Ok so this is more of a filler. If the case seemed a bit quick, it was supposed to be...hence the Pt.1 :) Ummm thanks for all the great reviews! I'm glad it's gotten this many so far. I didn't think it'd get that far...lol. Well, the next should be up Sunday or Monday.
Madison Bellows- Thanks for telling me about the lone break before anyone else read it...lol! I was in such a hurry and I forgot. I'm glad you liked it though!
BrownEyedGirl75- Thanks! I lurked on MOB for a while too!! So yes, you are very much forgiven! I'm glad you like it though. Maybe I can keep it up!
hope4sall- Yes, I tried to add my experiences with my nephew in as much as I could. So the first line I actually felt from experience!
WinschesterWench- Yeah, rich people can be butt's sometimes. I love them on NY though. Don usually gets all nasty with them...lol. Yeah, the case will be more defined later but it was pretty gory in my mind. Keeo reading, I got a fwe things up my sleeve!
We walked back into the building and over to Mac who was standing over a tiny hole in the floor boards.
"What's that?" I asked. He looked up at me and moved the board more. I kneeled down to get a closer look and saw a piece of paper.
"I'll repeat. What's that?" Don asked this time. Mac smiled and picked the paper up. He opened it and held it up.
"I stepped on the loose board and it moved a little. When I moved it I found this. It's a picture of the victims." he told us. I looked at the picture and frowned.
"It's from that Looney Larry's place downtown. They all kinds of games and stuff for kids to play in." I said noticing the border of the picture. "They've got to be mother and son."
"Well, Danny's sent some of the DNA samples to the lab already. We'll find out soon." Mac said standing up.
"You find anything else?" Don asked. Mac sadly shook his head.
"Nothing. No fibers, no trace, nothing. Whoever did this, knew what he was doing." he told us. It sent shivers down my spine hearing him say that.
"What's the TOD?" I asked looking at Hawkes walking up.
"Sadly enough different times. The woman's TOD is about 9 hours ago." he looked at his watch. "About 2am. And the boy's is 8 hours ago." he told us. I looked at the bodies and sighed.
"He watched his mother die." I whispered. Hawkes nodded and patted my shoulder.
"It seems so. I'm going to move them to the morgue and get a more definite COD for the two." he said and walked away. I looked at Don and shook my head.
"Why do we get the real sickos?" I asked. He shrugged and looked at the door.
"I dunno, Bear. But we should head back to the station. See how Lindsey is coming along with the stuff Danny sent over." he suggested. I agreed and we headed for the lab.
"I hope Lindsey's got something." I sighed and pushed the doors to the lab open.
"I know. I have a bad feeling we aren't going to get any further on this." Don said walking next to me. He stopped when his phone went off. I looked at him while he talked.
"Capt needs me. Go talk to Linds and call me if you get anything." he told me. I nodded and walked off to the trace lab.
"Hey, Sara." Lindsey greeted. I sat next to he and rubbed my head. "Bad day?" she asked.
"Horrible. That scene was ridiculous." I sighed.
"I heard. Danny said it was a blood bath. I haven't seen the pictures yet but I'm afraid to." she said.
"Yeah, you don't want to. You got anything good for me?" I asked hopefully. She bit her lip and shook her head.
"All the blood was from the victims. They are indeed mother and son. But there are no hits anywhere." she said sadly. I groaned and stood up.
"Have you gotten anything from Sid or Hawkes yet?" I asked walking to the door. She shook her head and I walked out. I saw Don walking with Mac towards me.
"Lindsey get anything?" Don asked.
"Nope. Only confirmation that they were mother and son. She hasn't got anything from the morgue yet either. Mac nodded and looked at us.
"Well, I'm about to go down there. Who wants to join me?" he asked with a smirk. Don backed up and looked away. I rolled my eyes and smacked Don's arm.
"Yeah. I'll go."
"You okay?" Mac asked on our way down to the morgue. I looked over at him and smiled.
"Yeah. It hits a little closer now but I'm good." I assured him.
"Don, said you got a little choked up at first." he told me.
