Chapter 10
Sara watched in numb silence as the paramedic checked her son. Grissom stood by the nursery door with Brass, going over what had happened. Catherine ran through the door and tears instantly tumbled down her cheeks as she saw Fenton wrapped in a blanket and Sara holding him as a female paramedic talked to her quietly.
"Sara!" She whispered hoarsely.
Hearing her name being called, she turned with puffy eyes and smiled sadly at her friend. "They took Maddy." Sara broke down into more tears as she held Fenton close. The paramedic let Sara walk away with her own tears ready to break through.
Grissom nodded at Brass' words and held his breath as the detective entered the nursery to take another look. Grissom was fighting to hold the tears and raging anger that was building within him. He was practically hugging himself to stop the shaking in his body as he listened to his friend's questions and sympathetic words.
Turning slightly, he looked away from the cot and stared at Fenton's curls that peeked out from the top of the blanket he was wrapped in. He slowly walked towards Sara and his son as she talked quietly to Catherine. He placed his hand on Sara's shoulder and squeezed as he lightly brushed sleeping Fenton's hair back to place a soft kiss on his forehead.
Grissom closed his eyes as he kissed Sara's neck before saying into her ear. "Let's get you checked out, Sara." She sighed and nodded as Catherine took her hand gently. Grissom lifted Fenton from her arms and held him as they all followed the paramedic to the awaiting ambulance.
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His pain was already evident on his face as he stared down at his son. Fenton looked so peaceful and small in the hospital cot. Grissom's hand clenched into a fist as he closed his eyes and rubbed his face. He turned towards the window and looked out at the busy streets as the room continued to bustle with people.
"We'll get started, Sara." Brass promised as he squeezed her hand lightly. He looked over at Grissom and noticed his mind was elsewhere. "Call me if you need anything." He said quietly to Sara before heading for the door.
Sara pushed herself up on the uncomfortable hospital bed and pulled the covers up to warm her cold body. "Gil?" She tried to get his attention, but he seemed to be in another place. She grasped the top blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders as she slipped off the bed and walked over to him. "Hey." She whispered and moved into his warmth as he turned and wrapped his arms around her. They stood together as they watched over their son. Sara broke the silence with a quiet and raspy voice. "Where's our baby girl, Griss?" Grissom squeezed her tighter to him and buried his face in her blanket as the tears finally broke the barrier.
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Madison looked up at the blue sky with confusion. She couldn't see everything. The stars and clouds melded together and blocked out the moon. She didn't really know what everything around her was or where she was, but it seemed too large for a little baby on her own. She shuddered against the cold and shifted her tiny feet that balanced her seated position on the warm soiled ground.
A bright light in the sky caught her attention and she watched it with a new curiosity as the object emanated a loud sound as it came towards her. She flinched greatly and moaned sadly as the sound increased greatly and flew over her head. Her face scrunched up and she started to whimper as the fear set in quickly. She had no idea what was around her or where she was; all she knew for sure was that she wanted her mummy.
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The house was high priority and flooded with CSI's and police officers. Ecklie wouldn't let the nightshift anywhere near the house, as they were too involved. He had his ups and downs, likes and dislikes about the nightshift, but he still didn't stop that from doing his utmost best to process and collect.
His team worked efficiently for hours and managed to find what they needed to start a search. After returning to the lab, he gave his team instructions to proceed processing, while he set off to the hospital to get a statement from Grissom and Sara.
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Grissom had settled into a chair by the bed while Sara watched over him as he slept restlessly. She had covered him with a blanket when he started to drift off and held his hand as she tried to sleep. Fenton was quiet and sleeping again. He seemed fine and with the doctor's confirmation, he was fine, although it didn't help that he'd been manhandled and he could have died.
Knocks on the door roused Grissom from his sleep and as he lifted his head to see Conrad Ecklie push through the door, he instantly sat up and his eyes were wide awake. Sara hadn't been sleeping and was watching Grissom when Ecklie walked towards them.
"Anything?" Grissom asked.
Ecklie shook his head. "Not yet. We just finished processing."
Sara sat up slowly. "Did you find anything?"
"Yes. It's being processed as we speak." He looked around the room and saw the cot. "How's Fenton?"
Grissom pushed himself up and placed the blanket on the bad. He leaned over the cot and checked on his son. "The doctor said he's fine."
"Did someone save his clothing and perhaps collect anything helpful?" Ecklie asked gently, not wanting to agitate them.
Sara nodded and climbed out of bed, wearing the sweats and jumper Cath had brought in. "Brass collected. He's already handed it in."
