His gaze fell upon the person sitting on the other side of the
interrogation table and he spat at her, she smiled and simply said, " I see
you remember me." Something about her voice was forced, but the smile was
true, she had finally gotten 'him' for what he had done, he would be
serving the equivalent of ten life sentences, this is why she smiled, 'yeah
this idiot tried to kill me, well that's the second time. I don't care, I
am going in there, my Superior is coming, and he'll kick you out Brass.'
She was going to see her Superior, she awaited his arrival before she would
interrogate 'him,' the 'person' on the other side of the table.
Brass had literally been thrown out and now stood on the other side of the one way glass. He glared at the glass, there were two people in there who he despised, one for trying to kill a former CSI, the other for kicking him out of the room. Grissom walked up to Brass and saw his dark glare, 'that would make a good picture.' he thought, "Hey Brass, what is there a room of perps about to get away in there?" Brass turned, "No, just the idiot that nearly killed Cat twice, and Cat's Superior, who," Brass paused and tried to get his anger in check. "who kicked you out, despite your shouts of needing to stay in there, I heard." Grissom grinned and was soon followed by the rest of the CSI, for the two high profile cases had been linked to this guy.
'Cat' Sanders glared venomously and silently the complete CSI had the same thought, 'I would not want to be that guy right now.' "Yes, I understand that you like to spit, shoot at p."she stopped and let her Superior continue, there was too much riding on this case for her to lose her temper now.
"Sir," Everyone gazing through the one way glass knew this was the Superior, at that time supervisor, that had been shot when 'Cat' had gotten many of the scars she now had, with the exception of her hands, which were now all scarred thanks to the cat in Grissom's office. They could tell that he was the man who had been shot by the his voice, full of anger with a little fear. "You do know that you." His voice faltered as he saw the man stand, Sanders leapt to her feet with an amazing agility. "Sir, sit down. NOW." He didn't instead he lunged and threw a punch at the now standing Superior. Brass muttering 'This was a bad idea, I told her.' as he darted inside he helped Sanders pull the man off her Superior who lay on the ground with a very bloody lip and what promised to be an impressive black eye.
"We know what you did, and we will get you for it! You'll get life without parole or the death penalty, for the murder of just one man! Who knows what the officials will do about the thousand or so wildlife related charges!" The Superior shouted at the man as Brass led him outside handcuffs securely attached.
Grissom saw the man as they led him to a temporary cell. He smiled, 'Sanders took a chunk out of him.' He thought as he turned and walked back to the AV lab.
The rest of the CSI were in the break room as Sanders was convincing her Superior ice would be best if he wanted to see out of his left eye.
"Jeremiah! Would you just take the ice?" She looked as if she was running out of ideas, Sara glanced in their direction, she was starting to assume that his name was 'Sir.'
"Alright Cath, alright." He took the ice and held it to his eye that already was showing signs of a massive black eye. His brilliant blue eye, the one that was not covered with an ice pack, glanced around at the CSI sitting around the break room. "Cath, are these the CSI you worked with after you were put on leave after the. incident?"
She smiled, "Yeah, they're a great bunch of people."
Nick who was closest to them smiled, "Yep, the whole lab's great, well, not Ecklie..."
"Nick!" Catherine Sanders glared at him, he instantly backed down, she had that sort of gaze.
Greg darted in a second later, "Cat! Someone let your feline out!"
Both 'Cat' and Jeremiah jumped up at the same time, in any other situation it would be comical but in this one it was extremely important that the cat was caught before anyone came across him.
Brass darted in right after Greg, with a bleeding lip, "Sanders! That idiot attacked us! Nearly strangled one of the officers! He ran in the direction of Grissom's office. I think he's letting the cat out."
