Chapter 16
Museums Main Hall continued
"We need to get to Freddie and sort out how we get the shooter and why he hasn't been apprehended yet." Grissom said calmly, his eyes roaming the room and noticed the disturbance Sara had.
Craig agreed and pulled out his cell phone. "I'll call Freddie and let him know."
Grissom nodded and turned to Sara. He looked into her eyes and whispered. "You know what to do." She reached up and ran her fingers over his lips and nodded.
Closing his phone. Craig, smiled. "Everything's in order. Freddie will be here soon."
Grissom turned and looked at him puzzled. "Freddie's coming here himself?"
"Yes. He said he wanted to explain in person why the shooter hadn't been found yet." Craig shrugged.
Sara watched as the shadows started moving. She gripped Grissom's arm and he turned. Craig turned as well when he heard shuffling.
"I was wondering when you'd get here." The familiar voice echoed through the room.
Sara gasped and squeezed Grissom's arm tighter. He stepped in front of her and pressed his back against her. Craig looked at the man confused. "What are you doing here?"
He laughed. "Doing my job."
Grissom looked at the young man in horror. "Why are you doing this?"
"It's my job." He stated as if it explained everything.
"I don't understand. You were there, the whole time?" Grissom stammered, becoming angry by the minute. He pushed Sara back slightly. Craig moved back and reach for Sara. He shield her with his body as the other young man pulled out his gun.
"Not a wise move agent Peters."
"What would you know about wise moves Jeff?" Craig spat disgustedly.
Jeff grinned and shrugged. "I should have killed you both when I had the chance."
Grissom's jaw twitched. "Why didn't you?"
He shrugged again. "I'm a sick man perhaps. I like to get to know my targets before I take there lives and for some reason I wanted to get to know Sara some more and boy was she someone to get to know." Jeff leered at Sara.
"What are you talking about?" Grissom asked in a deep tone.
Jeff smiled. "She's got great legs, don't you think? Nice body, strong arms. Bet she could go on all night long." He sing songed.
Grissom's chest was heaving as his head snapped towards Sara. She looked at him with tears and open mouthed. He looked down at the ground as he turned back to Jeff. "It's not true." He seethed. Trying to believe his words. She wouldn't, would she? It was a long time, she couldn't, could she?
Jeff shrugged, that always got on Grissom's nerves. "Ask her yourself, but I'm sure you don't need to. She's a beautiful woman and can have her pick. Why would she settle for an old, ex soldier who lied to her for the most part of six years? I think you have your answer. It's not like you knew she felt anything for you all those years undercover. I bet you wouldn't have even looked at her twice if it wasn't for Freddie assigning you to the case in the first place." Grissom blinked slowly and looked at Jeff carefully. Grissom smirked, making Jeff's smugness falter. "What?"
Grissom shrugged. "Just thinking about what you said. I think it's funny."
He looked at Grissom and scowled. "You don't think she's capable?"
"Capable of finding someone else? Yes." He answered calmly.
Sara's eyes widened. "Gil?"
He didn't turned. "But I know her better than anyone."
Jeff grinned. "Really? What about the tattoo on her hip?"
Grissom thought about this for a minute, he knew Jeff was trying to make him angry and on some level it was. "Unless I've lost my sight, I don't think there's such a thing."
Sara couldn't take this anymore. "Will you stop talking about me like I'm some whore and finish this." She screeched, exasperated by the two men.
Grissom chuckled. "Sorry honey. Just making sure Jeff doesn't get his fantasies confused with real life. Could make you crazy. You know?" Sara growled at him.
Jeff holstered his gun. "Lets see if we can do this without technology."
"You think you can take me Jeffery?" Grissom taunted.
Nodding confidently, Jeff unclipped his holster and placed it on the floor. Grissom did the same and stepped forward. "I know I can take you." Jeff assured.
Grissom looked at him intently. "I may be older, but I can still take a punk kid."
