1 Every Once in Awhile…
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone of these people, or the Tahoe.
2 Chapter 5
I knew it. Sara turned red. She was so mad, angry, upset, and scared she just didn't know which emotion came first.
"You should probably figure out where he lives, or try and track him down now, Sara. Sara?" Greg was trying to tell her what to do because she seemed totally gone, mentally.
"Yeah, I'll go find Catherine." And with that Sara turned in the opposite direction in hopes of finding Catherine. I will not show any emotion what so ever; I do not want to be thrown off this case. You will pay for this Mike, Sara was thinking to herself. She found Catherine getting coffee in the break room. "Hey," Sara said to Catherine.
"Hey! Did Greg find out who's DNA it is?" Catherine asked.
"It was Michael's. He matched it from the-me. So, I guess we should go track him down." Sara and Catherine left the room. They did a search for him on the computer to find out where he may live. Sara typed in his full name, Michael Jessie Robinson.
"1385 Davenport. Ok, let's go. Oh, and Doc. Robinson also told me who our Jane Doe is. Her parents came in an identified her. Her name is Elizabeth Cassidy." Catherine got up and pulled out car keys. Sara and Catherine walked out to the parking lot. "Brass is going to meet us there."
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"Michael Robinson?" Brass asked the man who answered the door.
"Yeah?" He replied.
"Captain Brass. I'm from the Las Vegas Police Department. This is Catherine Willows," he motioned his hand towards her, "and-"
"Sara Sidle. How are you doing?" He cocked an eyebrow, and looked wanting, and very evilly at her.
"We need to talk to you about the murder of Elizabeth Cassidy." Brass waited for Michael to let them inside.
"My mom doesn't allow me to have strangers in my house. Sorry, if I'm going to talk to any of you, it would have you be Miss Sidle here." He smiled, thinking to himself, I'm so smart.
"Well then, tell you mom that we're bringing you in for questioning."
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"Do you know who Elizabeth Cassidy is?" Brass asked Michael in the questioning room. "Any relations, friendships, etcetera."
"Yeah, we dated in college. What a waste of time. She cheated on me." He eyed Sara, and then glared at her.
"And were you upset about this at all?" Brass asked him.
"Upset enough to maybe get her back?" Catherine piped in.
"What do you mean by 'get her back'? I would never do that to anyone. She was a waste of time, like I said before. She didn't even have sex with me. What does it matter?" Michael rolled his eyes, and eyed Sara again. Catherine noticed this time.
"Do you have any sort of physical attraction to her?" Catherine asked him, motioning to Sara.
"Not anymore," he retorted.
"But enough to go and rape her, and then bring a gun to her head?" Catherine asked him, suddenly feeling very angry that he was bailed out.
"She cheated on me," He replied simply.
"Well, you weren't worth my time!" Sara spat at him. "You always getting back drunk, and angry. Beating me until I couldn't move. I wasn't cheating on you! I went to a friend, to help me get away you-you son of a bitch!" Sara stood leaning over the table that separated them. She glared into his eyes. Nick then entered the interrogation room.
"Greg wanted me to give this to… uh, here." Nick handed Catherine a folder. Nick hung around for a minute. Then, Michael jumped up and lunged for Sara. He pinned her on the ground and started to beat her up. Punching her face and ribs. Blood was going everywhere. She tried to punch back but then she got another blow to her eye.
"Get off her!" Nick ran over to Michael and pulled him off of Sara. Nick got a punch from Michael and punched back. Then the two men were on the floor.
"Stop it, please, just stop!" Sara cried. Nick was on top of Michael and finally, when he felt Michael give in, got up and went to embrace Sara in a hug. She cried into his chest, and passed out.
"Call an ambulance," Nick told Catherine. Catherine did just so, and Brass hand cuffed Michael. Nick placed Sara gently on the floor, and checked her vitals. She was breathing, and her pulse was found, but not strong. Brass escorted Michael out of the room. Two EMT's came in and went over to Sara. Sara regained consciousness and sat up. She let the EMT's check her out, and bandage her wounds.
"I think you should go to the ER to get checked out for any internal bleeding, and to check out your ribs, which I think may have gotten damaged, adding to your previous injury," an EMT explained.
"No, I'm fine." Sara signed a release form and they left. She got up, and told Nick she wanted to go home.
"Yeah, shifts about over, so we can head out. Night!" He called to everyone else. He put his arm around Sara as they walked out to his car. The car ride was silent. Sara sat silently staring out the window into the early morning sun. Once they got back to Nick's place, she went immediately to bed. Nick grabbed something from the fridge and got his phone. He wanted to ask Catherine about what had happened.
