you're doing is legal, then you wouldn't be hiring some schmuck off the street to silence a bystander. Food for thought."


"Fuck you."


"Out of my house."


As the man leaves, his shoulders slump and he sighs. "Welp....you want to go on a haunted bus tour with me tonight?" He forces a smile trying not to think about the job he just kicked in the face. But he is curious, he wants to see this woman and find out her story...just because it peeked his interest. "You're brother is soon going to point out that I'm not contributing at all to support you too. Specially when he hears this...."


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Piper gasps when his body turns a golden glow. There isn't a spec of dirt on him now. She sprays the floor, wipes it and inches just a little closer to him completely enthralled in the light. She hesitantly extends her hand out again, but quickly retracts, keeping it close to her chest. "i'm sorry....I'm scared...."
 
"Yes. I think that would be a great Idea... " Tara sings happily popping her head around the corner at him... Then she comes around the corner without a shirt on, "But we need to find something to do while we wait... I don't have any idea's do you?" She grins teasingly at him.


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"It's okay Piper. I don't want you to do anything you are uncomfortable with but I want you to know that I would never hurt you. You only have to take my hand if you want to. but I'm here if you need me okay?" He smiles softly at her. Blake has a slightly thuggish face but any trace of him being a delinquent disappears when he smiles and his face softens.
 
"The burglar came back, that's something we need to fix," he takes his shirt off chasing after her.


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Piper takes a deep breath and tries not to hyper ventilate. She winces her eyes shut squeezing purrell on his hand and she does breathe heavilly trying not to squeek.


She pulls, retracts, pulls out, retracts...and does this ten more times before she places her hand which is inside a big glove, on his, her face scrunched up waiting for something like an explosion to happen."Ok....i did it. I did it."
 
(Yeah sorry It did that on it's own making me think it didn't send the first time.)
 
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Tara giggles running from him at first then turning back at the last second and catching him in her arms. She kisses him softly. She sighs into him. "How did I get such a good man?"


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"You did it." Blake tells her softly, "I proud of you." He smiles letting her hand rest in his comfortably. "So what's your first goal on this amazing journey?" He asks her trying to get her to calm down with talking.
 
James holds her for a moment taking in her smell and how her body fits into him like a missing puzzle piece. He deepens the kiss then holds her in bridal style. "Here I thought I was getting a lecture I should treat my great great great oh so many greats granddaughter with respect. Which won't happen. She's too fun to play with."


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Piper is still breathing heavy just staring at her hand like it is lit on fire. She bites her lower lip holding in her need to repel away and hide in a corner. To clean that corner.


His question snaps her out of it, her body isn't shaking anymore as she just tilts her head confused. "I'm not traveling. Am I traveling? I guess maybe....I'd have to travel to the prison. I should create a map....but I'm not ready to go there yet....should I be going on a journey?"
 
Tara frowns at him clinging with her arms around his neck."Thanks for reminding me and you should. She is my only friend and you should be nicer to her. But I also know you just act like that with everyone you like so I'm going to let it slide... And because I just saw why my husband is so perfect a few minutes ago."


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Blake chuckles. "No no no. Not that I mean you have a goal. That's to see your brother and get this place up and running right? well what's the first thing you have to do in order to reach your goal?" He doesn't move his hand but enjoys the contact even if it is through a big glove.
 
"What am I going to do if this place gets up and runs away?!" A real panic in her voice. "Blake I can't have that happen! This is my home!"


She doest notice she grips into his hand. If she did she would jump back immediately and begin muttering. But she doesn't, and shows a physical connection that she is leaning on him for support.


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"Do what? Lose business? I'm not getting a lecture on that either for turning a client down. I'm just going yo take it, not even question it" he kisses her hard carrying her to the bedroom.
 
"No wait! Piper calm down it's just an expression for you to open up your shop. You know? How you want to clean this place up and reopen the butcher shop? It's okay. The place can't actually run away." He holds her hand back, "Tell me about the shop. What do you think you want it to look like? Because you are going to have to tell the contractor when we find one."


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"No you stupid head I'm proud of you for standing up for what you beleive in and doing that!" Realizes she just told him straight out... blushes and turns her head away.
 
Her breathing slows but she looks back at her hand and twitches. She pulls it back squirrting sanitizer on it and rubbing her hands in a compulsion. Blake is lucky she didn't scream or completely spazz out.


She trusts him. As much as someone like her can do that right now.


"It has to look like a butcher shop. I suppose I need to contact meat providers. But how am I going to guarantee clean meat....I have to think on that. I have to get a tenant to show this is not a murder house. What do you think a butcher shop looks like?"


Poor innocent piper not connecting that slabs of meat and butcher do not help with the house image since her brother killed everyone with a meat cleaver.


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"Ooooooooh" he says through kissed lips. Pulling apart when she turns her head away. "You have that face when you find me sexy but you don't want to admit it face " he reaches for her turned face, their noses nuzzling before he kisses her again. "I am still going to look into this stranger....just didn't think it was right."
 
"Um... Well I wouldn't get a tenant Piper. At least not until you fix the place up a bit" or more likely adjust to other people. But he keeps that to himself. "And do you know how to run a butcher shop piper? it might not be the best idea..." Since you see blood and all that... once more. kept to himself.


(I'm going to have him advise against butcher shop a little more forcefully. when he finds out that her brother killed everyone with a meat cleaver... especially since she is trying to make this place look not like a murder house)


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"Agh! I'm trying to hide!..." Accepts the kiss then rests happily against his chest, "I think you should do what you think is right. Because you usually are. And Don't tell Amy I said that then she is going to think I actually believe you are a good man."
 
"But I need a tenant. The owner of the tour company yelled at me and called me crazy. I don't want people thinking this is a murder house. I need to prove that its not....." Piper curls in to herself more cleaning the floor with her rag and bleach bottle. "No....no I don't....but my mother did. And I want to be like her....or make her proud of me."


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"Amy would be so devastated. You do? Well let me prove it more." He carries her to to the bedroom.


Boinking.


When they are done he gets up and starts getting dressed. "So plan is check out the tour. One of us should sneak off the bus to check out the house and the girl while the other pays attention to what the tour guide is saying. So partner, what do you want to do?"
 
"Piper I'm sure you mother would just be proud of you for doing something that makes you happy. It doesn't have to be a butcher shop. It can be anything you really want to do or at least something you know how to do... and this guy that's bugging you Now I'm sure we can do something abut the owner of the company without having to worry about a tenant. I'm sure just fixing up the place will help it's reputation."


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"I'm worried about both options actually. Because if I leave you, you will ask questions and annoy the driver then get kicked off the bus... but if I let you go in there are a billion possibilities of what could go wrong!... Oh I'll just let you go inside. At least then you might screw up your own case. And then I will laugh at you."
 
"But I don't knoe what I'm good at.....I can clean.... But I don't want to clean for people. They are too dirty...." Piper sighs looking slightly defeated. "Why would someone make a tour about the worst day of my life.....he's not a nice man."


(Show is going in can't write more than this)


"I wouldn't....ok yeah maybe. Yes I get to do the one I wanted."
 

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