Disclaimers: I don't own CSI or anything associated with it, this is just for pure fun
The Playground
Grissom and Catherine were trying to find an answer to how he could have sneaked the body inside the great fences. Either he had a key and the combination to turn off the alarm or he had gotten over the fence without making any opening. The first was not an option since the company tracked when someone set the alarm on or off and no one had since the last workers left.
"He must have flown" Catherine said smiling.
When she got no answer she looked at Grissom and could see he had figured something out.
"What popped up in you mind?" she asked.
He looked at her and smiled.
"He flew" he said with a triumphed face.
"Grissom I was just making a joke"
"I'm not. He must have flown. There is a lot of open space here. He could easily had flown something, like a helicopter, and then just put the body down. That's why he only places the body in large open areas and not near town"
He was almost jumping when he realised how good it actually sounded.
"You better call Brass" Catherine said loving to see him this way.
-----------------
At the same time in the house
"Well, I'm sort of glad that those girls where sent back to the headquarters. I for sure wouldn't have wanted this to be a first case" Nick glanced across the great hallway.
"Wow…"
"Close your mouth Nicky otherwise you might drool all over the floor contaminating whatever we'll find" Warrick said as he pushed Nicks chin upwards.
Sara smiled at the two of them and went to the right finding the kitchen, which looked to be a lot bigger than her entire apartment. She sighed and started looking for something out of the ordinary. Since the entire house was empty except the stationery things that would be an easy task.
A couple of hours later they had gathered lots and lots of fingerprints.
"Great" Sara said. "We aren't going to get anywhere with these. Just a lot of work"
"Yep, so let's get back and hope Gris and Cath found anything" Nick said taking a last look at the house before closing the door.
----------------
Grissom and Catherine sat in the break room when the others returned. Sara and Warrick slumped onto the couch.
"Did you find anything?" Grissom asked.
"Oh yeah" Nick exclaimed "Lots of fingerprints, that's all. And you?"
"Yep" Catherine said smiling "With a little help from me, Gris knew how the perpetrator got the body there and why" she smiled widely.
They looked at her in anticipation.
"He flew"
"Probably a helicopter" Grissom added. "No one had entered the lockup combination it that time frame and nothing done with the fence itself. So that's the only explanation"
"Makes a lot of sense" Warrick said "Anything else? Like how he got a hold of a chopper at that time without making anyone suspicious?"
"We have Brass looking into that. Hopefully he'll be done any time soon. In the meantime, you should start looking into those fingerprints" Grissom said with a grin.
Warrick looked at him. "Man you're mean"
The younger CSI's made their way to start tracing the fingerprints.
"Hey, don't forget Laura and Anne. They might be able to help you" Catherine yelled after them "You up for something to eat?" Grissom looked at her
"No. I just want you right now" She tilted her head smiling warmly at him.
"Well I'm hungry and going to get something to eat. You can have me later… for desert" she whispered into his ear.
"Deal?" Grissom nodded.
"Good" she took her purse and dragged Grissom after her in the search for something to eat.
-----------------
When they got back they found Brass pouring himself a cup of coffee
"Ah you're back" ha said when he spotted them "No one have rented a chopper at that time of the night. But there have only been five rents the last month and they stretched over a couple of days in all cases. So I did a check-up on all the names and guess what I found. It's the same person." Grissom frowned
"But there haven't been that many murders or..?"
"Not as far as we know. But there isn't just to jump into one of those things and take a spin around the block. And to land in that backyard you need more than a couple of hours flying lessons. You also need a helicopter flying licence to be able to rent one."
Grissom thought for a minute.
"So, this person rents a shopper and maybe practices his former skills and then when he's ready he starts murdering realtors. But why is he going through so much trouble?"
"So he won't get caught?"
"No, that's not it. He goes through a lot to prepare his victims. He wants to be famous" Grissom sighted
"And we all know there's a high price to be famous…"
----------------
"What have you got" Grissom asked Dr. Robbins.
"Well he's not leaving that much behind. All limbs where dismembered with some sort of a saw, maybe a chainsaw. They where then carefully put together with a self made braided cotton rope, probably to make it hold better. There are drill holes in some of the bones where the string was inserted. Well that's about all I could get. Cause of death a powerful blow to the head."
"Thank you" Grissom was frustrated. How could he leave everything so clean, not leaving single evidence? Not even on the body. This case was standing still and most likely he was going to kill again.
----------------
"We have just received a written note from a man who claims to be the realtor killer. He wants to be addressed as 'the Puppet Master' in all news media 'cause that is what he is. The letter also says we should tell the police 'thirds a charm'. We asked the police chief for a comment on this but he refused to say anything. We give more information as soon as we get any. A small store in central…"
----------------
It was a chilly night and the stars twinkled on clear sky. The red and blue lights played across the Las Vegas desert. Everything was quite. A group of police officers was standing around a body of the third human puppet.
