Authors Note ;Please see chapter one for disclaimer and the legal stuff
SIXTEEN
'How you feeling?' asked Catherine.
'Better now.' Brass pushed himself to his feet then reached down and offered his hand to Catherine who pulled herself to a standing position.
'What's the plan?' she asked. Jim began tapping on the wall with the butt of his gun.
'We try and find the most hollow part of the wall.'
'Why?'
'To see if a bullet will go through or moreover, these old buildings had loads of secret passages, moveable walls and such like, so if we're trapped via one way, you can bet your damnedest we can get out another.'
'Unless the smart son of a bitch has that covered too.'
'My guess is he hasn't.'
'How do you know all this about secret passages and moving walls?'
'I used to be an alter boy.' Catherine gave him her best suprised look.She was certainly learning a lot about the detective tonight. Brass in turn gave her his most outstanding 'butter wouldn't melt' boyish grin and then added, 'That was before my rebellious days. I love my history too.'
'Hmmm. Dumb Flatfoot does NOT apply in this case.'
'Glad you noticed.' Catherine playfully pushed his arm, then drawing her own firearm, began tapping the wall at the opposite end.
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The Tahoe screeched to a halt behind the Taurus directly outside St Jude's. All three CSI's got out of the vehicle and stood looking up at the monstrous and foreboadbing building.
'Well Brass is definately about. That's his car,' said Nick.
'Go to the top of the class Sherlock,' teased Sara.
'Okay children.....'Grissom broke off as the Tahoe carrying Warrick Brown and Sam Vega slid to a halt behind the others. When the whole group was assembled, Grissom continued.'Alright. We stick together on this one. I don't want anyone breaking off. You find something, you go in pairs. We make sure we can see each other within 5 feet at ALL times.'
'Let's do it,' chipped in Warrick drawing his gun and entering the building as Brass had.
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'I got something,' Brass almost whispered as he dropped to his knees in a corner. Scratching at the wooden panel he took out a penknfe and began digging at the thickly dust and soil coated wood.
'What is that?' asekd Catherine shining her own torch above his and giving off more light.
'It's a dent in the armour.'
'What, you gonna dig us out with your trusty little Swiss army knife?'
'Patience dearest. I'm almost there.'
'Where?' Brass an his hands all over the bottom of the wall. He scraped a little more. The sweat was beginning to drip down his face. Mingling with the dry blood from over his eye, it gave the apparition of the wound opening up again prompting Catherine to dig out her hanky and dab at his face again. Brass pulled back.
'Wha........?'
'Easy Tiger, just mopping your brow.'
'Thank you nurse Willows, but Dr Brass has just finished surgery.' Pushing two fingers against a gouge on the woodwork, the wall in front of them opened about a foot wide.
'We go this way,' said Brass making a cursory look inside the deep, black doorway. 'Can you get through easy?' Catherine pushed past him and glided effortlessly through the gap.
'It's not me I'm worried about squeezing through the gap, it's you.'
'Oh thank YOU!' Brass breathed in, and followed Catherine into the darkness.
tbc..................
SIXTEEN
'How you feeling?' asked Catherine.
'Better now.' Brass pushed himself to his feet then reached down and offered his hand to Catherine who pulled herself to a standing position.
'What's the plan?' she asked. Jim began tapping on the wall with the butt of his gun.
'We try and find the most hollow part of the wall.'
'Why?'
'To see if a bullet will go through or moreover, these old buildings had loads of secret passages, moveable walls and such like, so if we're trapped via one way, you can bet your damnedest we can get out another.'
'Unless the smart son of a bitch has that covered too.'
'My guess is he hasn't.'
'How do you know all this about secret passages and moving walls?'
'I used to be an alter boy.' Catherine gave him her best suprised look.She was certainly learning a lot about the detective tonight. Brass in turn gave her his most outstanding 'butter wouldn't melt' boyish grin and then added, 'That was before my rebellious days. I love my history too.'
'Hmmm. Dumb Flatfoot does NOT apply in this case.'
'Glad you noticed.' Catherine playfully pushed his arm, then drawing her own firearm, began tapping the wall at the opposite end.
*********************************************************
The Tahoe screeched to a halt behind the Taurus directly outside St Jude's. All three CSI's got out of the vehicle and stood looking up at the monstrous and foreboadbing building.
'Well Brass is definately about. That's his car,' said Nick.
'Go to the top of the class Sherlock,' teased Sara.
'Okay children.....'Grissom broke off as the Tahoe carrying Warrick Brown and Sam Vega slid to a halt behind the others. When the whole group was assembled, Grissom continued.'Alright. We stick together on this one. I don't want anyone breaking off. You find something, you go in pairs. We make sure we can see each other within 5 feet at ALL times.'
'Let's do it,' chipped in Warrick drawing his gun and entering the building as Brass had.
****************************************************
'I got something,' Brass almost whispered as he dropped to his knees in a corner. Scratching at the wooden panel he took out a penknfe and began digging at the thickly dust and soil coated wood.
'What is that?' asekd Catherine shining her own torch above his and giving off more light.
'It's a dent in the armour.'
'What, you gonna dig us out with your trusty little Swiss army knife?'
'Patience dearest. I'm almost there.'
'Where?' Brass an his hands all over the bottom of the wall. He scraped a little more. The sweat was beginning to drip down his face. Mingling with the dry blood from over his eye, it gave the apparition of the wound opening up again prompting Catherine to dig out her hanky and dab at his face again. Brass pulled back.
'Wha........?'
'Easy Tiger, just mopping your brow.'
'Thank you nurse Willows, but Dr Brass has just finished surgery.' Pushing two fingers against a gouge on the woodwork, the wall in front of them opened about a foot wide.
'We go this way,' said Brass making a cursory look inside the deep, black doorway. 'Can you get through easy?' Catherine pushed past him and glided effortlessly through the gap.
'It's not me I'm worried about squeezing through the gap, it's you.'
'Oh thank YOU!' Brass breathed in, and followed Catherine into the darkness.
tbc..................
