A FRESH BEGINING chapter 7
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Grissom walked into the break room a while later. He looked around at the guys and Sara, Cath had the night off. Greg and Nick were playing a game, Warrick and Sara were sat at the table drinking coffee. A smile was tugging at Sara's lips as she fiddled with her necklace.
"Right guys, assignment time. Greg, you are with Nick on a B & E here's the information. Sara, Warrick you two have a DB out in the desert. I'll be with you to start with as its got bugs and I need to do a time line. We'll take two trucks then I can come back earlier.
Nick and Greg switched off the game and headed out.
"Catch you later!" Sara called after them, "My turn to drive War."
"Man, you always drive!" grumbled Warrick as he followed her. "Anyway Sara why are you in such a good mood? You've not stopped smiling since you walked in."
Grissom smiled at their conversation, he wanted to hear Sara's answer so he quickly caught up with them.
"Yes, why such a good mood Sara?" he joined in with a smirk.
Sara turned to look at them and stuck out her tongue.
"Aren't I allowed to be happy?" she asked.
"Yes. Don't get me wrong, we love you like this," Warrick quickly answered, not wanting her good mood to disappear. I t had been a few months since Sara had one of her bad moods.
"Well come on let's go. The sooner this shift is over we can go home. I'm off tomorrow," Sara smiled at Grissom," I want to finish on time too, is that okay Boss?"
"Let's see what the case holds Sara but I'm sure you can. Now let's go, Brass is waiting for us."
Half hour later the two trucks pull up behind Brass and a couple of black and whites. The three CSI's moved closer to Brass, Warrick grumbling about Sara's driving as they walked. Sara turned and gave him a slap on the arm saying.
"At least I'm not like Nick Driving Miss Daisy Stokes !"
Grissom smiled at them, it was good to see that Sara and Warrick were now good friends after all that had gone on before.
"Guys work time. What do we know Jim?"
Brass turned and pulled out his notebook.
"We've got a female body, very badly beaten. No ID but lots and I do mean lots of your friends Gil. She's over there." Jim pointed a short distance away to the left. "David is waiting for you to get your bugs, and then he'll move the body."
Grissom turned to Warrick and Sara
"Warrick have a good look around maybe there's some tracks. I don't hold much hope though. Sara you can help me."
"Okay Boss." Warrick pulled out his camera and flash light and was soon moving around looking for any clues that might help them.
Sara grabbed her case and followed Grissom totally in work mood. It had surprised them both how easy it had been to switch between their work and home lives. Sara started to take photos of the victim while Grissom set about collecting his bugs. Sara shook her head as each flash illuminated how badly beaten the victim was. Grissom looked up as she paused.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yeah." Sara turned and gave a small smile. "You done?" she asked noticing all his little pots were full.
"I am. I'll head back and start the time line. You and Warrick do what you can, although there doesn't look much here. See you soon." With that Grissom packed up his things and left for the lab.
Warrick joined Sara as she bent over the body.
"You ready? I've got nothing, the weather must have destroyed any evidence." He said.
Sara slowly stood up and stretched her legs and back.
"I'm ready, there's nothing here. David," she called." You can take her now."
"Thanks Sara. Doc says he'll start on her straight away, he's quiet tonight." David walked over with his gurney and moments later the victim was being loaded into his truck.
Warrick followed him with his eyes,
"Let's hope she's in the system and we can get an ID. Come on let's go." Warrick grabbed his case and walked over to the truck, "Bye brass, we'll let you know what we get. Oh Sara I'm driving back."
Sara shook her head and followed getting in the passenger side.
"See ya." She called out to Brass as Warrick drove away.
The drive back to the lab took slightly longer with Warrick driving but it still didn't take that long. Sara pulled her case out of the back. They both walked into the building, Sara headed for the morgue and Warrick to the evidence room.
David was prepping the body ready for Doc. Robbins when Sara walked in.
"Hey David. Any chance of a finger print?" she asked as she did her lab coat up.
