Chapter 5
Four Hours Later: Grissom's Office
"Cath will be fine Warrick, don't worry. She's strong." Grissom shouted after the worrying wreak called Warrick Brown. Catherine had just been attacked and she spent the past hour at the hospital and before that refusing to go to the hospital.
Grissom dropped into his chair and sighed. He raked his fingers through his hair and looked down at his desk. He sat up so fast his spinal cord didn't have time to straighten when he stood over his desk and searched it frantically. A new file was there and his papers were scattered. The post- it was on the desk, but Sara's file wasn't. It was time to panic. He searched the desk again, then the floor and then his draws. No, this is not good. He leaned against the bookshelf behind him in shock. Oh god, this is not happening.
Sara closes his office door quietly and his head snaps up. "Looking for this by any chance?" She waved the file in the air.
He stared at her and before he could control his words. "What are you doing Sara? This is my office."
"Oh please." She said sarcastically. "Who are you?"
He looked at her with a straight face. "You know who I am, what sort of question is that?"
She stood at the closed door and glared at him. "A CSI would not have another CSI's personal file laying on his desk, so answer the question. Who are you?"
Grissom looked down at his desk and then his watch. "I haven't got time to explain Sara, please."
"You have all the time in the world to tell me why you have my file and why the 'top secret' and what it 'Col?' Is that some sort of rank?" She moved closer and dropped the file on the desk. He placed his hand on it and quickly stuffed it in the draw and locked it.
He sighed. "I requested your file..."
"Why?" She asked confused and upset.
He avoided her eyes. "Are you working with Conrad Ecklie?"
She laughed. "What is this about? That piece of shit offered me a job and I was collecting evidence along the road to bribe him with later in life. Grissom what's going on?" She watched him and looked down at his watch as it beeped.
He pressed a button to silence it and stood. "Sara, I'm sorry, but I need to do some things before end of shift." He walked around his desk and stopped next to her as she turned to him. He cleared his throat. "I'll explain later."
"Grissom, tell me what's going on. Are you in some kind of trouble?"
He smiled and shook his head. "No, nothing like that. It's. complicated. Everything will be explained later." He opened his door and walked down the corridor.
Getting the Evidence
She watched him closely throughout the next few hours. He had walked down the hallway four times in the last three hours. As she left the ladies restroom she saw him enter the security guards video room. She was about to turn when she saw Adam, the security man.
Grissom looked up at the sound of Sara's voice. She approached Adam and started talking to him.
"I was wondering if you wanted to get something to eat." She looked through the small window to see Grissom looking at her with surprise. She placed her hand on Adam's shoulder and turned him away from the room.
End of the Nightshift
Grissom stood in his office doorway watching everyone file out of the locker room. They looked up at the sound of voices from an office down the hall and a struggle. Something smashed and Grissom got to the door before anyone.
The door opened and Ecklie ran out. "You Bastard." He shouted at Grissom as he held him under arrest and waited for the two men that were in the office to handcuff him and take him away. "I'll get you Grissom."
"Take him away guys." Grissom said flatly and turned to the others standing in the hallway dumbfounded. He searched the crowd, but didn't find the one he was looking for. He sighed and waved a group of special ops agents towards him. "Explain to them and then meet me at the motel in 2 hours." They nodded and got the lab personnel together to explain to them what just happened.
Everyone was in zombie. Not because of exhaustion but because of the shock of being told by Brass and an office in a black uniform that Grissom was an undercover agent the whole time he was working at the lab.
No one knew what to make of the whole situation. Nick was shocked and upset, he saw Grissom as a father figure. Warrick was distressed that a man he thought was his best friend was possibly never his friend after all. Catherine cried and Brass had to calm her down. Robbins didn't know what to say. He was angry that so many of his bodies were sold to black market traders and it all went under is nose. Jim was less shocked, because he understood more about what Grissom was doing and that was only because he was a detective and had been undercover a few times in his life.
The only person who didn't say anything was Sara and that was because she wasn't there.
Sara's House
She looked through the peephole and stared at the door. "GO AWAY." She shouted.
"SARA."
"I SAID GO AWAY." She stepped away from the door as he started pounding on it.
"I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE UNTIL I TALK TO YOU."
She sat on her coffee table and dropped her head. The pounding stopped and she wiped her face of the tears that had been pooling down her cheeks since she left the lab. She left before anything happened, because she still didn't want to believe. She jumped at the sound of the patio door sliding open. "Just leave me alone Grissom." She said quietly.
"I'm sorry, I can't do that." He closed the door and walked towards her.
She didn't look at him as she put more distance between them. He stood still and watched as she moved into the kitchen. "I thought I knew you."
"You do." He said just as quietly.
She shook her head. "No. I don't know who you are or what happened today and I don't want to."
"I didn't want you to find out like that." He turned to the breakfast bar and looked at her. "I should have told you earlier. I wanted to, but I couldn't."
"I want you to leave now." She said on a sob and a shaky breath.