Ecklie sighed. "Good, good. That means we'll have something sooner." He watched Grissom lift his son and hold him lightly. "He wasn't hurt badly, was he?" He asked hesitantly.
"Bruised and scared." Grissom looked up at his lab rival with sad eyes. "You will do everything you can Conrad, right?"
The dayshift supervisor knew Grissom was upset and knew he shouldn't take it personally that he thought he wouldn't do his best to find their daughter. "You have my word Gil. I'll do anything and everything to find her."
Sara slipped her arm around Grissom's waist and leaned against him. "You've come for our statements?" She asked with her eyes on her son.
Ecklie nodded and moved around the bed to stand by the window. "Hopefully it won't take long." He smiled assuredly and watched them sit on the bed. He turned to them and readied himself with a few questions. "What time did you arrive home Gil?"
"Around 8. I went straight to bed." Grissom answered without delay.
"Were you asleep during that time Sara?" Ecklie asked as he tried to see a timetable of events in his head.
Sara gently stroked Fenton's cheek. "I was asleep with Gil got home, but I was got up to check the twins at about 9. I went into the hall and then.I'm waking up on the couch with this huge cut on my head."
"I woke up at about 11." Grissom added.
"What woke you up?"
Grissom thought back and blinked once as he answered. "I felt something was wrong. Usually I'd wake to Maddy and Fenton's playing and the TV, but I couldn't hear anything. It was odd and didn't feel right."
Ecklie was a little surprised that Grissom would use such emotional words to describe why he had woken. Logging this information, he pressed on. "What happened next?"
"I went into the lounge and found Sara curled up on the couch." He paused and turned his head to Sara. "I thought you had fallen asleep."
Sara smiled softly as she covered his hand. She looked up at Ecklie as she continued. "I woke up and Gil saw the cut. I didn't know what was going on and as I was talking to him, it suddenly hit and the next thing we knew." She trailed off and looked down.
"I ran to the nursery and found Fenton face down in his cot.I thought he was dead." Grissom took a deep breath and held Fenton closer. "The ambulance came and then the police. I couldn't find Maddy anywhere. She wasn't in the house."
Ecklie nodded and stepped towards them. He placed a reassuring hand on Grissom's shoulder. "The search is already started Gil. Everything is in motion. It's only a matter of time." After a few more routine questions about security systems and access to the house, he asked. "Do you know of anyone who would do anything like this? Anyone that you have a grievance with?"
Sara and Grissom shook their heads, but said. "We put people away Ecklie, but I can't think of someone who would take our daughter and try to kill our son." Grissom explained.
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Madison sniffled against the tears that were pouring down her cheeks. She looked down at her tiny hands and clutched the small blanket. The dark was scary and the sounds of whatever lives outside were making her jump. No more flashing things in the sky came towards her, but the lights in the distance made a loud but distant noise of its own. She was getting colder and her diaper needs changing.
The soil was cold now and the air was starting to bite through her thin baby grow. She took and stuffy breath and pulled the blanket to her face to rubbed her nose and eyes. A chill flowed through her tiny boy and she shivered, pulling the blanket instinctively close. She was tired, hungry and scared now. She wanted to go home.
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Sara had fallen asleep against Grissom's chest. He held her as they sat on the stiff bed. Fenton had been fed and change within the last hour and was now quietly playing with his toes and fingers. Grissom lightly ran his fingers up and down Sara's arm as he looked out at the dark sky. It hadn't been 8 hours since their world had crashed and both had barely slept.
Grissom's head turned to Sara's murmurs. She pushed her face into his chest as she whimpered and clutched at his shirt. He pulled her closer and kissed her hair. "Sara." He whispered, trying to rouse her gently.
"No!" She nearly shouted, but was muffled against Grissom's shirt as he held her tightly.
"Sara, wake up." He gently shook her shoulder and ran his fingers through her hair. "Honey, it's ok."
"He's taken her." She breathed and jerked awake. She looked up at Grissom's face sleepily and disoriented.
Grissom brushed her hair back from her eyes and kissed her forehead. "It's just a bad dream." He soothed. "I'm here."
Sara started to cry and sat up shaking her head. "Call Brass."
"Why?"
She wiped her eyes and leaned back against him. "I think I have an idea who took Maddy."
Grissom stared at her for the longest time, trying to read her eyes as she turned to him with dark brown watery eyes. He blinked a few times and nodded. "Taker."
