Oh, yeah, thanks LA for helping me a few times in this story (but not too
much). And I would also like to thank all of my loyal reviewers, I really
appreciate those reviews.
Two white vans pulled in front of the farmhouse. The team walked to the front door and Grissom knocked on the door. The man inside opened the door, fixing his long hair, which was tied into a ponytail. Grissom help out his search warrant.
"This gives us permission to search your house and barn," Grissom informed him.
"Go ahead, just don't hurt anything," was the man's only reply.
"Thank you for your cooperation," Grissom said sarcastically.
He turned to his team.
"Catherine and Warrick, you check out the barn. Nick and I will search the house."
"Yes, sir," Warrick said, turning with Catherine towards the barn.
When the two reached it, Catherine and Warrick, with much determination, pushed the two large, red doors apart. Catherine looked to her right and slapped herself on the head mentally.
"There was a door," she said.
"Our mistake," Warrick said.
The two walked into the barn to an art studio. Plastic sheets covered the paintings and art supplies left almost no room to move. Catherine walked over to one of the canvasses and removed the sheet.
"What the hell?" Catherine exclaimed.
"What? Damn!" Warrick asked coming up behind her.
The two just stared at the painting of three winged unicorns, all different colors flying across a rainbow.
"I've been looking for something like this for Lindsey," Catherine said.
"And I wondered why he didn't want us in here," Warrick said.
"I think its nice," Catherine retaliated.
Warrick gave her a look.
"What?" she asked him.
"Nothing, let's keep looking," Warrick said, avoiding the subject.
Catherine shook her head and the two started to look around. Suddenly, Warrick tripped and fell on something.
"Ouch!" he exclaimed.
"You all right?" Catherine asked.
"Yup, come look at this," Warrick told her.
"Find something?" she asked him.
"Oh yes," Warrick said, amazed.
Catherine walked over to join him.
"Jesus!" she said (to any people offended by that last comment, note that I am Christian too)
As that happened…
Grissom and Nick began to search the basement, but they could barely move because of all the boxes.
"Well, somebody's a pack rat," Nick said, opening a box. "I wonder if there is anything interesting in he…hello!"
"What did you find?" Grissom asked.
"A family portrait," Nick answered, he looked at the portrait, "with an unexpected twist."
"Let me see," Grissom ordered, taking one side of the frame and looking at it.
"See it?" Nick asked.
Before Grissom could answer they heard whispering coming from under them.
"Ouch, I think we're here," a man's voice said.
"Here's a door, help me with it," a woman said.
"On three, one…two…three!" he said. "Damnit, something's blocking it."
Grissom and Nick looked at the floor incredulously.
"Um, could you please get off our heads?" the woman's voice asked.
Nick and Grissom jumped out of the way. Grissom held the portrait. Suddenly, the floor opened and knocked down several boxes.
"A little help," the woman ordered.
Grissom and Nick ran to the whole and looked in to see a very dirty Warrick and Catherine.
"What? How? I shouldn't even ask," Grissom said quickly.
"That was fun, let's do it again," Warrick said to Catherine like a little child coming off a ride.
"No," Catherine said quickly and definitely.
"So, this is what you found," Nick said.
"And a few examples of this man's habit," Catherine said bluntly. "How about you?" she asked.
"This," Grissom said, showing them the portrait.
"Whoa, what's with the freaky twin thing?" Warrick asked, looking at the picture.
"I don't know, but I have a feeling that we're in the wrong place," Grissom said.
"Why is that?" the man asked as he came down the stairs.
"Why are you down here?" Grissom demanded.
"I heard some commotion and came to make sure you were all right," he said, then he noticed the floor. "Oh! You found the passage. I've been looking for that thing for years."
"Sir, why didn't you tell us about your brother?" Nick asked him.
"You never asked," he said bluntly.
"Where is he?" Grissom asked.
"How the hell should I know? After his girl died, he disappeared. Aint seen or heard from him since," the man. "Sorry that I can't help you."
"We appreciate you cooperation, but we have to go," Grissom said, shaking his hand and walking out, the team close behind.
"Now what do we do?" Nick asked.
"Wait for him to either resurface or go after Sara again," Grissom said.
"Or Sara after him," Catherine pointed out.
"If Sara has any brains about her she will not go after him," Grissom said, but he sounded unsure.
