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The twins, the teenagers and their parents.
It looked like the easiest case to solve. The 6 bodies was found in the bedrooms. It looked like they all had been asleep, except one. The twins Nicolas and Julia, age 3 was found in their shared bedroom. Thomas, age 13 was found in his bedroom. Trina, age 16 was found in her bedroom. And the parent, Adrian and Michelle Garrett was found in their bedroom. And as mentioned they all seemed to be asleep, except from one…Michelle Garrett. And she was the one with the gun in her hands.
It was a terrible sight for those who saw and found the bodies. Brass was at the scene before the CSI-crew, and he was almost sick after what he had seen in the house.
They all arrived at the same time, but in 3 separated cars. Catherine and Nick, Greg and Warrick, Sara and Grissom. Sara and Grissom always took the car together these days, and today was not different. And it was not only so they could spend time together, but also so they could have the time to talk about other things and not only talk about the dead. "You know…" Sara started to say "You know we have some free-days left to use" she said. "Yes, I know. Anything special you're thinking?" Grissom asked. "Yes, I'm thinking you, me and a bungalow far, far away from Las Vegas" she said with a rusty voice. Grissom laughed and said "soon, honey. Soon. We could really need those days after what we've been through lately". "Yes, indeed" she said and turned the radio on. They both went silent and listened to the words of "Everything I do (I do it for you" . Sara took her seat back and relaxed "I've always loved this song, but I don't thing I understood the song until I met you, Grissom".
They needed all the space and quietness to work, so they sent out all the people who wasn't really doing something. But Brass warned them before they entered the house. "There is blood, a lot of blood. But the thing that will shock you is the brutality, and that 4 kids are dead" he said and looked at Sara and Catherine while he said the last thing. They all knew that this was a special case, and looked at each other before they walked in. They was all standing in the living room…waiting for their orders from Grissom. "Sara and Nick, the twins room. Warrick and Greg, the 13 year olds room. Catherine, the 16 year olds room, and I'll be in the parents room" he said. "Go to work, and don't miss a thing". "Yes Sir" they all said and went to their workplace.
The twins room.
It was quiet, just like time had stopped. Like no one had lived there for a hundred years, except for one major thing, two children was dead in the room. It looked like they was only sleeping, but they both had one single gunshot through their heart. "Bullet in the heart" said Sara "and the killer knew it victims" she finished. "Yeah, but their faces is not covered, so maybe not that close?" said Nick. He said it with a cold voice, but his eyes betrayed him. "Not nesseseraly, it could be just to confuse us, but I don't know. We just need to keep searching". Nick took the closet and one of the beds. But all he could find was a single long, bright straw of hair. Nick stood there and watched the twins and his thoughts ran away.
Who can do this to small children? And delete a whole family like this? It's a crazy world, and it only gets crazier. But there is nothing I can do to make it better. I can only try to solve this case in the memory of the victims and their closest family
"You know, this room is the first one in the house, so it might be the first place the murderer entered" said Sara while she was putting something in a bag and wrote "evidence, cigarette" on it.
Nicolas was laying in the bed closest to the door. He had short brown hair, and just the size of a normal 3-year-old. He had a blue nightshirt on with "Bob the builder" on. The sheet was bright blue, and his duvet and pillow was green with a big brown football on. And Nicolas was laying on his bed "just sleeping".
Julia had a long, curly, brown hair, and she was just the right size of a 3-year-old girl. She was wearing a pink night gallon with "Ariel, the little mermaid" on. Her duvet and pillow was pink with a big white ice-dancer on, and she had a yellow sheet on her mattress. And she was laying there, looking like she was sleeping.
They looked all over the place in the bedroom without finding much. Only stuff like hair and fingerprints until…"hey Sara! Look at this" Nick suddenly said. "What is it?" she asked just as she was walking out the room but turned back again. "I've found blood on the boys night-table. And that's strange because it's far away from the boy, so the blood-spatter wouldn't reach that". Sara came closer and said " okay, swap it and send it to trace/DNA".
This blood made them work longer in the room, but in silence, they both struggled with this case and their thoughts was best left in their heads now. But Nick was also thinking about something else when he broke the silence and asked "Sara, how is he?" "How is who?" she asked knowing exactly who Nick talked about. "You know who…Grissom of course, silly you. How is he when he's not working?" Sara smiled a bit, because she knew exactly how Grissom was when he wasn't working. "Well…you know…Grissom always work, when he's working on a case. No matter if he's at the lab or at home. But when he don't have a case he relaxes more, because then he's not the boss of everyone, and he smile more" she said and sent loving thoughts to the man three rooms away. "And eh….how long have you been together?" Nick asked and gave her a you-know-what-I-mean-smile. Sara just looked at him and turned around and said "ask Grissom" with a smile. Because I'll never tell, and Grissom will never tell. So we just let them wonder.