Four Hours Later: Grissom's Office
"Cath will be fine Warrick, don't worry. She's strong." Grissom shouted after the worrying wreak called Warrick Brown. Catherine had just been attacked and she spent the past hour at the hospital and before that refusing to go to the hospital.
Grissom dropped into his chair and sighed. He raked his fingers through his hair and looked down at his desk. He sat up so fast his spinal cord didn't have time to straighten when he stood over his desk and searched it frantically. A new file was there and his papers were scattered. The post- it was on the desk, but Sara's file wasn't. It was time to panic. He searched the desk again, then the floor and then his draws. No, this is not good. He leaned against the bookshelf behind him in shock. Oh god, this is not happening.
Sara closes his office door quietly and his head snaps up. "Looking for this by any chance?" She waved the file in the air.
He stared at her and before he could control his words. "What are you doing Sara? This is my office."
"Oh please." She said sarcastically. "Who are you?"
He looked at her with a straight face. "You know who I am, what sort of question is that?"
She stood at the closed door and glared at him. "A CSI would not have another CSI's personal file laying on his desk, so answer the question. Who are you?"
Grissom looked down at his desk and then his watch. "I haven't got time to explain Sara, please."
"You have all the time in the world to tell me why you have my file and why the 'top secret' and what it 'Col?' Is that some sort of rank?" She moved closer and dropped the file on the desk. He placed his hand on it and quickly stuffed it in the draw and locked it.
He sighed. "I requested your file..."
"Why?" She asked confused and upset.
He avoided her eyes. "Are you working with Conrad Ecklie?"
She laughed. "What is this about? That piece of shit offered me a job and I was collecting evidence along the road to bribe him with later in life. Grissom what's going on?" She watched him and looked down at his watch as it beeped.
He pressed a button to silence it and stood. "Sara, I'm sorry, but I need to do some things before end of shift." He walked around his desk and stopped next to her as she turned to him. He cleared his throat. "I'll explain later."
"Grissom, tell me what's going on. Are you in some kind of trouble?"
He smiled and shook his head. "No, nothing like that. It's. complicated. Everything will be explained later." He opened his door and walked down the corridor.
Getting the Evidence
She watched him closely throughout the next few hours. He had walked down the hallway four times in the last three hours. As she left the ladies restroom she saw him enter the security guards video room. She was about to turn when she saw Adam, the security man.
Grissom looked up at the sound of Sara's voice. She approached Adam and started talking to him.
"I was wondering if you wanted to get something to eat." She looked through the small window to see Grissom looking at her with surprise. She placed her hand on Adam's shoulder and turned him away from the room.
End of the Nightshift
Grissom stood in his office doorway watching everyone file out of the locker room. They looked up at the sound of voices from an office down the hall and a struggle. Something smashed and Grissom got to the door before anyone.
The door opened and Ecklie ran out. "You Bastard." He shouted at Grissom as he held him under arrest and waited for the two men that were in the office to handcuff him and take him away. "I'll get you Grissom."
"Take him away guys." Grissom said flatly and turned to the others standing in the hallway dumbfounded. He searched the crowd, but didn't find the one he was looking for. He sighed and waved a group of special ops agents towards him. "Explain to them and then meet me at the motel in 2 hours." They nodded and got the lab personnel together to explain to them what just happened.
Everyone was in zombie. Not because of exhaustion but because of the shock of being told by Brass and an office in a black uniform that Grissom was an undercover agent the whole time he was working at the lab.
No one knew what to make of the whole situation. Nick was shocked and upset, he saw Grissom as a father figure. Warrick was distressed that a man he thought was his best friend was possibly never his friend after all. Catherine cried and Brass had to calm her down. Robbins didn't know what to say. He was angry that so many of his bodies were sold to black market traders and it all went under is nose. Jim was less shocked, because he understood more about what Grissom was doing and that was only because he was a detective and had been undercover a few times in his life.
The only person who didn't say anything was Sara and that was because she wasn't there.
Sara's House
She looked through the peephole and stared at the door. "GO AWAY." She shouted.
"SARA."
"I SAID GO AWAY." She stepped away from the door as he started pounding on it.
"I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE UNTIL I TALK TO YOU."
She sat on her coffee table and dropped her head. The pounding stopped and she wiped her face of the tears that had been pooling down her cheeks since she left the lab. She left before anything happened, because she still didn't want to believe. She jumped at the sound of the patio door sliding open. "Just leave me alone Grissom." She said quietly.
"I'm sorry, I can't do that." He closed the door and walked towards her.
She didn't look at him as she put more distance between them. He stood still and watched as she moved into the kitchen. "I thought I knew you."
"You do." He said just as quietly.
She shook her head. "No. I don't know who you are or what happened today and I don't want to."
"I didn't want you to find out like that." He turned to the breakfast bar and looked at her. "I should have told you earlier. I wanted to, but I couldn't."
"I want you to leave now." She said on a sob and a shaky breath.