Follow the evidence
Chapter 5: Bring it on
A/N: I am so sorry for not updating in a while. My computer crashed as I was about to upload the next chapter of this story and I just now got back on. This computer is very crappy!!!!
***Valler Drive***
"You all right Greg?" Warrick asked as the younger man just sat in the Tahoe without moving. He could tell whatever Greg was remembering wasn't pleasant and was obviously something he would rather forget. 'Maybe I should wait and let Nicky or Gris talk to him. He'd probably feel more comfortable talking to them,' Warrick thought.
"I'm fine," Greg spoke softly, like he was scared of something. He nearly jumped out of his seat when Jordan got in the car and slammed the door. Greg was thankful for the momentary distraction. "Hey JB. Did you find anything in the room? Oh, and did you Warrick?"
"It was clean," Jordan told him and Warrick nodded to indicate that his room had been clean also. "There wasn't even a fiber or a hair. Whoever this person is, they definitely know how to cover their tracks. The victim didn't even put up a struggle."
"Drugged?" Warrick started the car and drove off in the direction of the lab. He kept glancing over at Greg and made a mental note to tell Nick or Grissom to talk to him. "I guess we'll see if Doc Robbins can figure out how the victims were drugged, providing that they were. I'd say that's probably why there's never a struggle."
***CSI Lab***
"How's Doc Robbins coming along with the bodies?" Sara asked as she entered the break room. Grissom, Nick, and Catherine were already in there and they were awaiting Warrick, Jordan, and Greg to arrive. "The Valler Drive victims' bodies just barely arrived so now he has four."
"Let's hope Warrick, JB, and Greg found something at their double murder," Nick was exhausted and it showed on his face. This case was starting to get to everyone. "I wonder what's taking them so long. Their bodies are here so they should be here too."
"We are here Nicky," Warrick grinned at his friend as he entered the room, followed by Jordan, and a pale-looking Greg. "There was nothing. Whoever this is, they're good. There wasn't even a struggle and it must have been a quiet murder. Either that or the second murdered twin is a very deep sleeper."
"Why don't Greg and I go and get everyone some coffee from Starbucks?" Jordan got to his feet and acknowledged Greg's look of relief. Jordan knew the lab tech needed to get out of the room and offered a simple and discreet solution. He also knew that with Greg out of the room, Warrick could talk to Nick and Grissom.
"We may have a slight problem," Warrick said once Greg and Jordan were gone. "Apparently Greg stayed in the same foster home as one of the twins that were murdered. He said that thankfully she got out before he did but he didn't want to tell me what he meant by saying that. I don't know if he didn't want to tell me or if he couldn't tell me. Whatever happened back then, it scared him and it still does. I thought maybe one of you guys could try and talk to him. He trusts you two the most out of any of us so maybe he'll open up to you."
"I'll talk to him," Grissom replied. He saw Nick about to argue and held up his hand to stop him. "You're his best friend Nicky. If I can't get him to tell me what's bothering him then there's still hope that you can. I'll talk to him once he and Jordan get back with the coffee. How'd he do out in the field?"
"You'll have to ask Brass," Warrick told his boss. "I know I was supposed to watch him but I didn't want to leave Greg alone in the state he was in. Brass went in to watch how JB was processing. I guess I could have left Greg with Brass but Greg doesn't really know him that well."
"It's all right Warrick," Grissom assured the younger man. He didn't want Warrick to worry about anything on top of everything else he was worrying about. "I'll just ask Brass. He knew the situation and no one was in danger. I think you made the right decision."
Greg and Jordan chose that moment to enter with the coffee. Everyone got their coffees and muttered about having something to do or somewhere to be, leaving only Grissom and Greg in the room. Greg looked at his boss and was thinking about an excuse to leave when his thoughts were interrupted.
"Greg, we need to talk," Grissom got to his feet and motioned for Greg to do the same. "Let's go to my office."
A/N: I am so sorry for not updating in a while. My computer crashed as I was about to upload the next chapter of this story and I just now got back on. This computer is very crappy!!!!
***Valler Drive***
"You all right Greg?" Warrick asked as the younger man just sat in the Tahoe without moving. He could tell whatever Greg was remembering wasn't pleasant and was obviously something he would rather forget. 'Maybe I should wait and let Nicky or Gris talk to him. He'd probably feel more comfortable talking to them,' Warrick thought.
"I'm fine," Greg spoke softly, like he was scared of something. He nearly jumped out of his seat when Jordan got in the car and slammed the door. Greg was thankful for the momentary distraction. "Hey JB. Did you find anything in the room? Oh, and did you Warrick?"
"It was clean," Jordan told him and Warrick nodded to indicate that his room had been clean also. "There wasn't even a fiber or a hair. Whoever this person is, they definitely know how to cover their tracks. The victim didn't even put up a struggle."
"Drugged?" Warrick started the car and drove off in the direction of the lab. He kept glancing over at Greg and made a mental note to tell Nick or Grissom to talk to him. "I guess we'll see if Doc Robbins can figure out how the victims were drugged, providing that they were. I'd say that's probably why there's never a struggle."
***CSI Lab***
"How's Doc Robbins coming along with the bodies?" Sara asked as she entered the break room. Grissom, Nick, and Catherine were already in there and they were awaiting Warrick, Jordan, and Greg to arrive. "The Valler Drive victims' bodies just barely arrived so now he has four."
"Let's hope Warrick, JB, and Greg found something at their double murder," Nick was exhausted and it showed on his face. This case was starting to get to everyone. "I wonder what's taking them so long. Their bodies are here so they should be here too."
"We are here Nicky," Warrick grinned at his friend as he entered the room, followed by Jordan, and a pale-looking Greg. "There was nothing. Whoever this is, they're good. There wasn't even a struggle and it must have been a quiet murder. Either that or the second murdered twin is a very deep sleeper."
"Why don't Greg and I go and get everyone some coffee from Starbucks?" Jordan got to his feet and acknowledged Greg's look of relief. Jordan knew the lab tech needed to get out of the room and offered a simple and discreet solution. He also knew that with Greg out of the room, Warrick could talk to Nick and Grissom.
"We may have a slight problem," Warrick said once Greg and Jordan were gone. "Apparently Greg stayed in the same foster home as one of the twins that were murdered. He said that thankfully she got out before he did but he didn't want to tell me what he meant by saying that. I don't know if he didn't want to tell me or if he couldn't tell me. Whatever happened back then, it scared him and it still does. I thought maybe one of you guys could try and talk to him. He trusts you two the most out of any of us so maybe he'll open up to you."
"I'll talk to him," Grissom replied. He saw Nick about to argue and held up his hand to stop him. "You're his best friend Nicky. If I can't get him to tell me what's bothering him then there's still hope that you can. I'll talk to him once he and Jordan get back with the coffee. How'd he do out in the field?"
"You'll have to ask Brass," Warrick told his boss. "I know I was supposed to watch him but I didn't want to leave Greg alone in the state he was in. Brass went in to watch how JB was processing. I guess I could have left Greg with Brass but Greg doesn't really know him that well."
"It's all right Warrick," Grissom assured the younger man. He didn't want Warrick to worry about anything on top of everything else he was worrying about. "I'll just ask Brass. He knew the situation and no one was in danger. I think you made the right decision."
Greg and Jordan chose that moment to enter with the coffee. Everyone got their coffees and muttered about having something to do or somewhere to be, leaving only Grissom and Greg in the room. Greg looked at his boss and was thinking about an excuse to leave when his thoughts were interrupted.
"Greg, we need to talk," Grissom got to his feet and motioned for Greg to do the same. "Let's go to my office."