Wednesday January 15, 2003 7:53AM - San Diego
"MAIL CALL" the computerized voice hollered.
"Damn it." Cheryl Zimmer muttered to herself, "Damn thing scares me every time." She clicked on her email icon and held her breath. Her heart wasn't beating at twice its normal rate just from the scare. She only had one email, and she smiled when she saw it. Looking over her shoulder, she checked to see if any of her co-workers, or, God forbid, her boss, was headed her way. With the coast clear, she opened the message and began to read.
TO: KittyKat FROM: hells-survivor Tuesday January 14, 2003 8:52 PM RE: Hi Baby
Good morning my darling, I hope you had pleasant dreams. Right now, as I'm writing this, we haven't spoken yet, but I plan on calling you as soon as they call a wrap for today. If it's not to late, I plan on calling you at home, but just in case I don't get the chance, I'm going to ask you this way.
Cheryl gasped loudly, then quickly turned around checking to see if she was heard. He hadn't called her, "He must have filmed until the wee hours of the morning," she thought to herself. "Poor baby." She didn't realize she'd said that out loud until Sue from merchandising looked over from the copier.
"I'm sorry, did you say something Cheryl?"
"Um..No, just talking to myself." Cheryl gave her a "crazy ol' me" smile and Sue turned back to the copier.
What I want to ask is, you mentioned you had some vacation time coming up, and I was wondering if you'd like to drive up to see me? We're filming in LA right now, and next week the crew and some other cast members go off to Mexico to do some shooting, so I have some free time on my hands. I was hoping to spend it with you. What do you say? Want to come to LA?
"Yes! Oh God, do I!" Again Cheryl spoke out loud, and this time, Sue heard her loud and clear. She gave Cheryl a strange look before picking up her copies and moving away.
Now, remember honey, as much as I want to tell the whole world about us, we can't just yet, so can you make up something to tell your boss? Send a reply as soon as you can. I'm waiting for you My Love, Mark.
Cheryl clicked on the reply button and typed:
Yes! Oh Mark, what a wonderful idea. I'm leaving in just a few minutes. How bout I meet you at Grauman's Chinese Theatre at 1 this afternoon. I'll see you then.
Cheryl hit the power button on her pc, grabbed her purse and took off for her boss's office.
~~~
January 14, LA
"Exhumed?" Alex asked confused.
"Exhumed and on a plane to New York." The LA ME said shortly, as if he couldn't be bothered.
"We didn't even know she'd been buried." Alex directed her question to the ME, but glanced over at Fearless Smith who had come with them.
"The FBI couldn't figure out who she was, her fingerprints weren't on any file. All the missing person's that she matched weren't her..What were we supposed to do? Put her on ice forever?" The ME's voice carried an indignant tone. He didn't like women too much, and women cops even less so. And New Yorkers? Oh, don't get him started.
Alex had been used to this kind of attitude, she'd delt with it from all her pre Bobby partners to one extent or another. She realized now she'd been spoiled the last few years, with Goren having treated her as the equal she is. The sneer Alex saw on the doctor's lips made her want to haul off and slug him. Goren knew what his partner was thinking, he stepped in before she could do something he knew she'd regret.
"The state paid for the burial." He said.
"Yes." The ME answered as if it had been a question. This one might be a New Yorker, but at least he was a man.
Goren considered for a moment. "Was there anything unusual about her?"
"You mean besides that she was dead?"
Goren looked at Alex. She returned his look and rolled her eyes.
"Yes, Doc, besides that." Fearless Smith said, getting tired of the ME's attitude.
The doctor stared at Smith, trying to stare him down. After a moment, he gave up and opened Jamie Kirklands file, reading to refamiliarize himself.
"Hmmm." He made the noise out loud. After another moment, he made it again. "Hmmm."
Fearless had had enough. "What?"
The doctor shut the file with a flourish. "Nothing. Suffocated and semen. Nothing else." He smiled, proud of himself for having gotten a rise out of Fearless.
Smith turned toward the door, and threw a "Thanks" over his shoulder back toward the doctor. Goren and Eames followed him out.
~~
"Well?" Fearless asked when they'd settled into the car.
"The site the body was found. Then we need to look at this Internet fan club Jamie belonged to."
"Ok." Fearless said, reaching across into the front seat, he pointed Alex in the right direction.
