Evidence – Tuesday, 5:00 pm

POV: Robert Goren

The Captain stops by with a folder in his hand. "I have the initial evidence report from Eames' exam. Rogers rushed it through for her. DNA has been loaded into the system and is being run for a match."

"Thank you.

"There was no evidence that anyone besides Eames was in her car. I'll have someone drop it at her house tomorrow morning.

"I believe the attack happened at Eames' house...in or around the driveway. Can you have CSU check it out?

"I'll send them over to check it out when the car is returned. How are things going here?"

I start pacing. "You know things have been strained between us since my undercover assignment. "

"I'm sure this is…uncomfortable for both of you."

"She won't talk to me."

"What I saw at the hospital is that she calmed down when you sat with her. Until Eames communicates otherwise, you are the right person for this assignment. I've put you and Eames down for a week of personal time. Anything you need…either of you…call me."

"Thanks Captain."

After he left, I checked on Eames again. The medication has helped her fall asleep but she is moving restlessly. I think of those broken houses after a hurricane – destroyed, boards scattered across a field in no order or reason, just carnage as far as the eye can see.

It is strange, though, seeing her in my king sized bed. I'll admit that I've imagined her there but never under these circumstances. Never!

Sitting down at the kitchen table, I lay the folder in front of me. I open it and the first thing my eyes fall on is a photo of the side of Eames' head. The photo clearly shows a knife wound beside her ear. The next photo is a deep, hand-shaped bruise on her thigh. Each photo I look at increases my rage until I can't breathe. I am drowning in it. I want to smash something, someone. Maybe I have a little of my father in me after all…whether he is the abusive drug-abuser or the sadist serial killer.

At the end of the file, I take a deep breath. I turn it over and start it again – this time I see with my brain and not my heart. What do I see? What do I think?

-This doesn't appear to be a random act. It is thought out, has an organized feel.

-Only one set of DNA – one rapist. Yet obvious arm bruising from more than one person.

-Other than the act of the rape, there is no anger.

-It feels like Eames was targeted but why?

-No photos or notes about burns.

-No photos or notes about chest wound??