Holly had been walking the streets for ten minutes before finally stumbling across a pay phone

Holly had been walking the streets for ten minutes before finally stumbling across a pay phone. She slipped a couple coins into it and dialed the number for Trouble’s office.

Grub picked up the phone after two rings. “Commander Kelp’s office.”

“I need to talk to the commander now.” Holly said.

“He’s not here right now.”

“Why not?”

“Looking for someone. Eta or something.”

Frond, had she really been out that long. “Okay put me through to his cell, and get off the line.”

“Got it.”

A few seconds later Trouble picked up his phone. “Commander Kelp.”

“Trouble it’s me.”

“What the-We were told you were dead.” Trouble screamed.

“Is Alettaine with you?” Alita asked.

“No, he’s dead.” Holly answered. “Sorry.”

Alita banged her fist against the car door. “Frond.”

“Okay, where are you?” Trouble asked.

“16th and Kalmar.” Holly replied.

“Okay so…” Trouble started.

“Ten minutes.” Alita supplied.

“Ten minutes it is. Don’t move. See you- Alita we are being shot at!” Trouble screamed as a shot passed through the rear window.

“Welcome to the East Side, Commander.” Alita replied with a laugh, flooring the gas. “We’re deep in Oyo’s territory. His people don’t take kindly to license plates they don’t know.”

“Then get us out of here.”

“Working on it.” She said as the needle on the dashboard reached 100 miles pre hour.

“Okay, Holly, I’m going to have to call you back.” He said before hitting the end button

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Ten minutes later a car with a shattered rear window and numerous dents in it pulled up beside the pay phone at 16th and Kalmar. A smile spread across Holly’s face as she walked over to the car. Trouble rolled down the window on the driver’s side. “Hey, nice to see you’re alive.” she said.

“You too.” Trouble replied. “Now get in, you’ve got some work to do back at Police Plaza.”

“Yessir.” Holly replied with a mock salute.

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After putting together a sketch of the one fairy she could remember back at Police Plaza and assuring at least four different fairies she would be able to identify him in a line up Holly was allowed to go home. When she opened the door to her apartment she heard the rustle of cards on a table. Only one fairy had a key to this place. “Trouble, you following me home is kind of creepy.” She said walking around the corner. The bag she had been carrying involuntarily fell to the floor when she noticed the fairy sitting on her couch playing solitaire with her cards was not Trouble Kelp, but Lieutenant Sandro Almet. “How did you get in here?” She asked.

“Nice to see you too Holly.” He replied.

“What did you want?” She asked deciding to forego any hope that Sandro was going to tell her how he got in.

“Where have you been?”

“A job.”

“I don’t remember giving you a job.”

“You didn’t. Captain Sobiat asked me to do her a favor.”

“You told her you’re still alive?”

“She figured it out on her own.”

“You need to be careful around her.”

“I don’t care what any records you’ve read have said, but she is a good cop, I trust her and you and I both know Root would’ve.”

“Okay, but from now on, I am the only one who can give you a job. We’re stretched thin as it is. I can’t have you working any case you like.”

“Got it. Now, if you wouldn’t mind, get out of my house.”

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A/N: There you go a short chapter to combat the two that were over 1000 words.

Another chapter should be up, I’m hoping Tuesday, but no guarantees.