Detective Jim Brass waited impatiently for Grissom at the scene, already
police officers had to be called in to keep the reporters away from the
scene. Brass suddenly recognizing an audible grumble and shout, walked
over to the boundary, realizing seconds later it was a bad idea.
"Detective! Do you have any information on the case?" "Excuse me! Sir could you tell us what happened?" "Hey! I was here first" "Who cares? Its every man for themselves out here!" "Sir! Could we have an interview??" Reporters were shouting and Brass could tell he was on several 'live' TV stations currently. "We will be informing the press when we get information."
*****
"Sir, we need to get to the crime scene." "Don't we all? I was here before you sir, and don't think I'll move for another reporter." Turning and being sure that he couldn't get through the reporter started shouting questions again. Grissom was getting highly annoyed and the reporters were not letting them through, as a desperate measure he called Brass on his cell phone.
"Brass" Jim Brass never did enjoy talking on the phone but as this provided a reason to escape the numerous reporters he would talk as long as he could. "hey Brass, this is Grissom"
"Where are you this is to the point of turning into a riot and they haven't even seen the cat yet!"
"Well I can barely see the top of your head" Nick commented over Grissom's shoulder.
"Brass get an officer out here to let us in, these reporters are very territorial." Sara barked over Grissom's other shoulder.
"Sure, just one thing Grissom, Sara, Nick, just how long have you been out there trying to convince reporters to move? I mean come on, they move if there is the threat of being arrested, but to them anyone not in a 'cop' uniform is another reporter, and even then they still are suspicious."
"Just get an officer out here now Brass." Grissom sounded highly annoyed.
"Alright, alright, hold your horses, but you do know that the odds are the reporters will get flared up about someone not wearing a uniform getting in the crime scene." Brass chuckled and Grissom faintly heard him giving orders to 'fetch the CSI' "We already set up a second crime scene tape 100 yards from the original, and you're outside that second tape. see you in a minute or so." With that Brass pushed the end button and pretended to look busy so that no reporter could call him over.
*****
"Took you three long enough." Brass commented sarcastically, "Well alright here are what we know." He paused to lift the original yellow tape so they could pass under, "Mrs. Sanders over there, she was walking one of her hounds when it barked, you know that her dogs only do that when there is evidence of what they are looking for, in this case the hound is being trained to find bodies, she let it lead her out here, it then barked once, how she trains those dogs to do that is a true mystery. anyways, she saw the cat standing over the man's db, and then saw the dog lunge at the cat, what surprised her was that the cat spun and with one fluid movement killed the dog, cut through it's throat cleanly. She tranquilized the cat, then called in to dispatch and immediately placed the tape around the scene, she was after all the first officer, she also took casts of all the footprints before the officers trampled everything." Brass stopped as a young officer with a sickened look on his face, reveling that he hadn't seen an animal attack before, told him that the sheriff had arrived and wanted the press to be told all they knew so far. Brass sighed and nodded, "Alright Grissom, you and your group get to work, I'll go talk to the Sheriff." With that he turned and went under the crime scene tape to the Sheriff. Grissom watched and smiled slightly the sheriff looked shocked at what Brass had just said, knowing Brass. well. "Hey Griss," Grissom snapped out of thought as Sara continued, " We'll photo everything, and bag evidence as we get to it, look up Grissom, it looks like it will rain so we need to do this as fast as possible."
"Get to it then, I'll be over there consulting with Sanders as to what we will be doing regarding the cat."
They all went their separate ways Sara and Nick decided they each would take half the scene and instantly started taking photos.
"Gil Grissom, such a pleasure to see you again, looks as if it will rain soon, but it looks as if the CSI will gather everything in time, I already did a check up on the cat and dog and photographed the wounds on the human body, we need to get the dogs body to the lab, and well the cat is a piece of evidence, and is your only living witness to what happened to John Doe there." Catherine Sanders with the trained dog sitting at attention at her side, smiled, Grissom had always admired her for her sheer talent.
"And how are we to transport 'Kitty' and 'Doggy' to the lab, past the Sheriff and the press?" Grissom knew she always seemed to have a plan and hoped that this one was as good as all the others.
"Simple enough, you know the sheriff, he'll be entertained by the press and the press by him, I'll transport them to the lab in my vehicle, the press knows that I deal with any animals on the scene and they know just how venomous I can be when they try to get in my way. Oh Grissom, no, you can't bag the cat, it wouldn't like that much, just look what it did to me," she held up a shredded pair of thick leather gloves, Grissom gave a slight shudder, "and it was tranquilized, my guess is that whoever owns this cat trained it to be a deadly weapon, and well he," She nodded in the direction of the EMTs who were loading the body into the back of the ambulance, "probably stumbled onto them, also if you asked me, these men who had this cat probably were bank robbers, create a distraction with the cat, steal the money and no one can tell you apart if you are in a line up."
"Thanks for your input," he noticed Sara looking gravely up at the sky as Nick rushed over to help her, he having finished his half of the scene already.
Sara nodded and gave a thumbs up to Grissom as all the evidence, yowling cat, and dead dog included were loaded into the appropriate vehicles. At that instant the sky broke open in a vicious downpour. Grissom who was riding to the lab with Sanders couldn't help smile at the shocked look on all the reporters and on the sheriff's face as the CSI and detectives were in dry vehicles and they were outside in the rain.
"Good thing we got the cat in the car before that happened," Sanders commented as she drove her silver Tahoe onto the main road, "I don't want to know what he would have done if he got wet." Grissom simply smiled and cast a look into the back of the vehicle where the cat lay asleep thanks to a double dosage of Sanders tranquilizers.