"Yeah, I did. But again it hits closer now. You think we'll get him?" I asked. He sighed and pushed his way through the doors.
"I hope so." he said. "Hawkes, tell me you have something." he asked walking over to the tables with the child and woman.
"Well, we got a mold of the wound on the toddler. I still can't tell what it is." he said handing Mac the mold in a bag.
"What was the official COD?" I asked. Mac smiled and looked over at me.
"Are you a detective or CSI?" he teased. I smiled and looked at Hawkes for my answer.
"He bleed out. It seems like he made the wound and let the boy bleed." Hawkes answered. I sighed and looked away.
"The mother?" Mac asked.
"She was cut with a knife." he said handing Mac a bag with pictures and a mold. "She died instantly when the perp cut her carotid." he explained. I nodded and looked at Mac.
"I'll take these up to the lab and run the prints. I'll get Danny to do the molds." he told me and started to walk off. I took a few steps and looked back at Hawkes.
"Did he suffer?" I asked him softly. He sighed and looked at the toddler on the table.
"With as small as he is even a tiny amount of blood loss would have rendered him unconscious. If he did suffer, it wasn't for long." he told me. I nodded and walked out.
I made my way to the pit and looked for Don. I saw him at his desk and walked over.
"Hey." I greeted softly. He looked up and pointed to my desk.
"I got you lunch." he said. I sat down and removed the sandwich from the bag. I smiled when I saw it was turkey and cheese. "Yes, I know what kind of sandwich you like." he smiled at me.
"Thanks. Have you talked to your mom?" I asked taking a bit.
"Not yet. Bella's fine, don't worry." he laughed. I threw a pen at him.
"I can't help it. I worry." I defended myself.
"It's that mommy instinct." he laughed again then shook his head. "You just don't see like a mom." he told me. I rolled my eyes and wiped my mouth.
"Why not?" I asked.
"You're too hot to be a mom." he stated. I laughed and shook my head as Danny walked up.
"Hence, why I call her a MILF." he said setting a file down in front of me. I wiped my hands and picked it up. "Meet our vics." he said as I looked at the file.
"Leslie Ramon, 24 years old." I scanned the file and looked up at Danny. "Child abuse?" I asked.
"Yep. About 6 months ago. They cleared her and gave her son back." he told me. I looked at the next page.
"Charlie Ramon. Two and a half." I said out loud.
"Was she married?" Don asked. I looked further and nodded.
"Yes. Charles Ramon. Lives in the eastside." I said standing up. Don finished his lunch and grabbed his gun.
"Well, let's go have a little chat with Charles. You coming Danny?" he asked. Danny nodded and followed us out the station.
"Mr. Roman?" I asked when a middle aged man opened the door.
"Yes. Who are you?" he asked wearily. It looked like he had been up all night.
"I'm Detective Sara Roberts, this is my partner Don Flack and CSI Detective Danny Messer. We're here about your wife and son, Leslie and Charlie." I told him. He breathed out and smiled a little.
"You found her? She takes off sometimes. Are they here?" he looked around. I shot a worried glance at Don and looked back at the man.
"Mr. Roman-" I started.
"Call me Charles." he told us.
"Charles, may we come in?" Don asked. He nodded and showed us to the living room. Danny looked around while I sat in front of the soon to be grieving man.
"Charles, I have some bad news." I started slowly. He looked at me worried and nodded for me to continue. "Mr. Roman, I'm really sorry to tell you this, but your wife and son were found earlier this morning." I told him.
"What do you mean found?" he asked, his voice cracking.
"They were murdered, Mr. Roman." I finished softly. He covered his mouth and choked on a sob.
"I can't believe this." he cried. I patted his shoulder and pointed for Don to get him a glass of water.
"Charles, I need to ask you a few questions." I told him. He nodded and drank the glass Don set in front of him. "When was the last time you saw your wife and son?" I asked.
"Yesterday at lunch. They came to my work to see me. She had gotten off early and picked him up from day care." he told me. I nodded and write down her work and the daycare.
"Did you talk to her after that?" Don asked. He thought for a minute and nodded.
