Chapter 13
Greg ran the tests on the DNA, scrapings and soil samples collected from the scene. He worked quietly, as did everyone else; they were all worried for Sara and Ash. Nick developed the photos and examined them trying to piece together the activities, while Warrick and Catherine went to see Grissom.
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Brass opened the office door to let Catherine and Warrick in. They all sat down facing Grissom. Almost like an interrogation.
"I need to ask you some questions Gil." Catherine stated as she sat forward in her chair.
"I know the procedure Catherine. What do need to know?" Grissom rubbed the tiredness from his eyes and sighed heavily from exhaustion.
Warrick looked at Catherine and she nodded for him to ask. "Who's Tony Richards?" Grissom looked up at him with fear in his eyes. Warrick continued getting his answer from his reaction. "His fingerprints were found all over the house, living room, kitchen, toilet and Ashleigh's bedroom."
^ Flashback ^ His body was so drained and tired, that even when he was untied he couldn't move, but he had to try, he had to get them out of here. Taking a few seconds to gain what little strength he had left he pushed himself forward, lunging for the knife that he still held in his strangely small hands. His legs were still tied to the chair and because of it being bolted to the ground he fell to the ground on top of the knife, impaling his chest. She screamed out his name weakly, while the other passed out seconds later from blood loss. The ropes around his legs loosened at the sudden movement and gave him room to manoeuvre and fight back. ^ Flashback ^
"How can he be everywhere? He must have been let in to be in the house. Sara and Ash wouldn't have let him anywhere near them."
"How do you know that Gil?" She asked softly.
Grissom looked at Catherine. "You have the file, you know how I know." Catherine sighed at the unsuccessful try at getting information from him. He could tell she was expecting something outside the file, but it did contain everything. "Catherine you read the file otherwise you wouldn't be here." Catherine nodded.
"Can you tell me more? Anything that's not in the file."
"No, I can't." He buried his head in his hands.
^ Flashback ^ "Please help him, please." The tears streamed as she watched him checking frantically for a pulse and quickly untying him to move him to the floor and trying to apply pressure to the wounds sustained all over his body. He completely forgot about the knife that still embedded itself in his chest, instead he tried to revive his friend. ^ Flashback ^
Warrick did not understand what was going on. "Griss what's going on?" Grissom turned to Catherine and shook her head.
"Only Brass and me know." Grissom stood and looked down at them like a giant.
"Great, so you thought you'd get me to explain it to them what happened right? I don't think so Cath. Its personal and it was a long time ago. A part of my life I'd rather not remember." Grissom's voice grew loud at his last sentence. Grissom's eyes closed shut and stay shut as he sank back into his chair.
Catherine and Warrick got up to leave and asked Brass to stay with him. "We'll need to talk more later Gil, ok?" Grissom opened his eyes and nodded slowly, not really registering her words.
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The blindfold slipped and a light could be seen from one corner and the walls looked bright white. Because the gap was small she couldn't see much more and the gag was tied tight so her head movement was restricted slightly. The room seemed to be getting colder and she hoped someone would find her soon, she was having a bad feeling that something was going to happen and didn't want to be around for it. This was becoming too familiar, but she didn't want to give into her worse fear.
The sound of a heavy door opening creaked into the strange white, bright and cold room.
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"What happened in there Cath?" Warrick needed some answers and this secrecy was starting to wear thin.
"I'm not sure, but I've never seen him like that. I know he's worried about Ash and Sara, but when you mention the name Richards I swear I saw fear in his eyes."
"Yeah, I saw it too, but Ash and Sara are out there somewhere and we need to get some answers."
"Let's get back to processing, it's there I know it is. He's leaving clues and that's what we need to piece together." Catherine looked through the file again and wondered how Richards could be all over Sara's place when he was in and out in 15 minutes tops. Nick and Grissom would have seen him if he was there longer.
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* The door creaking alerted her, he saw that and tried to keep his approach quiet. The table that resided her chair was filled with implements; he had to buy a new set since he regained his memory a few months back. He had slept for years and felt so awake and ready to continue his hobby and obsession. *
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"Do want something to drink like coffee?" Brass asked as he stood.
He shook his head and stood. "No. I'm going to talk to Catherine." Brass wasn't sure whether to follow him or leave him, but he followed just to be on the safe side.
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Greg rushed down the corridor with two sets of results in his hands. "Nick!" He shouted as he ran into the layout room.
"What's up Greg?" Nick didn't look up from the photos of the tyre treads. He was trying to scan the picture onto his laptop.
"I found out where the chloroform came from and why Richards epithelial's were all other the place." Nick looked up sharply and grabbed the results from him.
"Good work Greg, you seen Catherine?"
"Yeah, she's with Warrick." Greg handed him the other results and offered to page them while he looked other the findings.
