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All Hands On Deck

Chapter 6

Sara no longer heard him, her nose was broken, blood ran from all the gashes on her face and body, her ribs were bruising and she was unconscious. He took her back to her room and re cuffed her in the same manner and left her bleeding. Both women went without food and water for the rest of the day.

Sofia was distraught when Sara was deposited back on the floor with her and just left. She had no way of helping to stop the bleeding only checking to see if she was still alive. Thankfully she coughed and gradually woke up. Her world consisted of pain both internal and external and her face was one mass of bruises that made talking difficult.

"Sara, what on earth did he do to you?"

"You mean besides the rape part? Let's just say I should learn to keep my mouth shut. His name is Joseph Furrows and I called him a coward to his face."

Sofia could imagine Sara doing that, she always told people straight up what she thought of them.

"So what happens now then, my turn next maybe or maybe we'll be driven back into town and told it was all a misunderstanding."

"No such luck Detective, but you were right about the first part, learn something from your friend here and maybe we'll get along fine," Joseph interrupted.

"Stay the fuck away from me you creep, or you'll wish you'd never been born." Joseph unchained her cuffs and stood her up, ready to walk out of the room with her when he was suddenly bent double in agony due to her swift kick into his groin.

"Oh dear the detective has spunk, and I have just the remedy for it. I do so hope you like heat Sofia."

He punched Sofia hard across the face, her nose spurted blood as she fell to her knees and he dragged her out of the room and upstairs into the sunshine. There in front of them stood a steel box about 4 ft high. Sofia looked at it in horror and pulled back away from it. He held her firm and pushed her down to her knees then undid the lock on the padbolt. He quickly pushed Sofia inside, shackled her ankles to the inside chain and shut the door, locking it behind him.

"Learn some manners in there missy."

Sofia freaked once she had taken in the enormity of her situation, a square steel box, 4 ft square, no room to lie down, hot steel walls to lean against, little ventilation, no, scratch that, no ventilation, no light and no water. She realized that if he forgot she was in here she was dead. God she smelled bad now, sweat and blood make for a smelly situation. She turned her thoughts to Sara, wondering if she was still alive after that savage beating, slowly the heat made her drowsy and she slept uncomfortably.

Sara was still alive, she had been washed down and prepared for his next time with her. Her ugly bruises seemed to have no effect on him, in fact he was proud of his work and he hummed as he chained her weak body to the bed once again.

"There isn't much fight left in you Sara but what there is, I mean to take. You are the best woman I've had since my girlfriend in New Jersey so maybe we can make this last a while."

Sara's foggy brain was slowly deciphering what he was saying but she was in no position to put up any fight, she just wanted to sleep. Once more he climbed on top of her and forced himself into her, her body was being torn in two and the blood wouldn't stop. He then started pumping harder and faster as his hands gripped her throat and squeezed, cutting off her air and the blood to her brain. She was losing her battle for life and she passed out not knowing if she'd ever wake up again.

He had finished up with her, cleaned himself up and dragged the unconscious Sara back and locked her back into the room again and it had taken all day. His enjoyment paying off when he heard a crunching noise, her right arm had broken as he had beaten her some more. Now her agony of being cuffed again would keep her mind off everything. He left to go and get Sofia.

Unlocking the steel box he was hit with the stench of sweat, blood and other bodily fluids. Sofia lay lifeless on the floor but he knew she was still alive by the steady rise and fall of her chest. A chest he would explore more later. Unshackling her he carried her back to the building, stripped her down and hosed her off before putting a bottle of water to her lips. As consciousness returned she drank greedily before her senses kicked in and realized where she was.

"Next time you do that, you won't be coming out alive. Do I make myself clear Detective?"

She nodded her head and allowed him to carry her back to the room with Sara.

"Sara isn't feeling very talkative right now, but that's alright since I've finished with her. She's coming with me now but you won't be lonely for long as I'm bringing back another 'house guest'."

"Wait, what are you going to do with her?"

"That would spoil the surprise now, wouldn't it Sofia. But don't worry, I'm sure someone will find her eventually. Just like you found those other girls in the garage."

Sofia screamed after him but he ignored her and she was left trapped and alone while he did god knows what to Sara.

-/-

The female lab techs finally had their gun carrying permits and now tended to stay close to each other. Hodges unofficially rode shotgun on Wendy, at least until he saw her safely home. It wasn't enough though. On the next shift one was missing, Wendy!

"Dammit Grissom, we know who he is, what he looks like, what his usual car is and yet he is like a wraith, invisible," growled Nick. He was rather fond of Wendy as they all were.

"I saw her home myself, right inside, I made sure she was home safe," commented Hodges.

"Alright David, Furrows must have been waiting for her. Nick, you and Warrick take her apartment, Greg you are DNA tech today or until Wendy gets back. Cath, you and S…umm I have a 419 in Desert Breeze Park. Let's get going folks."

Grissom and Catherine drove silently, both their minds filled with anxiety for their colleagues, they needed a break and soon. The lack of sleep was having a detrimental effect on the team so they needed either a break in the case or simply a break period.

As they pulled up to the park they found one police cruiser, a man and his dog plus a Detective they didn't know. Grissom made the introductions.

"CSI's Grissom and Willows, Detective. What have we got."

"Detective Clarkson on temporary duty from Boulder City. Body, white female, hard to tell her age and we didn't want to disturb the scene. The guy's dog found her partially buried and covered with leaf litter."

Oh dear, not more dead bodies. Who will it be?

I guess I can't live up to all your expectations but hey I still can try.