Follow the evidence
Chapter 7: Dead poet's society
A/N: Sorry I took so long again to get his up. Finals are coming in like two weeks and the profs like to bury us in work. I can't wait until x-mas vacation.
"We've got another one," Grissom told his team, his sigh evident in his voice. The killer was getting cocky, killing in so many in such a short span of time, and yet they still could not catch him. "Jordan and Nicky, you two take this one. It's at the university again. Brass is waiting for you. I'm going to see if Al has a timeline of the deaths for us yet. The rest of you just relax I guess."
The three of them left Greg, Sara, and Warrick in the break room alone. Catherine had gone to call her baby-sitter to tell her she would again be late. It didn't take long for Greg to fall asleep and Sara soon after him. They had all been working non-stop and it was catching up to them.
***At the crime scene***
"Emili-anne Younger, twenty-six years old killed on her way to a poetry reading," Brass greeted the two CSIs. "Same MO as all the previous victims. I just hope you guys find something before this guy strikes again."
"Nothing like a little pressure," Nick sighed and thanked the captain. He approached the body and left JB to follow. "You want to check the area for footprints or maybe a weapon? Hopefully we'll get lucky this time. I want to nail this guy so bad, preferably before he kills again."
JB nodded and began to look around. Nick took pictures of the body and the surrounding area but nothing was found that could lead them to the killer. It appeared to be another victory for their serial killer. This case was getting extremely frustrating for everybody involved. The public was terrified. Girls would no longer go anywhere alone but were somehow still being murdered.
"Nothing," JB told Nick as he met the older CSI at the Tahoe. If the situation hadn't have been so serious, JB would have laughed at the expression of Nick's face. Right now though, both just wanted to get back to the lab and see if Doc Robbins would find something useful. Nick also wanted to hurry back and see how Grissom's talk with Greg had gone.
***At the lab***
"Don't wake him," Nick heard a voice from behind him. He spun around to find his boss in the doorway of the break room. Nick had been about to wake Greg so he could talk to his best friend. "How long had he been asleep? How did your talk go? Did you find out what was wrong?"
"He fell asleep a few minutes after you left," Grissom motioned Nick out of the room so they wouldn't wake the sleeping lab tech. They went into his office. "One of the foster families he stayed with wasn't a pleasant experience. Actually, I think there were more than one family but the family he stayed with at the same time as the Peterson twin was the only one he mentioned. He said they wanted cheap labour, not foster children. I didn't push him for details but I think it's obvious what happened."
"Poor Greg," Nick murmured. He knew about Greg's family situation, he and Grissom both did, but neither knew what exactly had happened and that he had been treated so badly. "I'll talk to him when he wakes up. Maybe he'll tell me what happened. And I know, I won't push him to tell me."
Nick left the office and went back into the break room. JB was already in there, making a pot of coffee and being as quiet as possible. Nick nodded at his new team member before sitting down in a chair across from the couch Greg was sleeping on. He felt the need to watch over his younger friend but he wasn't sure why.
"Hurry, wake Greg," Grissom said coming into the room. The urgency in his voice left no room for question and Nick had no choice but to wake the sleeping kid. "Robbins found a hair in one of the victim's wounds. It's waiting in the lab for you Greg. We may have just gotten our first break."
"That's great," Nick exclaimed and shared a grin with JB as Greg rushed out to his lab. They all hoped that the hair would lead them to their killer.
A/N: Sorry I took so long again to get his up. Finals are coming in like two weeks and the profs like to bury us in work. I can't wait until x-mas vacation.
"We've got another one," Grissom told his team, his sigh evident in his voice. The killer was getting cocky, killing in so many in such a short span of time, and yet they still could not catch him. "Jordan and Nicky, you two take this one. It's at the university again. Brass is waiting for you. I'm going to see if Al has a timeline of the deaths for us yet. The rest of you just relax I guess."
The three of them left Greg, Sara, and Warrick in the break room alone. Catherine had gone to call her baby-sitter to tell her she would again be late. It didn't take long for Greg to fall asleep and Sara soon after him. They had all been working non-stop and it was catching up to them.
***At the crime scene***
"Emili-anne Younger, twenty-six years old killed on her way to a poetry reading," Brass greeted the two CSIs. "Same MO as all the previous victims. I just hope you guys find something before this guy strikes again."
"Nothing like a little pressure," Nick sighed and thanked the captain. He approached the body and left JB to follow. "You want to check the area for footprints or maybe a weapon? Hopefully we'll get lucky this time. I want to nail this guy so bad, preferably before he kills again."
JB nodded and began to look around. Nick took pictures of the body and the surrounding area but nothing was found that could lead them to the killer. It appeared to be another victory for their serial killer. This case was getting extremely frustrating for everybody involved. The public was terrified. Girls would no longer go anywhere alone but were somehow still being murdered.
"Nothing," JB told Nick as he met the older CSI at the Tahoe. If the situation hadn't have been so serious, JB would have laughed at the expression of Nick's face. Right now though, both just wanted to get back to the lab and see if Doc Robbins would find something useful. Nick also wanted to hurry back and see how Grissom's talk with Greg had gone.
***At the lab***
"Don't wake him," Nick heard a voice from behind him. He spun around to find his boss in the doorway of the break room. Nick had been about to wake Greg so he could talk to his best friend. "How long had he been asleep? How did your talk go? Did you find out what was wrong?"
"He fell asleep a few minutes after you left," Grissom motioned Nick out of the room so they wouldn't wake the sleeping lab tech. They went into his office. "One of the foster families he stayed with wasn't a pleasant experience. Actually, I think there were more than one family but the family he stayed with at the same time as the Peterson twin was the only one he mentioned. He said they wanted cheap labour, not foster children. I didn't push him for details but I think it's obvious what happened."
"Poor Greg," Nick murmured. He knew about Greg's family situation, he and Grissom both did, but neither knew what exactly had happened and that he had been treated so badly. "I'll talk to him when he wakes up. Maybe he'll tell me what happened. And I know, I won't push him to tell me."
Nick left the office and went back into the break room. JB was already in there, making a pot of coffee and being as quiet as possible. Nick nodded at his new team member before sitting down in a chair across from the couch Greg was sleeping on. He felt the need to watch over his younger friend but he wasn't sure why.
"Hurry, wake Greg," Grissom said coming into the room. The urgency in his voice left no room for question and Nick had no choice but to wake the sleeping kid. "Robbins found a hair in one of the victim's wounds. It's waiting in the lab for you Greg. We may have just gotten our first break."
"That's great," Nick exclaimed and shared a grin with JB as Greg rushed out to his lab. They all hoped that the hair would lead them to their killer.