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Greg ran the tests on the DNA, scrapings and soil samples collected from the scene. He worked quietly, as did everyone else; they were all worried for Sara and Ash. Nick developed the photos and examined them trying to piece together the activities, while Warrick and Catherine went to see Grissom.
*******************************
Brass opened the office door to let Catherine and Warrick in. They all sat down facing Grissom. Almost like an interrogation.
"I need to ask you some questions Gil." Catherine stated as she sat forward in her chair.
"I know the procedure Catherine. What do need to know?" Grissom rubbed the tiredness from his eyes and sighed heavily from exhaustion.
Warrick looked at Catherine and she nodded for him to ask. "Who's Tony Richards?" Grissom looked up at him with fear in his eyes. Warrick continued getting his answer from his reaction. "His fingerprints were found all over the house, living room, kitchen, toilet and Ashleigh's bedroom."
^ Flashback ^ His body was so drained and tired, that even when he was untied he couldn't move, but he had to try, he had to get them out of here. Taking a few seconds to gain what little strength he had left he pushed himself forward, lunging for the knife that he still held in his strangely small hands. His legs were still tied to the chair and because of it being bolted to the ground he fell to the ground on top of the knife, impaling his chest. She screamed out his name weakly, while the other passed out seconds later from blood loss. The ropes around his legs loosened at the sudden movement and gave him room to manoeuvre and fight back. ^ Flashback ^
"How can he be everywhere? He must have been let in to be in the house. Sara and Ash wouldn't have let him anywhere near them."
"How do you know that Gil?" She asked softly.
Grissom looked at Catherine. "You have the file, you know how I know." Catherine sighed at the unsuccessful try at getting information from him. He could tell she was expecting something outside the file, but it did contain everything. "Catherine you read the file otherwise you wouldn't be here." Catherine nodded.
"Can you tell me more? Anything that's not in the file."
"No, I can't." He buried his head in his hands.
^ Flashback ^ "Please help him, please." The tears streamed as she watched him checking frantically for a pulse and quickly untying him to move him to the floor and trying to apply pressure to the wounds sustained all over his body. He completely forgot about the knife that still embedded itself in his chest, instead he tried to revive his friend. ^ Flashback ^
Warrick did not understand what was going on. "Griss what's going on?" Grissom turned to Catherine and shook her head.
"Only Brass and me know." Grissom stood and looked down at them like a giant.
"Great, so you thought you'd get me to explain it to them what happened right? I don't think so Cath. Its personal and it was a long time ago. A part of my life I'd rather not remember." Grissom's voice grew loud at his last sentence. Grissom's eyes closed shut and stay shut as he sank back into his chair.
Catherine and Warrick got up to leave and asked Brass to stay with him. "We'll need to talk more later Gil, ok?" Grissom opened his eyes and nodded slowly, not really registering her words.
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The blindfold slipped and a light could be seen from one corner and the walls looked bright white. Because the gap was small she couldn't see much more and the gag was tied tight so her head movement was restricted slightly. The room seemed to be getting colder and she hoped someone would find her soon, she was having a bad feeling that something was going to happen and didn't want to be around for it. This was becoming too familiar, but she didn't want to give into her worse fear.
The sound of a heavy door opening creaked into the strange white, bright and cold room.
*******************************
"What happened in there Cath?" Warrick needed some answers and this secrecy was starting to wear thin.
"I'm not sure, but I've never seen him like that. I know he's worried about Ash and Sara, but when you mention the name Richards I swear I saw fear in his eyes."
"Yeah, I saw it too, but Ash and Sara are out there somewhere and we need to get some answers."
"Let's get back to processing, it's there I know it is. He's leaving clues and that's what we need to piece together." Catherine looked through the file again and wondered how Richards could be all over Sara's place when he was in and out in 15 minutes tops. Nick and Grissom would have seen him if he was there longer.
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* The door creaking alerted her, he saw that and tried to keep his approach quiet. The table that resided her chair was filled with implements; he had to buy a new set since he regained his memory a few months back. He had slept for years and felt so awake and ready to continue his hobby and obsession. *
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"Do want something to drink like coffee?" Brass asked as he stood.
He shook his head and stood. "No. I'm going to talk to Catherine." Brass wasn't sure whether to follow him or leave him, but he followed just to be on the safe side.
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Greg rushed down the corridor with two sets of results in his hands. "Nick!" He shouted as he ran into the layout room.
"What's up Greg?" Nick didn't look up from the photos of the tyre treads. He was trying to scan the picture onto his laptop.
"I found out where the chloroform came from and why Richards epithelial's were all other the place." Nick looked up sharply and grabbed the results from him.
"Good work Greg, you seen Catherine?"
"Yeah, she's with Warrick." Greg handed him the other results and offered to page them while he looked other the findings.
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