The Playground
Grissom and Catherine were trying to find an answer to how he could have sneaked the body inside the great fences. Either he had a key and the combination to turn off the alarm or he had gotten over the fence without making any opening. The first was not an option since the company tracked when someone set the alarm on or off and no one had since the last workers left.
"He must have flown" Catherine said smiling.
When she got no answer she looked at Grissom and could see he had figured something out.
"What popped up in you mind?" she asked.
He looked at her and smiled.
"He flew" he said with a triumphed face.
"Grissom I was just making a joke"
"I'm not. He must have flown. There is a lot of open space here. He could easily had flown something, like a helicopter, and then just put the body down. That's why he only places the body in large open areas and not near town"
He was almost jumping when he realised how good it actually sounded.
"You better call Brass" Catherine said loving to see him this way.
-----------------
At the same time in the house
"Well, I'm sort of glad that those girls where sent back to the headquarters. I for sure wouldn't have wanted this to be a first case" Nick glanced across the great hallway.
"Wow…"
"Close your mouth Nicky otherwise you might drool all over the floor contaminating whatever we'll find" Warrick said as he pushed Nicks chin upwards.
Sara smiled at the two of them and went to the right finding the kitchen, which looked to be a lot bigger than her entire apartment. She sighed and started looking for something out of the ordinary. Since the entire house was empty except the stationery things that would be an easy task.
A couple of hours later they had gathered lots and lots of fingerprints.
"Great" Sara said. "We aren't going to get anywhere with these. Just a lot of work"
"Yep, so let's get back and hope Gris and Cath found anything" Nick said taking a last look at the house before closing the door.
----------------
Grissom and Catherine sat in the break room when the others returned. Sara and Warrick slumped onto the couch.
"Did you find anything?" Grissom asked.
"Oh yeah" Nick exclaimed "Lots of fingerprints, that's all. And you?"
"Yep" Catherine said smiling "With a little help from me, Gris knew how the perpetrator got the body there and why" she smiled widely.
They looked at her in anticipation.
"He flew"
"Probably a helicopter" Grissom added. "No one had entered the lockup combination it that time frame and nothing done with the fence itself. So that's the only explanation"
"Makes a lot of sense" Warrick said "Anything else? Like how he got a hold of a chopper at that time without making anyone suspicious?"
"We have Brass looking into that. Hopefully he'll be done any time soon. In the meantime, you should start looking into those fingerprints" Grissom said with a grin.
Warrick looked at him. "Man you're mean"
The younger CSI's made their way to start tracing the fingerprints.
"Hey, don't forget Laura and Anne. They might be able to help you" Catherine yelled after them "You up for something to eat?" Grissom looked at her
"No. I just want you right now" She tilted her head smiling warmly at him.
"Well I'm hungry and going to get something to eat. You can have me later… for desert" she whispered into his ear.
"Deal?" Grissom nodded.
"Good" she took her purse and dragged Grissom after her in the search for something to eat.
-----------------
When they got back they found Brass pouring himself a cup of coffee
"Ah you're back" ha said when he spotted them "No one have rented a chopper at that time of the night. But there have only been five rents the last month and they stretched over a couple of days in all cases. So I did a check-up on all the names and guess what I found. It's the same person." Grissom frowned
"But there haven't been that many murders or..?"
"Not as far as we know. But there isn't just to jump into one of those things and take a spin around the block. And to land in that backyard you need more than a couple of hours flying lessons. You also need a helicopter flying licence to be able to rent one."
Grissom thought for a minute.
"So, this person rents a shopper and maybe practices his former skills and then when he's ready he starts murdering realtors. But why is he going through so much trouble?"
"So he won't get caught?"
"No, that's not it. He goes through a lot to prepare his victims. He wants to be famous" Grissom sighted
"And we all know there's a high price to be famous…"
----------------
"What have you got" Grissom asked Dr. Robbins.
"Well he's not leaving that much behind. All limbs where dismembered with some sort of a saw, maybe a chainsaw. They where then carefully put together with a self made braided cotton rope, probably to make it hold better. There are drill holes in some of the bones where the string was inserted. Well that's about all I could get. Cause of death a powerful blow to the head."
"Thank you" Grissom was frustrated. How could he leave everything so clean, not leaving single evidence? Not even on the body. This case was standing still and most likely he was going to kill again.
----------------
"We have just received a written note from a man who claims to be the realtor killer. He wants to be addressed as 'the Puppet Master' in all news media 'cause that is what he is. The letter also says we should tell the police 'thirds a charm'. We asked the police chief for a comment on this but he refused to say anything. We give more information as soon as we get any. A small store in central…"
----------------
It was a chilly night and the stars twinkled on clear sky. The red and blue lights played across the Las Vegas desert. Everything was quite. A group of police officers was standing around a body of the third human puppet.