Disclaimer: Still don't own CSI:…
Author's note: Reviews, diamonds; its all good!!
"Here are all the crime scene reports and photos." Lydie said, taking the documents out of the giant white folder that she brought with her
Looking at the pictures Grissom commented, "All the vics look somewhat the same."
"All long haired strawberry blonds, green eyes, five foot to five three, all weighed around one twenty."
"Are you related to a Hannah Jameson?"
"Yeah, she's my cousin. Why do you ask?"
"You look like her, that's all. We went to high school together."
"Oh, that's cool. I have to tell her next time I talk to her. Were you two close."
"You could say that…"
"Getting back on topic…"
"Of course."
"We think that he is going to strike tomorrow night. He only kills on the odd nights of the second week of the month. There has to be some logic behind that, but none of us in Salt Lake can come up with a theory that holds up perfectly."
"Perhaps it's an anniversary or something."
"We won't know until we have a suspect. There is nothing on this guy, the prints come back fine though the database."
"Hey, Grissom, Lydie." Catherine said as she entered the lounge.
"Hi, Catherine." Lydie replied
"So, did I miss anything?"
"Not really. Lydie and I were just going over how the killer kills on certain days."
"The vics were nailed to the floor before they were killed just like their eyes were glued open before he stabbed their neck."
"He wanted them to see their death and be tortured beforehand." Catherine observed
"It's just they way the perp works. Really must have something against women to go through the whole pre killing ritual."
"Could it be cult related?"
"We doubt it. Still a slight possibility though. I mean a whole cult wouldn't pick up and go to a new city just to get a new vic, would they?"
"Might be. Still we should check it out."
"Sara and Nick can work on that." Catherine suggested
"I'll go tell them." Grissom said as he got up
"Okay."
"See ya around, Gil." Lydie put in
"Yeah."
"So this is how you are, darling daughter. I have always loved you, from the very day that you were born; you just never knew it. Hannah loves you too, more than you'll ever know Lydie. I want to tell you so much that what was lost now is found, but I can't. You have your father and mother, and your happy. I want you to be happy, Lydie. Hannah and I love you; we just couldn't raise you… I've always been there; you just never realized it. You've been the reason to get up in the morning, and throw myself in to the evidence. It doesn't lie, unlike the lie that I gave you. Forgive me, Lydie, forgive me!!"