Chapter VIII

I went back to my room, but I could still hear the sound of my voice threw the air.

'Strumming my pain with his fingers

Singing my life with his words

Killing me softly with his song

Killing me softly with his song

Telling my life with his words

Killing me softly with his song'

I put on a red T-shirt with a pair of black stretchy pants. My hair came loose and I let my hair flow down my back. Two silver hoops were in my ears.

'He sang as if he knew me

In all my dark despair

And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there

And he just kept on singing

Singing clear and strong'

I sprayed myself with my peach body spray. I saw myself standing in the mirror. I knew that my ribs were showing, Even thought you couldn't see them threw my shirt. Almost look like I did when I was with David. I went over to my dresser and got out my picture of me and David at his sisters wedding. I had on a deep red dress with a low V neck. I remembered the dress shimmering with every move I made and how David couldn't keep his eyes off me that night.

'strumming my pain with his fingers

Singing my life with his words

Killing me softly with his song

Killing me softly with his song

Telling my life with his words'

A single tear ran down my face that I quickly wiped away.

'Killing me softly with his song' I sang the verse with the music then put the picture back and left to go see Nick. Putting on a smile.

'Hey Sar ready? We got to get back to the lab or Grissom will have our heads.' Nick turned off the system and walked over to me. 'You alright?'

'Yes, why wouldn't I be.' I started walking out towards the door when Nick grabbed my waist and brought me closer to him.

'You still love him, don't you.' He put his hands around my stomach. I looked at me feet, 'You wrote that song for him.' He caressed my side his thumb. He just feeling my bones.

'We have to get going Nick.' I turned and walked out the door to his Tahoe. I heard Nick sigh and he drove. No radio, no music, no talking, silence was all that was to be heard.

'Remember to pick up your Tahoe from work today.'

'OK.' I rested my head on the window. Then it started to go down. 'Nick stop that.' I readjusted my head and placed it back on the window.

'Stop what?' The window went all the way down.

'Nick?!?' I slapped him playfully. I sat up normally.

'I don't know what you're talking about.' Nick parked the Tahoe and we got out. We walked over to were Grissom was. 'So who do you think that we will have to do with Elliot girl?'

'Don't know but we better hurry.' We walked faster over to Catherine and Grissom.

'The girl and Anna's boyfriend Tom Foster are related. Twins to be exact.' Grissom told us.

'They were separated from birth. Both were put for adoption. Then adopted sepretly.'

'The Tom Foster is now missing. We were able to identify the other girl as Nicole Foster. And right now Tom is the one who killed both his sister Nicole and Anna.'

'That's not possible Gris.' Grissom raised his eyebrow at me. 'Why would Tom kill his sister and his girlfriend? It just doesn't make scene.'

'He's the only person who we can pin it on. I'm sorry Sara.' Catherine said.

'What if I can prove it?'

'I don't think that-' Grissom started.

'The evidence is missing something. Something is wrong. Just give me a couple of house and I'll show you. Please Gris.' I looked at him straight on with puppy eyes.

'Yeah Gris give her a chance.' Nick piped up.

'Fine, you have until noon. Sara you and Nick go together,' Grissom and Catherine left.

'Come on Cowboy.' I dragged him back to his Tahoe.'

*song is called killing me softly by Kimberly Caldwell.*