Wanted

<3> Just A Cover.

Chapter 3, Just A Cover.

Piper Mclean

Piper sat at her desk tapping her pen against the cherry wood as she tried to stay focused on her new case she was assigned. But everything distracted her. The color of her desk reminded her of when she got so burnt (because she fell asleep while tanning) after going on a short vacation to the beach Annabeth had to rub cream all over Piper every morning and night because her body burned so much from the hot sun. The sound of footsteps coming close to her station reminded her of when Annabeth would walk over and help with Piper's new cases. The grey sky outside reminded Piper of Annabeth's sky grey eyes that became so stormy when she was confused or angry. Even the pen she was tapping on her desk without a purpose reminded her of a memory when the whole Police crew had a party, they were throwing darts for points and someone told Annabeth she couldn't do it. So Annabeth being so extra used a pen and hit dead center. Piper chuckled at the thought of her best friend.

Piper's smile quickly left her face thinking about how she had utterly and suddenly without warning betrayed her and the whole Police station. She became a murderer, killing her best friend's other best friend. How could she be so rude? So selfish and stupid not even thinking about another person but herself. She must hate everyone and everything! Maybe she had no emotions? Maybe she did but she just didn't care? Maybe this whole was just a cover? The whole police gig. Just a cover to confuse people as to assume she fought against murderers and wasn't one. Maybe Piper was just a cover? Were they ever friends? Maybe Piper should've picked up on some hints? Did Annabeth send any? It didn't matter, Annabeth was an ex-best friend, she was a lying, ruthless, jerk! She didn't deserve anything! She deserved a fate worse than-

Piper found herself balling her hands into fists and squeezing the pen to hard it was starting to bend. Her teeth were grit and her face was red from anger her eyes glossy because her body felt the need to cry. Piper closed her eyes and repeatedly thought about how her strength would be compromised if she cried. I can't cry, I won't. I will be strong. She swore. She swore she wouldn't cry over the things she had lost because of her ex-best friend.

Piper inhaled deeply sucking in all her doubts and fears for just a moment. She needed to focus, she needed to find Annabeth, and end her spree of unexpected evil, save the people from a murderer. Piper exhaled letting go of all the doubts and worries before opening her eyes and beginning to focus on her work.

"Hey Piper look at what I just found." Piper looked up from her work at Sam who showed her pictures of a blond haired woman with her hair up in a ponytail, like she used to wear before, driving through New York in suspicious places. 

"You get the license plates?" Piper asked as she studied the pictures more trying to see if it was really Annabeth, but the camera's that are on the stoplights never had good quality, that's one thing Piper hated she didn't have enough money to fix. It'd make her job so much easier if the camera's were high definition. "Yes," Sam responded, "I looked them up in the system and it had been missing for almost two days now." Sam said and Piper gave him back the pictures he had handed her.

"Find me the last place that car was, immediately!" Piper sent him off and he nodded as he ran back to his computer. Piper stood and threw her button up Police shirt over her black tank-top before going to find her assistant knowing Annabeth knew she'd have to ditch the stolen car if she didn't want to get caught. What was her assistant's name again? Percy? Yeah, that was it.

Piper looked around to find him sitting at a desk looking at papers as he was about to take a sip of a steaming hot beverage.

"Jackson!" Piper yelled at him since he didn't look up when he heard hurried footsteps like every Police Man should. Percy jerked his head up looking startled half to death dropping the papers he was holding out of his hand and quickly setting down his beverage.