Only My Lunatic Fringe

Chapter 36: Released

Dean's POV.

"What is it?" Roman asks him with a sence of urgency in his tone.

Seth is full on grinning now while waving the USB stick in the air.

"How much is it worth?" He asks with a wink.

"Seth!" Roman and I yell simultaneously.

"Fine, jeez calm." He says with his hands in the air.

"What did you find?" I ask him when we all sit down.

"Well, let's just say that Faye has a lot of hidden skeletons in her closet." He says with wide eyes.

"Stop talking in fucking riddles." I impatiently say.

"Sasha found records of intense messages between Faye and Dr Rogers. So I managed to hack it and bam!" He exclaims and gestures to his laptop.

There on the illuminated screen, is about 50 emails back and forth between Faye and Dr Rogers. But what really stands out is the last one.

I paid you 10K to fake the paternity test. So do it! And forget about their feelings. If you when think about telling Dean the truth, I will make sure that you pay for it.

"Holy shit, but that only proves that he isn't the father of her daughter. It doesn't really clear Kat's name?" Roman voices the same doubts which I have.

"We thought of that, so that is when Sasha suggested that we get the real texts from Faye to Kat. After a lot of digging, hacking and cursing, we got it." Seth smugly says with a satisfied smile.

"I could kiss you right now!" I shout and hug him.

"Uh, dude, I am like totally spoken for." Seth chuckles and Roman joins in on the hug.

"We probably look like a couple of girls taking about their feelings now." Roman laughs and we pull back.

"But what about the assault charge?" I ask Seth.

"This evidence proves that Faye's lying about the so-called death  threats, so they will eliminate the assault charges. And plus, Kat has a rock solid alibi. She was basically on tour the whole week." He explains and I smile.

"I owe you and Sasha a years supply of beer." I say with a full blown grin.

"I'll keep you to that, but let's get this evidence to the detective." Seth says and we make our wah over to him.

My girl is getting out.

*****

Kat's POV.

I furiously run my hand through my hair for the millionth time today.

When I get out of here, that bitch is going to eat it.

I am so cold, since I am only wearing jeans, white blouse and tan wedges which are absolutely killing my feet.

This cell is every police departments dream. It has brick walls, floors and I swear this sorry excuse for a bed is made out of bricks.

It is also super cold. I am literally freezing my ass  off.

The iron gate opens and the same woman police officer offers me a smile.

"The charges against you has been dismissed due to evidence one of your friends brought in." She says and gestures for me to come out.

"I am free?" I ask with doubt.

"Yes, and for the record..." She says while we walk out. "I knew you were innocent. I got the mother of all bad vibes off that chick who accused you." She says and grins.