"Hello?" Catherine answered her phone after 2 rings.
"Hey Cath, Nick."
"Hey! What's up? How's Sara doing?" Catherine was worried about her and was just about to call Nick.
"She went straight to bed. Can you tell me what the hell happened?" Nick asked.
"Well, we were questioning him about a rape, and it just got ugly. Apparently he and Sara went out in college or something, and he thought she had cheated on her. So that's why he came back and raped, and tried to kill her, I guess. And they got into an argument, and he went after her." Catherine sighed. "Sara said that he would come home drunk and he would beat her. Terrible man." Catherine recalled how similar this was to her relationship with her ex husband, Eddie.
"Wow, why didn't she go to the police? That's terrible. How could someone do something so cruel to her?" Nick kicked the counter in anger. Damn him, I swear, if I ever see him near Sara again, I WILL beat the crap out of him.
"I don't know. Well, I got to go and get Lindsay ready for school."
"Ok, see you Cath, and thanks!" Nick hung up. He went into his room to check on Sara. He found her sprawled on the bed balling into the pillows. "Sara, hey, what's the matter?" Nick asked her soothingly. He walked over to the bed and sat beside her heaving body. He rubbed her back and made soothing noises.
"I hate him!!" She balled. She let all her anger, all her fear; all of her emotions escape her. She cried for a long time, all of which Nick was with her, soothing her in his southern voice. Once her sobbing started to subdue, she sat up. Nick looked at her sympathetically and embraced her in a hug. She sobbed a little, and then kissed him. "Thank you Nick, I love you." He started kissing her. She pulled away though. Nick gave her a worried glance.
"You ok?" He asked her.
"It's-nothing, never mind.'' She just stood up and went into the kitchen. She made some coffee and turned on the TV. Nothing good was on, and Forensic Files didn't start 'till much later. She groaned, and fell asleep on the couch. She woke up early, around 3:30. She got up and looked for something she could make for them to eat. She found some grapefruit and cut up two halves for her and Nick. Nick didn't wake up 'till 4:30. He walked into the kitchen to find Sara reading the paper and finishing up some grapefruit.
"Hey sweetie," He greeted Sara with a kiss, which she welcomed, and sat next to her. He ate his grapefruit.
"Uh, sorry about last night." Sara looked down again. She was hurting from yesterday.
"It's alright. I understand. You were hurting, I can't really blame you." Nick cupped her chin with his hand and brought her face up to his. "I think you really should have gone to the ER. Truthfully, how are you feeling?" Nick was worried about her. She wasn't in her 'oh-my-gosh-I-have-to-work' attitude.
"Like I just got beat up." Nick looked worried. Sara sighed. "My ribs hurt a lot. Um-'' Sara's voice shook. "I think I should go to a doctor today." A wave of fear had washed over her. She was about to cry again, and she felt ashamed to cry in front of Nick again. She got up. "I'll, uh, go and take a shower. Then I'll go to the doctor. I guess I'll have to call Grissom too." She walked into the bathroom.
"Ok, I'll make sure to say bye before I leave." She's unhappy, it shows, Nick thought. Maybe I should get her something to make her happy. Catherine will probably want to talk to her today, hmm. Nick got ready for work, and before he left went into the bathroom to say goodbye to Sara. He heard sobs, but he couldn't tell if Sara was crying over the running water.
"Hey, just stopped bye to say have a nice day." Sara popped her head out from behind the curtain and kissed him goodbye. She was crying again, wasn't she? Her eyes were red, poor baby. Nick wished he could just make all her pain go away.
Sara finished up her shower, got dressed, and headed out the door. She had made an appointment earlier with the doctor. As she drove, she kept thinking about what had happened between her and Michael. As she walked into the doctor's office, she felt nauseous. What if I'm not ok? She asked herself. Once she filled out a few forms, and was waiting, she decided to call Grissom.
"Grissom." Came the usual answer.
"Hey, it's Sara. I just wanted to let you know that I'm coming in late because I'm going to be checked out by a doctor." Sara sighed.
"Are you feeling ok?" Grissom was worried, because Sara would never miss a day of work even if she walked into the lab holding her head.
"Uh… not really." Great, now he's going to be worried. "I think that I may have some, uh- internal bleeding or something. I felt sick to my stomach last night." Sara sighed deeply. She felt another lump rise to her throat.
"Well, if you need anything, just call us." Grissom waited for her answer. "Sara?"
"Uh, yeah, I will." Sara replied, snapping out of her daze.
"Bye."
"Bye Grissom." Sara hung up her phone, dreading the wait. Finally she heard her name called.
A/N: Tell me what you think! Please review, and you'll get a cookie! ;)
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone of these people, or the Tahoe.
