A/N- So many good reviews *dies*. Forgive me if this chapter is out of character for some of the people, it's REALLY difficult to make it sound like characters other people created, more so in this chapter though because Catherine and Warrick are hard to do. You must tell me whether you want a Nick/Sara end or a Grissom/Sara ending, or maybe you want some other obscure pairing (please not slash, I'm only 15!).
Just as Nick was explaining exactly what they had found at the crime scene to Mrs. Martin, Catherine and Warrick were on their way to Mr. Martin's office across town.
"Do you think he knows?" asked Warrick as Catherine drove the Tahoe down the Strip. Catherine nodded.
"He knows," she said. "If Lindsey was a twin, I could tell the difference. If he doesn't know, he's not a father."
"Don't you think that's a bit harsh Cath?" he said.
"No, it's not. You don't have kids, you wouldn't understand the ability of parents to recognize their children," she explained.
"Well, for the sake of argument, tell me this: If Lindsay disappeared today and then, ten years from now, you and her happen to be in the same room by some whacked coincidence. Could you recognize her?" Catherine considered for a minute before answering.
"Yes, but only because I've lived with her for the last eight years. If we were separated when she was born, I probably wouldn't. This doesn't relate though, in this case, the parents never lost contact with the child."
"I don't understand, why didn't they say anything to the police if they knew the murder investigation was about the wrong son?"
"That's why we're here," Catherine said, motioning out the window to the right. There was a small brick building with a sign that read "Martin & Lynick".
"Yes it is, here goes nothing," he said as the car was parked and they headed into the building. They went straight to the front desk and Catherine leaned on the desk.
"Excuse me," she said to the secretary.
"Welcome to Martin & Lynick Mere Street, how may I help you?" she asked politely.
"My name is Catherine Willows and this is Warrick Brown. We're from Las Vegas Criminalistics, we're here to see Mr. Martin." The woman picked up the phone and spoke quietly into the receiver before hanging up and smiling up at Catherine.
"He will see you now, it's the last door on you right," she said, pointing down the hallway. Catherine and Warrick headed toward it and when they entered, they were greeted with the smell of cigars and the sight of the man they assumed was Mr. Martin sitting with his back to them, looking out the window.
"Mr. Martin?" Warrick said, stepping cautiously forward. The chair spun and the man faced them.
"Yes. You're Warrick Brown and you're Catherine Willows. Please, have a seat," he said, motioning to the seats in front of him. As she sat, Catherine observed the office. It was fairly small and didn't look used, which was understandable. According to his secretary at the main office, he barely ever came to this branch.
"So, what's this all about?"
"Well, it's about the recent disappearance of our partner, Sara Sidle." And with that began the long, complicated explanation of what had brought them to this interview.
A/N2- Alrighty, here's the dealio, I shall post another chapter later today, this one was short and uneventful and I need a break. Look for more later!
Nicole