[I need help with what to do next. It's been a while since I was writing this and I'm a little lost and can't remember where it was going. If anyone, absolutely anyone has any ideas. TELL ME PLEASE. cheers]
Sara watched in numb silence as the paramedic checked her son. Grissom stood by the nursery door with Brass, going over what had happened. Catherine ran through the door and tears instantly tumbled down her cheeks as she saw Fenton wrapped in a blanket and Sara holding him as a female paramedic talked to her quietly.
"Sara!" She whispered hoarsely.
Hearing her name being called, she turned with puffy eyes and smiled sadly at her friend. "They took Maddy." Sara broke down into more tears as she held Fenton close. The paramedic let Sara walk away with her own tears ready to break through.
Grissom nodded at Brass' words and held his breath as the detective entered the nursery to take another look. Grissom was fighting to hold the tears and raging anger that was building within him. He was practically hugging himself to stop the shaking in his body as he listened to his friend's questions and sympathetic words.
Turning slightly, he looked away from the cot and stared at Fenton's curls that peeked out from the top of the blanket he was wrapped in. He slowly walked towards Sara and his son as she talked quietly to Catherine. He placed his hand on Sara's shoulder and squeezed as he lightly brushed sleeping Fenton's hair back to place a soft kiss on his forehead.
Grissom closed his eyes as he kissed Sara's neck before saying into her ear. "Let's get you checked out, Sara." She sighed and nodded as Catherine took her hand gently. Grissom lifted Fenton from her arms and held him as they all followed the paramedic to the awaiting ambulance.
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His pain was already evident on his face as he stared down at his son. Fenton looked so peaceful and small in the hospital cot. Grissom's hand clenched into a fist as he closed his eyes and rubbed his face. He turned towards the window and looked out at the busy streets as the room continued to bustle with people.
"We'll get started, Sara." Brass promised as he squeezed her hand lightly. He looked over at Grissom and noticed his mind was elsewhere. "Call me if you need anything." He said quietly to Sara before heading for the door.
Sara pushed herself up on the uncomfortable hospital bed and pulled the covers up to warm her cold body. "Gil?" She tried to get his attention, but he seemed to be in another place. She grasped the top blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders as she slipped off the bed and walked over to him. "Hey." She whispered and moved into his warmth as he turned and wrapped his arms around her. They stood together as they watched over their son. Sara broke the silence with a quiet and raspy voice. "Where's our baby girl, Griss?" Grissom squeezed her tighter to him and buried his face in her blanket as the tears finally broke the barrier.
^*^*^
Madison looked up at the blue sky with confusion. She couldn't see everything. The stars and clouds melded together and blocked out the moon. She didn't really know what everything around her was or where she was, but it seemed too large for a little baby on her own. She shuddered against the cold and shifted her tiny feet that balanced her seated position on the warm soiled ground.
A bright light in the sky caught her attention and she watched it with a new curiosity as the object emanated a loud sound as it came towards her. She flinched greatly and moaned sadly as the sound increased greatly and flew over her head. Her face scrunched up and she started to whimper as the fear set in quickly. She had no idea what was around her or where she was; all she knew for sure was that she wanted her mummy.
^*^*^
The house was high priority and flooded with CSI's and police officers. Ecklie wouldn't let the nightshift anywhere near the house, as they were too involved. He had his ups and downs, likes and dislikes about the nightshift, but he still didn't stop that from doing his utmost best to process and collect.
His team worked efficiently for hours and managed to find what they needed to start a search. After returning to the lab, he gave his team instructions to proceed processing, while he set off to the hospital to get a statement from Grissom and Sara.
^*^*^
Grissom had settled into a chair by the bed while Sara watched over him as he slept restlessly. She had covered him with a blanket when he started to drift off and held his hand as she tried to sleep. Fenton was quiet and sleeping again. He seemed fine and with the doctor's confirmation, he was fine, although it didn't help that he'd been manhandled and he could have died.
Knocks on the door roused Grissom from his sleep and as he lifted his head to see Conrad Ecklie push through the door, he instantly sat up and his eyes were wide awake. Sara hadn't been sleeping and was watching Grissom when Ecklie walked towards them.
"Anything?" Grissom asked.
Ecklie shook his head. "Not yet. We just finished processing."
Sara sat up slowly. "Did you find anything?"
"Yes. It's being processed as we speak." He looked around the room and saw the cot. "How's Fenton?"
Grissom pushed himself up and placed the blanket on the bad. He leaned over the cot and checked on his son. "The doctor said he's fine."
"Did someone save his clothing and perhaps collect anything helpful?" Ecklie asked gently, not wanting to agitate them.
Sara nodded and climbed out of bed, wearing the sweats and jumper Cath had brought in. "Brass collected. He's already handed it in."