2 Chapter 5
I knew it. Sara turned red. She was so mad, angry, upset, and scared she just didn't know which emotion came first.
"You should probably figure out where he lives, or try and track him down now, Sara. Sara?" Greg was trying to tell her what to do because she seemed totally gone, mentally.
"Yeah, I'll go find Catherine." And with that Sara turned in the opposite direction in hopes of finding Catherine. I will not show any emotion what so ever; I do not want to be thrown off this case. You will pay for this Mike, Sara was thinking to herself. She found Catherine getting coffee in the break room. "Hey," Sara said to Catherine.
"Hey! Did Greg find out who's DNA it is?" Catherine asked.
"It was Michael's. He matched it from the-me. So, I guess we should go track him down." Sara and Catherine left the room. They did a search for him on the computer to find out where he may live. Sara typed in his full name, Michael Jessie Robinson.
"1385 Davenport. Ok, let's go. Oh, and Doc. Robinson also told me who our Jane Doe is. Her parents came in an identified her. Her name is Elizabeth Cassidy." Catherine got up and pulled out car keys. Sara and Catherine walked out to the parking lot. "Brass is going to meet us there."
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"Michael Robinson?" Brass asked the man who answered the door.
"Yeah?" He replied.
"Captain Brass. I'm from the Las Vegas Police Department. This is Catherine Willows," he motioned his hand towards her, "and-"
"Sara Sidle. How are you doing?" He cocked an eyebrow, and looked wanting, and very evilly at her.
"We need to talk to you about the murder of Elizabeth Cassidy." Brass waited for Michael to let them inside.
"My mom doesn't allow me to have strangers in my house. Sorry, if I'm going to talk to any of you, it would have you be Miss Sidle here." He smiled, thinking to himself, I'm so smart.
"Well then, tell you mom that we're bringing you in for questioning."
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"Do you know who Elizabeth Cassidy is?" Brass asked Michael in the questioning room. "Any relations, friendships, etcetera."
"Yeah, we dated in college. What a waste of time. She cheated on me." He eyed Sara, and then glared at her.
"And were you upset about this at all?" Brass asked him.
"Upset enough to maybe get her back?" Catherine piped in.
"What do you mean by 'get her back'? I would never do that to anyone. She was a waste of time, like I said before. She didn't even have sex with me. What does it matter?" Michael rolled his eyes, and eyed Sara again. Catherine noticed this time.
"Do you have any sort of physical attraction to her?" Catherine asked him, motioning to Sara.
"Not anymore," he retorted.
"But enough to go and rape her, and then bring a gun to her head?" Catherine asked him, suddenly feeling very angry that he was bailed out.
"She cheated on me," He replied simply.
"Well, you weren't worth my time!" Sara spat at him. "You always getting back drunk, and angry. Beating me until I couldn't move. I wasn't cheating on you! I went to a friend, to help me get away you-you son of a bitch!" Sara stood leaning over the table that separated them. She glared into his eyes. Nick then entered the interrogation room.
"Greg wanted me to give this to… uh, here." Nick handed Catherine a folder. Nick hung around for a minute. Then, Michael jumped up and lunged for Sara. He pinned her on the ground and started to beat her up. Punching her face and ribs. Blood was going everywhere. She tried to punch back but then she got another blow to her eye.
"Get off her!" Nick ran over to Michael and pulled him off of Sara. Nick got a punch from Michael and punched back. Then the two men were on the floor.
"Stop it, please, just stop!" Sara cried. Nick was on top of Michael and finally, when he felt Michael give in, got up and went to embrace Sara in a hug. She cried into his chest, and passed out.
"Call an ambulance," Nick told Catherine. Catherine did just so, and Brass hand cuffed Michael. Nick placed Sara gently on the floor, and checked her vitals. She was breathing, and her pulse was found, but not strong. Brass escorted Michael out of the room. Two EMT's came in and went over to Sara. Sara regained consciousness and sat up. She let the EMT's check her out, and bandage her wounds.
"I think you should go to the ER to get checked out for any internal bleeding, and to check out your ribs, which I think may have gotten damaged, adding to your previous injury," an EMT explained.
"No, I'm fine." Sara signed a release form and they left. She got up, and told Nick she wanted to go home.
"Yeah, shifts about over, so we can head out. Night!" He called to everyone else. He put his arm around Sara as they walked out to his car. The car ride was silent. Sara sat silently staring out the window into the early morning sun. Once they got back to Nick's place, she went immediately to bed. Nick grabbed something from the fridge and got his phone. He wanted to ask Catherine about what had happened.
