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This is the first story I'm posting online and I hope it's good. This was inspired by all the gif sets I saw from Bradley's appearance on izombie. I hope to update often and I hope you enjoy it! I'd also like to say thank you to all my friends that have helped me with this story, you're all amazing! I'm looking forward to seeing people's reactions so please leave reviews and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin, if I did it would've never ended.

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Chapter 1

Merlin began inspecting the scene; he followed his usual routine, first checking the body for wounds and trauma. This would be a suspected murder judging by the dark purple bruises around the woman's neck. She was found in the woods by a jogger that morning and Merlin and his team had rushed to the scene immediately after getting the report.

After investigating for nearly an hour Merlin lifted the caution tape enough so he could step under it and inform the rest of his team of what he saw.

He listed off pieces of evidence found at the scene and as his partner quickly jotted everything down in his black notepad Merlin was distracted by something, well someone.

A brunette boy with his back against a tree who appeared to be staring directly at him. Merlin tried not to look at the boy but there was something about him that kept him from looking away.

The boy was wearing a dark leather jacket and his brunette hair was loosely styled. He looked Merlin up and down and peeled himself off the tree. Merlin thought he was going to head in his direction.

"Detective Merlin?" His partner had been trying to get his attention for the past few minutes.

"Yes sorry, I was um...distracted."

"I'll say. Is it just me or does that brunette guy appear at every crime scene you cover?"

"What?" Merlin turned to face the detective.

"Don't tell me this is the first time you've noticed?"

"Well-"

"I thought you were supposed to be a detective?"

"I've been focused on the cases, not some lurking guy in a leather jacket." Merlin turned back to the place the boy had previously been and he was nowhere to be seen.

"I want to look into this guy," Merlin said "If he's been present for all of these cases like you said then he may be a suspect. He has to have a reason for being here."

"I'll see what I can do, and in the meantime wipe that adoring look off your face its making me nauseous."

Detective Gwaine closed his notepad and left Merlin where he stood. Merlin returned under the tape to finish up some last minute observations before returning to the station. Though the boy was gone he still couldn't get the image of him out of his head, he was so familiar but Merlin was sure this was the first time he'd seen him. Maybe he had seen him out of the corner of his eye at the other cases he was present for. Yeah, that must be it.

Back at the station Merlin began his research of the case at hand to distract himself from the boy. Maybe he had been sent as just that. Maybe whoever committed the crime knew that Merlin was one of the most valued detectives and sent the boy to previous crime scenes to build up the distraction. Or, maybe the brunette boy was guilty of the crime. No, he had to stop thinking about this. He needed to focus on the Jane Doe that had been murdered yesterday in the woods.

Based on the bruises found around her neck, the woman seemed to have died of suffocation but a large welt had been found on the back of her head along with discoloration at the surface of the skin suggesting a cerebral hemorrhage. So most likely she had fallen unconscious after being choked and the killer had taken something like a rock and hit her in the head.

The strange thing about this case was that the killer had put no effort into disposing of the body. It's like they wanted it to be found.

Merlin ran his fingers through his hair. He needed a break. He got up to get a cup of coffee and he went over to Gwaine's desk where he had been tapping away on his keyboard.

"Anything on the boy?" Merlin asked, sitting on a nearby desk and taking a sip of his coffee.

"Not yet, I wonder why he's so interested in attending all of these crime scenes and I wonder why he only seems to show up at the cases you're on." Gwaine looked up at Merlin lips crooked.

"I have no idea, I've never seen him before in my life." Merlin was telling the truth yet, it felt like a lie. Why was the boy so familiar?

"Well, we'll figure it out. Anything on our newest Jane Doe?"

"Nothing new, was anything found on her that we can use to get her name? A wallet maybe, keys, even receipts?"

"Yes, actually we found a receipt to," he clicked over to a new tab on his computer and read, "337 Pine street, a gas station a few miles from here." Merlin wrote the address down and hopped off the desk, "Thank you! I'll head there now, did she buy anything important?"

"Unless you count Cheetos, an energy drink and a pack of cigarettes as important then no."

"So she's over 18 okay I'll be back in a bit!"

"Have you seen this woman before?" Merlin slid a picture of the girl across the counter so the cashier could see it. He shook his head, he didn't say anything. The wide-set boy seemed young and a little frightened by Merlin. "Do you know who was working last night and early this morning?"

The boy nodded, "I think that was Lowell."

"Do you have security cameras installed?"

"No, they need to be fixed."

"What's Lowell's last name? I'd like to speak with him do you know where he might be?"

"It's-uh, Casey I think and his shift just ended so I'm not sure when he'll be back or where he went."

"Do you know when his next shift is?"

"I can go check if you want."

"Yes, thank you."

Merlin looked around the store while he waited. It was run down but it had all the essential things for a day on the road: various brands of chips, drinks, magazines and other things like cigarettes and lottery tickets lined the walls. He imagined that the Jane Doe was on her way home from work late at night and had come in to pick up a few things. But why was her body in the woods almost a mile away from here?

"His next shift is tonight from 7-9"

"Thank you," Merlin looked down at the guy's name tag, "Gordon, you were very helpful."

"Wow, dude you're a great detective how did you know that? I-I mean sir." Merlin continued out the door flashing a quick smile at the stunned boy before he exited."

Merlin reached in his pocket to grab his keys and the next thing he knew he was slamming into someone.

"Oh my apologies!" The boy immediately apologized. Merlin met the guys's face. It was the brunette boy from the crime scene earlier. He found him. "I'm Lowell, I'm sorry if I offended you detective."

"Lowell Casey?"

"In the flesh!" Lowell made a dramatic gesture with his arms. His eyes were striking close up, it was as if the ocean was encased in them. They were so deep and full of mystery, Merlin found himself unable to speak for a few seconds.

"Can I ask you a few questions Lowell?"

"Is this about that pack of gum I stole from work? Because it was only one piece and I just wanted fresh breath, it was for the good of my co-workers really, I mean-"

"I don't care about a piece of gum, I care about what happened to this woman." Merlin held up a picture of the girl.

Lowell's expression changed, "Marissa Fell, such a shame."

"You knew her?"

"Yes, she was one of my co-workers. You know," Lowell looked over his shoulder and then back at Merlin, "I could tell you more over coffee."

"Are you asking me out?" The corners of Lowells mouth turned up.

"Is that what you want me to be doing?" Merlin didn't know what it was about Lowell that he found so intriguing, maybe it was his deep blue eyes or maybe it was the fact that he looked even more familiar up close.