"It's already out." She sounded incredibly grave, "Nick, Greg, Catherine," She said the name as she shoved a pistol into each of their hands, "We are hunting for the cat, everyone else we need that.that man." she caught herself just in time, "We need him caught NOW! If you see the cat, shoot him in the leg, unless you have the tranqs! We need him to prove the guiltiness of the man, and don't kill the man! We really need to get him for what he did! He's very danger." She didn't need to finish, "We know Cat, really." Nick looked a mixture of annoyed and worried. Everyone was drawing their weapons, and Catherine and Nick were ready to hand their normal guns to the first lab people they came to.
Everyone darted in different directions, Sanders and Brass headed to Grissom's office. They only barely heard the sound that the lab was in lockdown, Both of them knew that there were officers at every window and possible escape route, they also had Dobermans with them, dogs Sanders had trained to be able to take out an elephant, literally, but not with an elephant... There was no way he or his cat would escape. They heard a loud shout, Brass was slightly amazed as Sanders darted forward swiftly, he realized this was how she was able to work with swift animals, 'Amazing how swift and agile she is', he thought as he hurried to catch up to her.
They heard shots and shouts from the other side of the lab, the shouts were shouts of the man as he cursed amazingly loud. They turned and saw it's cold eyes, they held a sort of fire. 'Cat' was pained to see those eyes, they were the signs of wilderness, she had seen those sort of eyes only when an animal was found in the wild. Sanders was trained to handle these situations and following the protocol involving wildlife she shot several rounds into the cat. The fast acting tranqs took effect almost immediately. Blood dripped from it's fangs and it screamed into the night as it fell, Sanders knew it would be up and though thoroughly drugged, it would still be dangerous, it couldn't leap, she had shot the tranquilizers in the areas that would disable his legs temporarily, for several hours.
Brass had his phone out and had dialed straight to an ambulance that was returning from Desert Palm.
The men in the ambulance usually didn't get calls straight to their ambulance, the one not driving answered, "hello?" "This is Detective Jim Brass I'm at headquarters," He knew they knew what he was talking about, "Right outside the DNA lab, We need you in here NOW!" "Brass! We're on our way, what is it?" Brass heard the siren in the background of the radio unit and could tell they would be there in a minute or so. "Female lab worker, attacked by that cat, idiot owner was here broke out of our cuffs somehow." "Wait Brass, did you just say." He was cut off by the driver, "What do you mean? She's been attacked? We'll be there right away."
Brass had literally been thrown out and now stood on the other side of the one way glass. He glared at the glass, there were two people in there who he despised, one for trying to kill a former CSI, the other for kicking him out of the room. Grissom walked up to Brass and saw his dark glare, 'that would make a good picture.' he thought, "Hey Brass, what is there a room of perps about to get away in there?" Brass turned, "No, just the idiot that nearly killed Cat twice, and Cat's Superior, who," Brass paused and tried to get his anger in check. "who kicked you out, despite your shouts of needing to stay in there, I heard." Grissom grinned and was soon followed by the rest of the CSI, for the two high profile cases had been linked to this guy.
'Cat' Sanders glared venomously and silently the complete CSI had the same thought, 'I would not want to be that guy right now.' "Yes, I understand that you like to spit, shoot at p."she stopped and let her Superior continue, there was too much riding on this case for her to lose her temper now.
"Sir," Everyone gazing through the one way glass knew this was the Superior, at that time supervisor, that had been shot when 'Cat' had gotten many of the scars she now had, with the exception of her hands, which were now all scarred thanks to the cat in Grissom's office. They could tell that he was the man who had been shot by the his voice, full of anger with a little fear. "You do know that you." His voice faltered as he saw the man stand, Sanders leapt to her feet with an amazing agility. "Sir, sit down. NOW." He didn't instead he lunged and threw a punch at the now standing Superior. Brass muttering 'This was a bad idea, I told her.' as he darted inside he helped Sanders pull the man off her Superior who lay on the ground with a very bloody lip and what promised to be an impressive black eye.
"We know what you did, and we will get you for it! You'll get life without parole or the death penalty, for the murder of just one man! Who knows what the officials will do about the thousand or so wildlife related charges!" The Superior shouted at the man as Brass led him outside handcuffs securely attached.
