So far it had been three days and three nights. She'd been scratching it into the wall as the time had passed by. They weren't coming to save her ??? no one was. She was going to die in this cell and she knew it.

Alice was only fifteen but she had a tight grasp on the world; understanding the way politics and wars played out. She knew no one would come to her rescue; there was nothing in it for them apart from her tiny life. Who would want to rescue the daughter of a wealthy stuck-up man anyway? The only person who should care probably didn't even realise she was missing from her bedroom. She'd realised from the moment the two men had bound her and stolen her away that she was doomed. No one cared because no one knew she existed. They only saw her father. One of the richest and most hated men in the country.

Alice drooped her head against her knees, crying softly to herself - occasionally letting out a sob. She tucked her knees in further to her chest, trying her best to ignore the shackle around her ankle that stopped her from running free. She was alone and no one would save her.

With her head buried in her arms, Alice never heard the door to her cell open and a figure step inside, closing the door behind themselves. She never even noticed them walk across the stone floor to where she sat huddled in a ball, stopping next to her to bend down to her level. She only noticed when she felt a sharp flick hit the middle of her forehead. She looked up, startled, but relaxed a little when she saw who it was.

The boy in front of her, with shaggy brown hair and electric blue eyes that could pierce through stone gave a devilish grin, tucking his hands into his trouser pockets,

???What the heck are you crying over now, Alice???? He tilted his head to the side, ???We're feeding you and keeping you alive, what more do you want???? Alice sniffed loudly, wiping her nose on the back of her sleeve. The boy wrinkled his face, pretending to vomit, ???Cute as always.???

Alice sniffed again, rubbing her eyes with a dirtied sleeve,

???Please just let me go. I've already told you my dad wont pay for m-???

???Will you shut up!???? The boy said hastily, shoving his hand over her mouth before she could finish. She saw him look over his shoulder, his eyes wide. He was staring at the door ??? perhaps expecting for someone to barge in? When no one did he turned back to

L liked sweets. Some could say he liked sweets more than solving the Kira case. Some could EVEN say he valued his deluxe waffle cinnamon cake over Matsuda's life.
That was true up until the day he met Lil. She showed up in the office as a new intern; one of Soichiro's apprentices. She stood with one hand in her pocket, the other holding a large lolly-pop. L was already intrigued. She noticed his gaze and smiled at him; her eyes creasing up at the edges, then she did something that surprised L. She waved. Now what surprised him the most was that he found himself waving back.
Light nudged him, seeing his gaze averted from the monitors for the first time in two hours.
"What's up with you, Ryuzaki?"
As Lil disappeared through a door behind Soichiro and the other two interns, L managed to snap himself from his daze. He dropped his hand, holding it to his chest, and reverted back to watching the screens. He didn't speak.
Time passed and L soon pulled out another cake to eat, only as he lifted a spoonful of the dessert to his lips he heard a loud cry of "That was mine you jerk! Give it back!" - a moment later he saw Lil storming her way into the room, her eyes furious. Soichiro walked into the room a moment later, dusting his hands off.
"You weren't concentrating with that thing in your hands. You shouldn't be eating in here anyway."
Yes, Soichiro had taken away her lolly-pop. Taken it away and thrown it in the trash. Lil pointed an accusing finger towards L,
"Well HE'S eating, so why can't I?!"
"That's different. He's-"
"DISCRIMINATION!" She yelled angrily, stamping her foot. Soichiro looked at her a moment, saw her murderous expression then sighed and turned, deciding to leave her to cool off for a while.
When he was gone Lil sagged. She wanted her lolly-pop back. She turned on her heel and kicked the dust at her feet; oblivious to the eyes on her. She stuffed her hands into her pockets and made her way over to the screens. Light noticed,
"Hey, sorry but we're a little busy here,"
L raised a hand, looking back at the monitors,
"Let her be," He said quietly. Light looked down at him in his swivel-chair, wondering what was going on in his head then rolled his eyes and looked back at the screens. Lil rolled up along side L, staring at the screens with large sad eyes. She sighed heavily. L's eyes flickered to look at her.
Lil glanced sideways in surprise when she felt