"Hi Sara. I think you'll be lucky, go ahead." David smiled at Sara, he had always liked her.
"Thanks." Sara gave him a huge smile, and proceeded to take the finger prints she needed. "I'll just take these up to Jackie and grab Warrick. Can you tell the Doc we'll both be along soon."
"Sure Sara." David turned to watch the leggy brunette leave the room a shy smile on his face.
Sara soon found Warrick talking to Grissom.
"Hey guys," she said, "I've got a finger print off the victim. I gave it to Jackie so fingers crossed we will have an ID soon."
"Good. Do you need me Sara?" Grissom asked.
Sara turned to her boss and smiled fingering the butterfly around her neck.
"No, we're cool. Ready Warrick?" she turned to him.
"Yeah let's go."
Ten minutes later they were both robed and stood by Doc Robbins, the victim laid before them. X-rays were on the light box by the side. Warrick shook his head,
"So what can you tell us Doc.?" He asked.
Doc. Robbins pointed to the face,
"There are severe fractures to all her facial bones, several to her skull. Look here," he pointed to the x-rays of her collar bones and ribs," there are a lot of healed and semi healed fractures."
Sara frowned and shook her head. She was starting to get angry.
"Classic domestic violence," she said.
"Yes this girl was literally beaten to death. That's all I have, sorry, the rest is up to you."
"Thanks Doc." Warrick and Sara left the morgue. Sara was quiet, this was the first domestic case since her suspension. As they walked towards Grissoms office, he came out to meet them.
"We have a name, Charlene Hudson. Brass is bringing the husband in."
"Good, I'll be ready," Sara said grimly.
Grissom looked from Sara to Warrick,
"Everything okay?" he asked.
"Sure, we've got CoD , she was beaten to death." Warrick answered.
Before Sara could say anything her cell rang.
"Hey Brass, okay I'm on my way." She turned to Warrick, " the husband is here. I'll go."
"Damn!" Warrick watched her stalk down the corridor.
"What is it Warrick?"
"Domestic violence. Remember last time? Warrick turned to look at his boss, "I'd better go. Just when she was in a good mood as well."
"I'm coming too."
When they got to the PD Sara was already in the interview room with Brass. All that they could do was watch through the glass. Brass was stood behind the husband and Sara was across the table glaring at him.
"What's this all about?" he asked, fiddling with his shirt sleeves.
"Your wife." Brass told him. "You know that person you haven't seen for a few days."
Sara placed her hands on the table in front of her. She knew the guy had done it.
"How did it feel Mr Hudson? Bone crunching under your fists? Does it make you feel big?"
"What the hell?"
Sara leant over so that she was only inches away from him, "What was it this time? Dinner late on the table?"
Behind the glass Grissom had seen enough. He quickly walked out of the room and knocked on the door. Brass opened it, glad of the interruption.
"I need to speak to Sara." Grissom told him and then walked a short way down the corridor.
Sara joined him, her face like thunder.
"What the hell Grissom?" she ranted.
"Sara, you're off this case. Go back to the lab." His voice was quiet.
Sara shook her head.
"You can't do this, " her voice starting to rise.
"Sara go." Grissom started to put his arm out towards her but Sara backed away.
"Don't even think it mister. That guy did it and you know it"
"Sara, please," his eyes begged her to understand why he was doing this but Sara ignored him, she shook her head.
"You know what? I'm gone!" Sara shouted and stormed away.
Grissom stood there shoulders slumped, he didn't see Warrick duck back into the observation room.
"Damn." Warrick said as he reached for his cell. He quickly sent a message back to the lab. It read
Watch out Sara is in a temper!
Hopefully nick and Greg would stay out of the way. Once the message was sent he stepped back into the corridor and joined Grissom.
"Griss?"
"Let's nail him and just hope there's no fall out elsewhere." Grissom told him.
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AN this chapter seemed really long so have just chopped it in half, the next bit will be up soon. Hope you like it.