"Let's go check on her," Catherine offered. The team got into their vans and drove off.
Two white vans pulled in front of the farmhouse. The team walked to the front door and Grissom knocked on the door. The man inside opened the door, fixing his long hair, which was tied into a ponytail. Grissom help out his search warrant.
"This gives us permission to search your house and barn," Grissom informed him.
"Go ahead, just don't hurt anything," was the man's only reply.
"Thank you for your cooperation," Grissom said sarcastically.
He turned to his team.
"Catherine and Warrick, you check out the barn. Nick and I will search the house."
"Yes, sir," Warrick said, turning with Catherine towards the barn.
When the two reached it, Catherine and Warrick, with much determination, pushed the two large, red doors apart. Catherine looked to her right and slapped herself on the head mentally.
"There was a door," she said.
"Our mistake," Warrick said.
The two walked into the barn to an art studio. Plastic sheets covered the paintings and art supplies left almost no room to move. Catherine walked over to one of the canvasses and removed the sheet.
"What the hell?" Catherine exclaimed.
"What? Damn!" Warrick asked coming up behind her.
The two just stared at the painting of three winged unicorns, all different colors flying across a rainbow.
"I've been looking for something like this for Lindsey," Catherine said.
"And I wondered why he didn't want us in here," Warrick said.
"I think its nice," Catherine retaliated.
Warrick gave her a look.
"What?" she asked him.
"Nothing, let's keep looking," Warrick said, avoiding the subject.
Catherine shook her head and the two started to look around. Suddenly, Warrick tripped and fell on something.
"Ouch!" he exclaimed.
"You all right?" Catherine asked.
"Yup, come look at this," Warrick told her.
"Find something?" she asked him.
"Oh yes," Warrick said, amazed.
Catherine walked over to join him.
"Jesus!" she said (to any people offended by that last comment, note that I am Christian too)
As that happened…
Grissom and Nick began to search the basement, but they could barely move because of all the boxes.
"Well, somebody's a pack rat," Nick said, opening a box. "I wonder if there is anything interesting in he…hello!"
"What did you find?" Grissom asked.
"A family portrait," Nick answered, he looked at the portrait, "with an unexpected twist."
"Let me see," Grissom ordered, taking one side of the frame and looking at it.
"See it?" Nick asked.
Before Grissom could answer they heard whispering coming from under them.
"Ouch, I think we're here," a man's voice said.
"Here's a door, help me with it," a woman said.
"On three, one…two…three!" he said. "Damnit, something's blocking it."
Grissom and Nick looked at the floor incredulously.
"Um, could you please get off our heads?" the woman's voice asked.
Nick and Grissom jumped out of the way. Grissom held the portrait. Suddenly, the floor opened and knocked down several boxes.
"A little help," the woman ordered.
Grissom and Nick ran to the whole and looked in to see a very dirty Warrick and Catherine.
"What? How? I shouldn't even ask," Grissom said quickly.
"That was fun, let's do it again," Warrick said to Catherine like a little child coming off a ride.
"No," Catherine said quickly and definitely.
"So, this is what you found," Nick said.
"And a few examples of this man's habit," Catherine said bluntly. "How about you?" she asked.
"This," Grissom said, showing them the portrait.
"Whoa, what's with the freaky twin thing?" Warrick asked, looking at the picture.
"I don't know, but I have a feeling that we're in the wrong place," Grissom said.
"Why is that?" the man asked as he came down the stairs.
"Why are you down here?" Grissom demanded.
"I heard some commotion and came to make sure you were all right," he said, then he noticed the floor. "Oh! You found the passage. I've been looking for that thing for years."
"Sir, why didn't you tell us about your brother?" Nick asked him.
"You never asked," he said bluntly.
"Where is he?" Grissom asked.
"How the hell should I know? After his girl died, he disappeared. Aint seen or heard from him since," the man. "Sorry that I can't help you."
"We appreciate you cooperation, but we have to go," Grissom said, shaking his hand and walking out, the team close behind.
"Now what do we do?" Nick asked.
"Wait for him to either resurface or go after Sara again," Grissom said.
"Or Sara after him," Catherine pointed out.
"If Sara has any brains about her she will not go after him," Grissom said, but he sounded unsure.
"Let's go check on her," Catherine offered. The team got into their vans and drove off.