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Chapter 12
Disclaimer: No I don't own CSI, but everyone else is mine :)
Pairing: Grissom/OFC
Rating: T, for now
Timeline: No definite timeline, but before season 5 (sort of AU)
Note: Words like this are thoughts and 'these' are written
Recap: At that moment they hear a raspy cry of anguish. They turn around to find….
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At that moment they hear a raspy cry of anguish. They turn around to find Cassandra on her knees in front of a wall. On the wall, written in blood are the words CASSANDRA WE"LL FIND YOU! Grissom is the first to reach her. Kneeling down, he lifts her head and looks into her eyes, the tears making near-luminescent tracks down her face, and he can't help but think that, in that moment, she looked more beautiful then ever and he had a hard time tearing his eyes away from hers. Nick stays back to watch the interaction, ready to be by her side if need be. Catherine and Warrick were now photographing and examining the words on the wall.
"Are you going to be okay?" asks Grissom quietly.
She nods softly and wipes the tears off of her face. With Grissoms help, she gets up and gently approaches the wall. Nick makes a move to stop her, but halts when she gives him a pleading look. I need to do this she thinks determinedly I need to know what he knew.
She takes off one glove slowly and touches the words with her fingertips. Instantly she stiffens and tenses. As Nick approaches her she whirls around quickly. Her body, still tense, walks with a feline gait towards the corpse in the kitchen.
Everyone has stopped moving.
Warrick, Jim, Catherine, Nick, Gil.
Five pairs of astonished eyes followed the radically changed Cassandra
Face pale, eyes narrowed, lips set, she reaches his body, grabs his bloodstained shirt and exposes his chest with one RIP! of the fabric. Her lips draw back in a snarl and she gives a low hiss.
"Oh my God" says Catherine quietly
Cassandra turns around slowly and steps aside to show what she had uncovered.
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Cassandra touched the wall. Her mind screamed in agony. She was in a dark room, standing behind a man. Her eyes widened in surprise. That's the same guy lying dead in the kitchen! And he's wearing the same clothes…that means he must have died sometime after this. He was talking to someone behind a shadow-bathed desk. She walked closer to hear their conversation. He sounds nervous…I'd be nervous too. It's too bad that he didn't see the person behind the desk. I wish I could see their face She listened intently to the words being spoken.
"Well?" said the thing behind the desk. "Was the mission successful?"
Mission? Is he in the army?
"I'm afraid not Sir. The weapon was discovered and removed before it could run its course" said the young man.
He's got to be in the army…
"Then we'll just try harder next time, hmm?" says the voice.
Ooh that didn't sound good…I wonder what will happen next
"S-so soon sir?"
Uh-oh
"No" says the voice silkily "Wait for a couple more weeks, until her guard is down. You didn't get caught this time but you may not be so lucky next time"
What does he mean by her? Is there another person involved?
"Yes Sir, thank you Sir" he says in relief "I wont stop until she is dead Sir"
I don't like where this is going…
She follows him out of the passage and through the front door. She sits in the passenger's seat as he drives home. He looks like a wreck. Whatever he is supposed to do, I don't think he likes it.She follows him into the house and glimpses something out of the corner of her eye.Please don't go into the kitchen she prays but she knows it is futile. She can only watch. She averts her eyes as he is grabbed and dragged into the kitchen and turns her head as he is beaten. The assailant is big, a hulking mass of muscle. He scares her, his animalistic nature scares her, but nothing scares her more then the words that come out of his mouth, the first he has spoken. He stands over the victim and points a gun at his chest. It is strange and silvery. He begins to speak.
"You only had one job to do Brutus" the man growls "All you had to do was kill Cassandra Martin"
She freezes and her wide gaze of fear turns into a narrow glare of hatred and loathing, both for Brutus and his killer. At that the assassin cocks his gun and shoots the victim. He then withdraws a huge branding iron from a bag by his feet and lights the stove. He places the brand on the stoves burners and walks over to Brutus. He picks up the groaning man by his hair and gently unbuttons his shirt, then whispers into his ear;
"I'm sure you know this, but I think I'll refresh your memory. Phase one: Seizures and blood regurgitation. Phase two: Fever and Chills. Phase three: my favorite, bleeding from every orifice" he chuckles and continues "Phase four: Coma and Death. Enjoy"
Brutus groans in terror. He has already begun to throw up blood. The trickle has turned into a flow. The assassin chuckles and removes the red hot brand from the stove. For the next few minutes, the smell of burning flesh and the gurgling screams of the dying fill the air. She can only watch numbly as the assassin filled a bucket with his blood and went into the only room. She couldn't bear to follow. And she saw that thankfully the vision was ending just as the assassin buttons the still dying Brutus's shirt up.
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Her flashback was interrupted as Catherine spoke again.
"Oh my God" she repeated
They were staring down at the pentagram seared into his flesh. his chest was a mass of bruises, the abdomen swollen with blood, his face was nearly unrecognizable and his body contorted. Grissom handed Cassandra's glove back to her and as he did, their fingertips touched. Cassandra blushed and signed Thank you.
"You're welcome" said the expert entomologist "Now let's keep processing"
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It had been a week since that gruesome day and Catherine and Lindsey were stopping by Nick's house, the former to chat and the latter as a tag-along.
"Hello?" Catherine asked as she opened the door "Anybody home?" She heard laughter coming from the kitchen and she went towards it, followed by Lindsey.
"Well well, what do we have here?" she said amusedly as she leaned against the sliding door. Nick and Cassandra were jumping on a trampoline, doing summersaults and laughing, mostly on Nick's part.
"Hey Cath!" he called. "Hey Lindsey!" Cassie waved.
"Mom can I go on?" asked Lindsey hopefully
"Go ask Nick" she said with a smile. Lindsey looked up apprehensively "I don't know who that Lady is. Why is she wearing gloves?"
"She's Nick's cousin. Why do you want to know why she's wearing gloves?" asked Catherine, not unkindly
"Cause they look cool with her outfit" Lindsey explained, as if it was the only answer "Duh" Catherine chuckled to herself as Lindsey took off her shoes and ran to the trampolineKids say the darndest things she thought. Cassie looks a lot better then she did last week. And her gloves do match her outfit. She was wearing a green and yellow flower print knee-high dress, green knee length tights and elbow length green silk ballroom gloves. Her sunflower flip-flops lay alongside Nick's at the base of the trampoline. Cassandra grabbed Lindsey's arms and gently lifted her onto the trampoline. Nick got off and ran to Catherine.
"Hey" he said breathlessly "You wanted to talk about something?"
"Yeah, I did" she smiled and added "She's really strong"
"Who Cassie? Yup. She's a regular bodybuilder" Catherine laughed.
They sat down at the kitchen table
"You forgot your shoes" she pointed out
"No worries. So what's the plan?"
"Well it's on May 7th-"
"Wow, that coming up fast"
"I know. Should we let Cassie in on it?"
"We have to. She's the best one I know"
"How are we going to get them here?"
"We'll think of something"
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What are they talking about? You'll only find out in Chapter 13! Stay tuned!!
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Hugs and kisses.
LD9