Ecklie sighed. "Good, good. That means we'll have something sooner." He watched Grissom lift his son and hold him lightly. "He wasn't hurt badly, was he?" He asked hesitantly.
"Bruised and scared." Grissom looked up at his lab rival with sad eyes. "You will do everything you can Conrad, right?"
The dayshift supervisor knew Grissom was upset and knew he shouldn't take it personally that he thought he wouldn't do his best to find their daughter. "You have my word Gil. I'll do anything and everything to find her."
Sara slipped her arm around Grissom's waist and leaned against him. "You've come for our statements?" She asked with her eyes on her son.
Ecklie nodded and moved around the bed to stand by the window. "Hopefully it won't take long." He smiled assuredly and watched them sit on the bed. He turned to them and readied himself with a few questions. "What time did you arrive home Gil?"
"Around 8. I went straight to bed." Grissom answered without delay.
"Were you asleep during that time Sara?" Ecklie asked as he tried to see a timetable of events in his head.
Sara gently stroked Fenton's cheek. "I was asleep with Gil got home, but I was got up to check the twins at about 9. I went into the hall and then.I'm waking up on the couch with this huge cut on my head."
"I woke up at about 11." Grissom added.
"What woke you up?"
Grissom thought back and blinked once as he answered. "I felt something was wrong. Usually I'd wake to Maddy and Fenton's playing and the TV, but I couldn't hear anything. It was odd and didn't feel right."
Ecklie was a little surprised that Grissom would use such emotional words to describe why he had woken. Logging this information, he pressed on. "What happened next?"
"I went into the lounge and found Sara curled up on the couch." He paused and turned his head to Sara. "I thought you had fallen asleep."
Sara smiled softly as she covered his hand. She looked up at Ecklie as she continued. "I woke up and Gil saw the cut. I didn't know what was going on and as I was talking to him, it suddenly hit and the next thing we knew." She trailed off and looked down.
"I ran to the nursery and found Fenton face down in his cot.I thought he was dead." Grissom took a deep breath and held Fenton closer. "The ambulance came and then the police. I couldn't find Maddy anywhere. She wasn't in the house."
Ecklie nodded and stepped towards them. He placed a reassuring hand on Grissom's shoulder. "The search is already started Gil. Everything is in motion. It's only a matter of time." After a few more routine questions about security systems and access to the house, he asked. "Do you know of anyone who would do anything like this? Anyone that you have a grievance with?"
Sara and Grissom shook their heads, but said. "We put people away Ecklie, but I can't think of someone who would take our daughter and try to kill our son." Grissom explained.
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Madison sniffled against the tears that were pouring down her cheeks. She looked down at her tiny hands and clutched the small blanket. The dark was scary and the sounds of whatever lives outside were making her jump. No more flashing things in the sky came towards her, but the lights in the distance made a loud but distant noise of its own. She was getting colder and her diaper needs changing.
The soil was cold now and the air was starting to bite through her thin baby grow. She took and stuffy breath and pulled the blanket to her face to rubbed her nose and eyes. A chill flowed through her tiny boy and she shivered, pulling the blanket instinctively close. She was tired, hungry and scared now. She wanted to go home.
^*^*^
Sara had fallen asleep against Grissom's chest. He held her as they sat on the stiff bed. Fenton had been fed and change within the last hour and was now quietly playing with his toes and fingers. Grissom lightly ran his fingers up and down Sara's arm as he looked out at the dark sky. It hadn't been 8 hours since their world had crashed and both had barely slept.
Grissom's head turned to Sara's murmurs. She pushed her face into his chest as she whimpered and clutched at his shirt. He pulled her closer and kissed her hair. "Sara." He whispered, trying to rouse her gently.
"No!" She nearly shouted, but was muffled against Grissom's shirt as he held her tightly.
"Sara, wake up." He gently shook her shoulder and ran his fingers through her hair. "Honey, it's ok."
"He's taken her." She breathed and jerked awake. She looked up at Grissom's face sleepily and disoriented.
Grissom brushed her hair back from her eyes and kissed her forehead. "It's just a bad dream." He soothed. "I'm here."
Sara started to cry and sat up shaking her head. "Call Brass."
"Why?"
She wiped her eyes and leaned back against him. "I think I have an idea who took Maddy."
Grissom stared at her for the longest time, trying to read her eyes as she turned to him with dark brown watery eyes. He blinked a few times and nodded. "Taker."
[I need help with what to do next. It's been a while since I was writing this and I'm a little lost and can't remember where it was going. If anyone, absolutely anyone has any ideas. TELL ME PLEASE. cheers]