Jeff tilted his head slightly. "Remember you taught me everything I know Colonel."
"Yes and that's why this is gonna hurt me more than it is you."
Sara watched as Jeff swung the first punch and hit Grissom square on the jaw. Shaking it off, Grissom got in a punch, sending Jeff stumbling back a bit. After a few more blows, Jeff's lip was bleeding and Grissom's cheek was split. Craig bent down at grabbed Grissom's gun. Jeff saw this and ran for his own gun. Grissom lunged for him and they hit the ground. Craig aimed the gun at them, but Grissom was in the way. Sara tried to get the gun from Craig, but he wouldn't let up.
"Stop!" She shouted.
Jeff reached for his gun and grabbed it. A round went off and the room fell silent. Grissom looked up and saw Freddie standing by the door. "Everyone stand and lower your weapons."
Jeff and Grissom pushed themselves up as did Sara and Craig. Grissom walked towards Sara, but Freddie stopped him. "Stay where you are Gil."
Grissom looked over at him and narrowed his eyes. "What?"
Jeff picked up his gun and holstered it. "I was wondering when you'd get here." Freddie's gun turned and fired. Jeff hit the ground hard. Grissom watched as Freddie turned the gun towards him.
"What are you doing?" He asked on a gasp.
Freddie held the gun steady as he pointed it at Grissom's chest. "You know what I'm doing Gil."
Grissom swallowed hard and looked at Jeff's body. He quickly spun his head towards Sara and found her staring at him with her brown glistening eyes. It was his fault. Everything.
"You promised me." He said panicked.
Freddie took a step closer. "You know how it works."
Grissom looked down at the floor. "You were trying to get me the whole time?"
"I wasn't going to let best soldier in the unit go without a fight. I needed to find a way to get you back and if that meant going for the one thing you care about most, then so be it." Freddie explained.
Sara sank down to the floor. Craig stood and stared at Freddie. "You're the informant that we've been trying to find?" He stated more than asked.
Museums Main Hall continued
"We need to get to Freddie and sort out how we get the shooter and why he hasn't been apprehended yet." Grissom said calmly, his eyes roaming the room and noticed the disturbance Sara had.
Craig agreed and pulled out his cell phone. "I'll call Freddie and let him know."
Grissom nodded and turned to Sara. He looked into her eyes and whispered. "You know what to do." She reached up and ran her fingers over his lips and nodded.
Closing his phone. Craig, smiled. "Everything's in order. Freddie will be here soon."
Grissom turned and looked at him puzzled. "Freddie's coming here himself?"
"Yes. He said he wanted to explain in person why the shooter hadn't been found yet." Craig shrugged.
Sara watched as the shadows started moving. She gripped Grissom's arm and he turned. Craig turned as well when he heard shuffling.
"I was wondering when you'd get here." The familiar voice echoed through the room.
Sara gasped and squeezed Grissom's arm tighter. He stepped in front of her and pressed his back against her. Craig looked at the man confused. "What are you doing here?"
He laughed. "Doing my job."
Grissom looked at the young man in horror. "Why are you doing this?"
"It's my job." He stated as if it explained everything.
"I don't understand. You were there, the whole time?" Grissom stammered, becoming angry by the minute. He pushed Sara back slightly. Craig moved back and reach for Sara. He shield her with his body as the other young man pulled out his gun.
"Not a wise move agent Peters."
"What would you know about wise moves Jeff?" Craig spat disgustedly.
Jeff grinned and shrugged. "I should have killed you both when I had the chance."
Grissom's jaw twitched. "Why didn't you?"
He shrugged again. "I'm a sick man perhaps. I like to get to know my targets before I take there lives and for some reason I wanted to get to know Sara some more and boy was she someone to get to know." Jeff leered at Sara.
"What are you talking about?" Grissom asked in a deep tone.
Jeff smiled. "She's got great legs, don't you think? Nice body, strong arms. Bet she could go on all night long." He sing songed.