"MAIL CALL" the computerized voice hollered.
"Damn it." Cheryl Zimmer muttered to herself, "Damn thing scares me every time." She clicked on her email icon and held her breath. Her heart wasn't beating at twice its normal rate just from the scare. She only had one email, and she smiled when she saw it. Looking over her shoulder, she checked to see if any of her co-workers, or, God forbid, her boss, was headed her way. With the coast clear, she opened the message and began to read.
TO: KittyKat FROM: hells-survivor Tuesday January 14, 2003 8:52 PM RE: Hi Baby
Good morning my darling, I hope you had pleasant dreams. Right now, as I'm writing this, we haven't spoken yet, but I plan on calling you as soon as they call a wrap for today. If it's not to late, I plan on calling you at home, but just in case I don't get the chance, I'm going to ask you this way.
Cheryl gasped loudly, then quickly turned around checking to see if she was heard. He hadn't called her, "He must have filmed until the wee hours of the morning," she thought to herself. "Poor baby." She didn't realize she'd said that out loud until Sue from merchandising looked over from the copier.
"I'm sorry, did you say something Cheryl?"
"Um..No, just talking to myself." Cheryl gave her a "crazy ol' me" smile and Sue turned back to the copier.
What I want to ask is, you mentioned you had some vacation time coming up, and I was wondering if you'd like to drive up to see me? We're filming in LA right now, and next week the crew and some other cast members go off to Mexico to do some shooting, so I have some free time on my hands. I was hoping to spend it with you. What do you say? Want to come to LA?
"Yes! Oh God, do I!" Again Cheryl spoke out loud, and this time, Sue heard her loud and clear. She gave Cheryl a strange look before picking up her copies and moving away.
Now, remember honey, as much as I want to tell the whole world about us, we can't just yet, so can you make up something to tell your boss? Send a reply as soon as you can. I'm waiting for you My Love, Mark.
Cheryl clicked on the reply button and typed:
Yes! Oh Mark, what a wonderful idea. I'm leaving in just a few minutes. How bout I meet you at Grauman's Chinese Theatre at 1 this afternoon. I'll see you then.
Cheryl hit the power button on her pc, grabbed her purse and took off for her boss's office.
~~~
January 14, LA
"Exhumed?" Alex asked confused.
"Exhumed and on a plane to New York." The LA ME said shortly, as if he couldn't be bothered.
"We didn't even know she'd been buried." Alex directed her question to the ME, but glanced over at Fearless Smith who had come with them.
"The FBI couldn't figure out who she was, her fingerprints weren't on any file. All the missing person's that she matched weren't her..What were we supposed to do? Put her on ice forever?" The ME's voice carried an indignant tone. He didn't like women too much, and women cops even less so. And New Yorkers? Oh, don't get him started.
Alex had been used to this kind of attitude, she'd delt with it from all her pre Bobby partners to one extent or another. She realized now she'd been spoiled the last few years, with Goren having treated her as the equal she is. The sneer Alex saw on the doctor's lips made her want to haul off and slug him. Goren knew what his partner was thinking, he stepped in before she could do something he knew she'd regret.
"The state paid for the burial." He said.
"Yes." The ME answered as if it had been a question. This one might be a New Yorker, but at least he was a man.
Goren considered for a moment. "Was there anything unusual about her?"
"You mean besides that she was dead?"
Goren looked at Alex. She returned his look and rolled her eyes.
"Yes, Doc, besides that." Fearless Smith said, getting tired of the ME's attitude.
The doctor stared at Smith, trying to stare him down. After a moment, he gave up and opened Jamie Kirklands file, reading to refamiliarize himself.
"Hmmm." He made the noise out loud. After another moment, he made it again. "Hmmm."
Fearless had had enough. "What?"
The doctor shut the file with a flourish. "Nothing. Suffocated and semen. Nothing else." He smiled, proud of himself for having gotten a rise out of Fearless.
Smith turned toward the door, and threw a "Thanks" over his shoulder back toward the doctor. Goren and Eames followed him out.
~~
"Well?" Fearless asked when they'd settled into the car.
"The site the body was found. Then we need to look at this Internet fan club Jamie belonged to."
"Ok." Fearless said, reaching across into the front seat, he pointed Alex in the right direction.