"Detective! Do you have any information on the case?" "Excuse me! Sir could you tell us what happened?" "Hey! I was here first" "Who cares? Its every man for themselves out here!" "Sir! Could we have an interview??" Reporters were shouting and Brass could tell he was on several 'live' TV stations currently. "We will be informing the press when we get information."
*****
"Sir, we need to get to the crime scene." "Don't we all? I was here before you sir, and don't think I'll move for another reporter." Turning and being sure that he couldn't get through the reporter started shouting questions again. Grissom was getting highly annoyed and the reporters were not letting them through, as a desperate measure he called Brass on his cell phone.
"Brass" Jim Brass never did enjoy talking on the phone but as this provided a reason to escape the numerous reporters he would talk as long as he could. "hey Brass, this is Grissom"
"Where are you this is to the point of turning into a riot and they haven't even seen the cat yet!"
"Well I can barely see the top of your head" Nick commented over Grissom's shoulder.
"Brass get an officer out here to let us in, these reporters are very territorial." Sara barked over Grissom's other shoulder.
"Sure, just one thing Grissom, Sara, Nick, just how long have you been out there trying to convince reporters to move? I mean come on, they move if there is the threat of being arrested, but to them anyone not in a 'cop' uniform is another reporter, and even then they still are suspicious."
"Just get an officer out here now Brass." Grissom sounded highly annoyed.
"Alright, alright, hold your horses, but you do know that the odds are the reporters will get flared up about someone not wearing a uniform getting in the crime scene." Brass chuckled and Grissom faintly heard him giving orders to 'fetch the CSI' "We already set up a second crime scene tape 100 yards from the original, and you're outside that second tape. see you in a minute or so." With that Brass pushed the end button and pretended to look busy so that no reporter could call him over.
*****
"Took you three long enough." Brass commented sarcastically, "Well alright here are what we know." He paused to lift the original yellow tape so they could pass under, "Mrs. Sanders over there, she was walking one of her hounds when it barked, you know that her dogs only do that when there is evidence of what they are looking for, in this case the hound is being trained to find bodies, she let it lead her out here, it then barked once, how she trains those dogs to do that is a true mystery. anyways, she saw the cat standing over the man's db, and then saw the dog lunge at the cat, what surprised her was that the cat spun and with one fluid movement killed the dog, cut through it's throat cleanly. She tranquilized the cat, then called in to dispatch and immediately placed the tape around the scene, she was after all the first officer, she also took casts of all the footprints before the officers trampled everything." Brass stopped as a young officer with a sickened look on his face, reveling that he hadn't seen an animal attack before, told him that the sheriff had arrived and wanted the press to be told all they knew so far. Brass sighed and nodded, "Alright Grissom, you and your group get to work, I'll go talk to the Sheriff." With that he turned and went under the crime scene tape to the Sheriff. Grissom watched and smiled slightly the sheriff looked shocked at what Brass had just said, knowing Brass. well. "Hey Griss," Grissom snapped out of thought as Sara continued, " We'll photo everything, and bag evidence as we get to it, look up Grissom, it looks like it will rain so we need to do this as fast as possible."
"Get to it then, I'll be over there consulting with Sanders as to what we will be doing regarding the cat."
They all went their separate ways Sara and Nick decided they each would take half the scene and instantly started taking photos.
"Gil Grissom, such a pleasure to see you again, looks as if it will rain soon, but it looks as if the CSI will gather everything in time, I already did a check up on the cat and dog and photographed the wounds on the human body, we need to get the dogs body to the lab, and well the cat is a piece of evidence, and is your only living witness to what happened to John Doe there." Catherine Sanders with the trained dog sitting at attention at her side, smiled, Grissom had always admired her for her sheer talent.
"And how are we to transport 'Kitty' and 'Doggy' to the lab, past the Sheriff and the press?" Grissom knew she always seemed to have a plan and hoped that this one was as good as all the others.
"Simple enough, you know the sheriff, he'll be entertained by the press and the press by him, I'll transport them to the lab in my vehicle, the press knows that I deal with any animals on the scene and they know just how venomous I can be when they try to get in my way. Oh Grissom, no, you can't bag the cat, it wouldn't like that much, just look what it did to me," she held up a shredded pair of thick leather gloves, Grissom gave a slight shudder, "and it was tranquilized, my guess is that whoever owns this cat trained it to be a deadly weapon, and well he," She nodded in the direction of the EMTs who were loading the body into the back of the ambulance, "probably stumbled onto them, also if you asked me, these men who had this cat probably were bank robbers, create a distraction with the cat, steal the money and no one can tell you apart if you are in a line up."
"Thanks for your input," he noticed Sara looking gravely up at the sky as Nick rushed over to help her, he having finished his half of the scene already.
Sara nodded and gave a thumbs up to Grissom as all the evidence, yowling cat, and dead dog included were loaded into the appropriate vehicles. At that instant the sky broke open in a vicious downpour. Grissom who was riding to the lab with Sanders couldn't help smile at the shocked look on all the reporters and on the sheriff's face as the CSI and detectives were in dry vehicles and they were outside in the rain.
"Good thing we got the cat in the car before that happened," Sanders commented as she drove her silver Tahoe onto the main road, "I don't want to know what he would have done if he got wet." Grissom simply smiled and cast a look into the back of the vehicle where the cat lay asleep thanks to a double dosage of Sanders tranquilizers.