Grissom saw the man as they led him to a temporary cell. He smiled, 'Sanders took a chunk out of him.' He thought as he turned and walked back to the AV lab.
The rest of the CSI were in the break room as Sanders was convincing her Superior ice would be best if he wanted to see out of his left eye.
"Jeremiah! Would you just take the ice?" She looked as if she was running out of ideas, Sara glanced in their direction, she was starting to assume that his name was 'Sir.'
"Alright Cath, alright." He took the ice and held it to his eye that already was showing signs of a massive black eye. His brilliant blue eye, the one that was not covered with an ice pack, glanced around at the CSI sitting around the break room. "Cath, are these the CSI you worked with after you were put on leave after the. incident?"
She smiled, "Yeah, they're a great bunch of people."
Nick who was closest to them smiled, "Yep, the whole lab's great, well, not Ecklie..."
"Nick!" Catherine Sanders glared at him, he instantly backed down, she had that sort of gaze.
Greg darted in a second later, "Cat! Someone let your feline out!"
Both 'Cat' and Jeremiah jumped up at the same time, in any other situation it would be comical but in this one it was extremely important that the cat was caught before anyone came across him.
Brass darted in right after Greg, with a bleeding lip, "Sanders! That idiot attacked us! Nearly strangled one of the officers! He ran in the direction of Grissom's office. I think he's letting the cat out."
"It's already out." She sounded incredibly grave, "Nick, Greg, Catherine," She said the name as she shoved a pistol into each of their hands, "We are hunting for the cat, everyone else we need that.that man." she caught herself just in time, "We need him caught NOW! If you see the cat, shoot him in the leg, unless you have the tranqs! We need him to prove the guiltiness of the man, and don't kill the man! We really need to get him for what he did! He's very danger." She didn't need to finish, "We know Cat, really." Nick looked a mixture of annoyed and worried. Everyone was drawing their weapons, and Catherine and Nick were ready to hand their normal guns to the first lab people they came to.
Everyone darted in different directions, Sanders and Brass headed to Grissom's office. They only barely heard the sound that the lab was in lockdown, Both of them knew that there were officers at every window and possible escape route, they also had Dobermans with them, dogs Sanders had trained to be able to take out an elephant, literally, but not with an elephant... There was no way he or his cat would escape. They heard a loud shout, Brass was slightly amazed as Sanders darted forward swiftly, he realized this was how she was able to work with swift animals, 'Amazing how swift and agile she is', he thought as he hurried to catch up to her.
They heard shots and shouts from the other side of the lab, the shouts were shouts of the man as he cursed amazingly loud. They turned and saw it's cold eyes, they held a sort of fire. 'Cat' was pained to see those eyes, they were the signs of wilderness, she had seen those sort of eyes only when an animal was found in the wild. Sanders was trained to handle these situations and following the protocol involving wildlife she shot several rounds into the cat. The fast acting tranqs took effect almost immediately. Blood dripped from it's fangs and it screamed into the night as it fell, Sanders knew it would be up and though thoroughly drugged, it would still be dangerous, it couldn't leap, she had shot the tranquilizers in the areas that would disable his legs temporarily, for several hours.
Brass had his phone out and had dialed straight to an ambulance that was returning from Desert Palm.
The men in the ambulance usually didn't get calls straight to their ambulance, the one not driving answered, "hello?" "This is Detective Jim Brass I'm at headquarters," He knew they knew what he was talking about, "Right outside the DNA lab, We need you in here NOW!" "Brass! We're on our way, what is it?" Brass heard the siren in the background of the radio unit and could tell they would be there in a minute or so. "Female lab worker, attacked by that cat, idiot owner was here broke out of our cuffs somehow." "Wait Brass, did you just say." He was cut off by the driver, "What do you mean? She's been attacked? We'll be there right away."
