This the first one in the Too Young to Die but to Old to Live series. I only own Angel so no worries about me getting money.
"Nick, Greg, and I are going to go to Sunrise Acres Elementary," Grissom said passing out the assignments.
"Where are we going?" I asked jumping up.
"Sunrise Acres Elementary," he repeated, "Is there something wrong with that?"
"Yes," I said walking to the door, "We have to go now!"
I quickly ran to the car and got in the drivers seat. Grissom and Nick got in the car and I drove off as fast as I could without going over the speed limit. It didn't take long to get there, but when we did I jumped out of the car and ran inside. One of the teachers saw me and grabbed my arm.
"Mr. Sanders, oh thank god you're here," she said happily.
"Where is she, Mrs. Wilson?" I asked panting slightly.
"She's in the music room," Mrs. Wilson said, "Would you like me to show you?"
"Yes," I said as she started to walk, "Thank you."
"I'm glad to help. It was one of her closest friends that they found."
"Who was it?"
"It was Danny Foreman."
"Oh god, they were best friends."
"She hasn't come out of here yet. I hope you can get her out."
"Thank you, Mrs. Wilson."
As she walked off I went to the door and knocked on it slightly. I heard a muffled sob so I knocked harder. This time the door opened and I saw a little girl standing there blood covering her body.
"Oh hunny," I said pulling my shirt off and handing it to her with a bag, "I need you to go change into this and put your clothes in this."
She just nodded her head and pulled her shirt and pants off. Putting them in the bag she handed it back to me and pulled on my shirt. I closed the bag and started to walk off.
"Daddy," she said softly.
"What is it Angel?" I said looking down at her.
"He's dead," she said wiping the tears that were falling, "Danny's dead."
Tears filled my eyes as I heard her say this. Danny was Angel's best friend. He had become like an older brother to her, and I knew that nothing was going to happen to her. Now he was dead and she had seen the body.
"Greg, there you are," Grissom said sighing, "Where were you?"
"Grissom," I started handing him the bag with Angel's clothes in them, "This is my daughter, Angel."
He looked down and gasped when he saw her. Opening the bag he saw that it was her clothes in there. Kneeling down he looked her in the eye. Angel simply flipped her hands over and showed them to Grissom.
"Hello Mr. Grissom," she said sadly, "I'm sorry I moved the body, but I had to see if he was still alive."
"We're going to need you to come to the lab," he said looking at her hands.
"Daddy," she said turning to me, "May I take a shower first?"
"Yes," I said grabbing her hand, "You can take one at the lab. I have shirt you can wear."
"Thank you," she said looking up at me, "Good-bye Mr. Grissom."
"You can just call me Grissom or Gris," he said smiling at her.
"Good-bye Grissom," she said as I walked off.
"Angel," I said, "I'm so sorry."
"I am too," she said as we got into the car, "I just wish I could have stopped it."
"We don't even know if you could have stopped it yet."
"There is always a way to stop something as long as you look."
I looked at her and saw tears falling from her eyes again. We quickly got to the lab and I pulled her into a hug. She quickly wrapped her arms around me and started to sob harder.
"Why did he have to die?" she said between sobs.
"I don't know baby," I said trying not to cry myself, "But we'll going to find out what happened."
"Can I take a shower now?" she said scratching her arm.
"Ya," I said as we got out of the car.
We walked in and Angel instantly froze looking at all of the people running around. She looked up at me with puppy dog eyes hoping that I would help her. Chuckling I picked her up and walked to the shower.
"I'm going to get the shirt from my locker," I said to Angel when we walked in.
"Okay Daddy," she said as she took her clothes off and turned the water on.
"Don't take to long," I said handing her a towel.
"It's okay," she said wrapping the towel around her body, "I'm already done."
"Good," I said smiling, "Now dry off."
"Can you help me?" she said trying to dry her body off.
I simply laughed and picked her up and put her on the bench. Taking the towel off I started to dry her off gently before grabbing the shirt and putting it on her. The shirt was way too big for her so she didn't have to wear pants with it. Putting her underwear and shoes on I picked her up and ran a comb through her soft brown and green hair. It was then that I was paged by Grissom.
"Daddy," she said cuddling into me, "Is it time for lunch yet?"
"I go on break in an hour," I said walking into Grissom's office, "We can eat then. You paged me."