Grissom's chest was heaving as his head snapped towards Sara. She looked at him with tears and open mouthed. He looked down at the ground as he turned back to Jeff. "It's not true." He seethed. Trying to believe his words. She wouldn't, would she? It was a long time, she couldn't, could she?
Jeff shrugged, that always got on Grissom's nerves. "Ask her yourself, but I'm sure you don't need to. She's a beautiful woman and can have her pick. Why would she settle for an old, ex soldier who lied to her for the most part of six years? I think you have your answer. It's not like you knew she felt anything for you all those years undercover. I bet you wouldn't have even looked at her twice if it wasn't for Freddie assigning you to the case in the first place." Grissom blinked slowly and looked at Jeff carefully. Grissom smirked, making Jeff's smugness falter. "What?"
Grissom shrugged. "Just thinking about what you said. I think it's funny."
He looked at Grissom and scowled. "You don't think she's capable?"
"Capable of finding someone else? Yes." He answered calmly.
Sara's eyes widened. "Gil?"
He didn't turned. "But I know her better than anyone."
Jeff grinned. "Really? What about the tattoo on her hip?"
Grissom thought about this for a minute, he knew Jeff was trying to make him angry and on some level it was. "Unless I've lost my sight, I don't think there's such a thing."
Sara couldn't take this anymore. "Will you stop talking about me like I'm some whore and finish this." She screeched, exasperated by the two men.
Grissom chuckled. "Sorry honey. Just making sure Jeff doesn't get his fantasies confused with real life. Could make you crazy. You know?" Sara growled at him.
Jeff holstered his gun. "Lets see if we can do this without technology."
"You think you can take me Jeffery?" Grissom taunted.
Nodding confidently, Jeff unclipped his holster and placed it on the floor. Grissom did the same and stepped forward. "I know I can take you." Jeff assured.
Grissom looked at him intently. "I may be older, but I can still take a punk kid."
Jeff tilted his head slightly. "Remember you taught me everything I know Colonel."
"Yes and that's why this is gonna hurt me more than it is you."
Sara watched as Jeff swung the first punch and hit Grissom square on the jaw. Shaking it off, Grissom got in a punch, sending Jeff stumbling back a bit. After a few more blows, Jeff's lip was bleeding and Grissom's cheek was split. Craig bent down at grabbed Grissom's gun. Jeff saw this and ran for his own gun. Grissom lunged for him and they hit the ground. Craig aimed the gun at them, but Grissom was in the way. Sara tried to get the gun from Craig, but he wouldn't let up.
"Stop!" She shouted.
Jeff reached for his gun and grabbed it. A round went off and the room fell silent. Grissom looked up and saw Freddie standing by the door. "Everyone stand and lower your weapons."
Jeff and Grissom pushed themselves up as did Sara and Craig. Grissom walked towards Sara, but Freddie stopped him. "Stay where you are Gil."
Grissom looked over at him and narrowed his eyes. "What?"
Jeff picked up his gun and holstered it. "I was wondering when you'd get here." Freddie's gun turned and fired. Jeff hit the ground hard. Grissom watched as Freddie turned the gun towards him.
"What are you doing?" He asked on a gasp.
Freddie held the gun steady as he pointed it at Grissom's chest. "You know what I'm doing Gil."
Grissom swallowed hard and looked at Jeff's body. He quickly spun his head towards Sara and found her staring at him with her brown glistening eyes. It was his fault. Everything.
"You promised me." He said panicked.
Freddie took a step closer. "You know how it works."
Grissom looked down at the floor. "You were trying to get me the whole time?"
"I wasn't going to let best soldier in the unit go without a fight. I needed to find a way to get you back and if that meant going for the one thing you care about most, then so be it." Freddie explained.
Sara sank down to the floor. Craig stood and stared at Freddie. "You're the informant that we've been trying to find?" He stated more than asked.