"I talked to her around 9 that night. I was asked to work over and I called to tell her." he told us.
"Do you know where she was?" I asked. I saw Danny stand next to me and cross his arms.
"She was getting gas in Manhattan." he told us.
"Does she have a credit card or bank card she uses?" Danny asked. He nodded and leaned back into the chair.
"Yeah, I'll give you the account numbers. Will you find you did this?" he asked me.
"We'll try our best." I promised. He grabbed my hand.
"Please, catch him." he begged. I pulled my hand out and nodded.
"If we need anything else we'll call you." Don told him. We walked out and walked to the car.
"I'll get her phone and card information, see where she was last." Danny said from the back. I nodded and looked out the window.
"I'll call his work to confirm his alibi." Don added. He reached over and grabbed my hand. "It'll be okay." he said softly. I looked over at him and smiled.
"I hope so." I said just as soft.
The days went by slowly and we still had nothing. Charles Ramon's alibi checked out. Our time line stopped at 9pm when she bought gas. Her phone was untraceable and it looked like out killer was a ghost. He simply came out of nowhere and killed that woman and her child. We put up their photos on t.v but no one remember seeing her past the gas station. Her car was no where to be found and it was an older model so there was no tracking it. We but a bulletin up on it but no on had seen it. The case had gone cold as fast as it was made hot.
"Sara!" Don yelled from the door way. I looked up from my comfy bed and glared at him.
"What!?" I snapped. He grinned and walked over and sat on my legs. "Oof! You big ape, get off." I whimpered. He moved off my legs and gave my that famous dimpled grin.
"Get up. I'm tired of playing mommy to your kid." he said. I gave him a confused look and glanced at the clock.
"My god, it's noon. Why didn't you wake me up?" I said getting out of bed.
"You were too cute. I got Bella up and dressed. But she does have a stinky diaper I saved just for you." he smiled.
"Aww thanks, Don. It's all I ever wanted." I said sarcastically and walked into the living room to change my stinky 10 week old.
"How did we manage to get the same day off?" he asked sitting on the couch.
"I don't know. But don't jinx it." I told him putting Bella's pants back on and picking her up. I sat next to him and set her in my lap.
"She's getting big." he stated. I nodded and poked her belly.
"Fat too. She eats like you." I laughed. He playfully glared at me and stole her form my lap.
"Well, she loves me." he smiled and lifted her over his head and kissed her belly. "Don't cha."
"Put my kid down." I warned him. He frowned and handed her back to me.
"Jealous." he mumbled. I looked at him and laughed.
"Of you? Never." I smiled. He nodded and looked away.
"That's called denial." he said casually. My jaw dropped and I put her in her bouncy chair.
"I am not jealous of you." I told him flatly. He shrugged his shoulders and sipped his beer.
"Whatever you say, Bear." he said.
"Why would I be jealous of you?" I asked crossing my arms. I was not letting this go. He laughed and looked over at me.
"I was joking." he told me laughing lightly. I glared at him.
"Well I'm not. Why would I be jealous of you?" I asked a little harshly. He set his beer down and turned to me.
"I was joking. There's no reason you should be jealous of me." he said seriously. I bit my lip and walked into the kitchen. He sighed and called after me. "Bear, come one." he called. I stopped in front of the sink and waited for him to walk after me.
"I was kidding." he said walking in. I turned the water on and grabbed the sprayer. He walked up behind me and I turned around and sprayed him. He stood there after I was done and smirked ever so slightly. He back up and nodded slowly.
"Ok, you will so pay for that." he said softly. I went to walk away when he grabbed my arm and pushed me back into the counter. He flung the fridge open and grabbed an egg.
"No, No!" I yelled as he smashed it on my head. I gagged as the egg crawled down my face. I heard a gurgle and a laugh from the doorway and looked over. I saw Stella holding Bella laughing at us.
"At first, I felt bad for you and Bella having to live with Don. Now, I feel bad for Bella having to live with you two." she laughed. I laughed and looked at Don.
"We will so finish this later." I warned him. He grinned and wiped my face with a rag.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." he smiled.