"Hello?" Catherine answered her phone after 2 rings.
"Hey Cath, Nick."
"Hey! What's up? How's Sara doing?" Catherine was worried about her and was just about to call Nick.
"She went straight to bed. Can you tell me what the hell happened?" Nick asked.
"Well, we were questioning him about a rape, and it just got ugly. Apparently he and Sara went out in college or something, and he thought she had cheated on her. So that's why he came back and raped, and tried to kill her, I guess. And they got into an argument, and he went after her." Catherine sighed. "Sara said that he would come home drunk and he would beat her. Terrible man." Catherine recalled how similar this was to her relationship with her ex husband, Eddie.
"Wow, why didn't she go to the police? That's terrible. How could someone do something so cruel to her?" Nick kicked the counter in anger. Damn him, I swear, if I ever see him near Sara again, I WILL beat the crap out of him.
"I don't know. Well, I got to go and get Lindsay ready for school."
"Ok, see you Cath, and thanks!" Nick hung up. He went into his room to check on Sara. He found her sprawled on the bed balling into the pillows. "Sara, hey, what's the matter?" Nick asked her soothingly. He walked over to the bed and sat beside her heaving body. He rubbed her back and made soothing noises.
"I hate him!!" She balled. She let all her anger, all her fear; all of her emotions escape her. She cried for a long time, all of which Nick was with her, soothing her in his southern voice. Once her sobbing started to subdue, she sat up. Nick looked at her sympathetically and embraced her in a hug. She sobbed a little, and then kissed him. "Thank you Nick, I love you." He started kissing her. She pulled away though. Nick gave her a worried glance.
"You ok?" He asked her.
"It's-nothing, never mind.'' She just stood up and went into the kitchen. She made some coffee and turned on the TV. Nothing good was on, and Forensic Files didn't start 'till much later. She groaned, and fell asleep on the couch. She woke up early, around 3:30. She got up and looked for something she could make for them to eat. She found some grapefruit and cut up two halves for her and Nick. Nick didn't wake up 'till 4:30. He walked into the kitchen to find Sara reading the paper and finishing up some grapefruit.
"Hey sweetie," He greeted Sara with a kiss, which she welcomed, and sat next to her. He ate his grapefruit.
"Uh, sorry about last night." Sara looked down again. She was hurting from yesterday.
"It's alright. I understand. You were hurting, I can't really blame you." Nick cupped her chin with his hand and brought her face up to his. "I think you really should have gone to the ER. Truthfully, how are you feeling?" Nick was worried about her. She wasn't in her 'oh-my-gosh-I-have-to-work' attitude.
"Like I just got beat up." Nick looked worried. Sara sighed. "My ribs hurt a lot. Um-'' Sara's voice shook. "I think I should go to a doctor today." A wave of fear had washed over her. She was about to cry again, and she felt ashamed to cry in front of Nick again. She got up. "I'll, uh, go and take a shower. Then I'll go to the doctor. I guess I'll have to call Grissom too." She walked into the bathroom.
"Ok, I'll make sure to say bye before I leave." She's unhappy, it shows, Nick thought. Maybe I should get her something to make her happy. Catherine will probably want to talk to her today, hmm. Nick got ready for work, and before he left went into the bathroom to say goodbye to Sara. He heard sobs, but he couldn't tell if Sara was crying over the running water.
"Hey, just stopped bye to say have a nice day." Sara popped her head out from behind the curtain and kissed him goodbye. She was crying again, wasn't she? Her eyes were red, poor baby. Nick wished he could just make all her pain go away.
Sara finished up her shower, got dressed, and headed out the door. She had made an appointment earlier with the doctor. As she drove, she kept thinking about what had happened between her and Michael. As she walked into the doctor's office, she felt nauseous. What if I'm not ok? She asked herself. Once she filled out a few forms, and was waiting, she decided to call Grissom.
"Grissom." Came the usual answer.
"Hey, it's Sara. I just wanted to let you know that I'm coming in late because I'm going to be checked out by a doctor." Sara sighed.
"Are you feeling ok?" Grissom was worried, because Sara would never miss a day of work even if she walked into the lab holding her head.
"Uh… not really." Great, now he's going to be worried. "I think that I may have some, uh- internal bleeding or something. I felt sick to my stomach last night." Sara sighed deeply. She felt another lump rise to her throat.
"Well, if you need anything, just call us." Grissom waited for her answer. "Sara?"
"Uh, yeah, I will." Sara replied, snapping out of her daze.
"Bye."
"Bye Grissom." Sara hung up her phone, dreading the wait. Finally she heard her name called.
A/N: Tell me what you think! Please review, and you'll get a cookie! ;)