Part Seven
[Some of this info on procedures may be completely and utterly wrong, but this chapter is all about taking a blind whack at a golf ball in the pitch dark and possibly hitting it.]
It was coming to the end of the first week and soon they were going away, but with all the things that had happened, Sara wasn't sure they'd even be having the four days off. The case was going slowly and with one lead still being investigated, the rest were slowing to a stop. If they didn't have something soon, another body would be found and Grissom and Sara's vacation time was not going to happen.
With the list in questioned documents, everyone went back to combing the three individual crime scenes, expanding their search area each time. With any 'luck' they might find a fibre that could possibly help point them in the right direction.
Lindsey appeared in the doorway to her mother's office with a huge smile. She had said she'd drive herself in once she'd settled at home, but couldn't help but surprise everyone by turning up early. Some of the lab personnel she hadn't seen in a while, stopped and caught up with a quick chat before she moved on to find someone else. She'd be working at the lab for around 6 months and she was hoping Grissom would let her assist on cases, although she wasn't allowed until her 5th week.
Sitting in his office an hour before shift began, was Grissom and his paperwork. He'd gotten behind during the beginning of the serial case, but since it was slow and the lack of evidence was being processed, he figured the time he spent doing paperwork would give him time to work a new lead if they ever got one.
Sara was at home with Jordan and Matthew. Ian was working on finding more people that were even slightly involved with the three girls and trying to work on getting witness interviews with new questions on the two pieces of evidence that had been found.
Greg and Hannah were helping Sam go over each crime scene. For around ten minutes at each scene, they would stand and stare at the site the body was found to see if anything jumped out at them, but so far it was a no go. Hannah had been researching the local sandstone quarries and seeing if any of the witnesses had any links with them. It was a shot in the dark, but they may hit something.
In the DNA lab, Peter had been trying to extract DNA from the fingerprint Sara found on the Jooles girl, but it was taking a long time, which might end in nothing. It was difficult to pull any DNA from a fingerprint, unless the person's hand had stayed long enough for epithelial's to be left behind, again, a long shot.
The problem with finding no fibre's on the bodies, were the fact that the bodies were naked. Usually there'd be something, but the killer must wear thick latex gloves.
Sara cradled Matthew to her chest as she smiled sadly at Jordan. They had been discussing her and Grissom's vacation, but Sara seemed adamant that they weren't going anywhere.
"Oh, come on." Jordan sighed miserably. "You can't say that."
"I think I just did." Sara replied with a stern voice and turned away from her daughter to place Matthew in his highchair. "We both know that this case needs our full attention and no matter what, its not going to take a week to close."
Jordan pushed her hair back and looked across at the clock. "I'll talk to dad-"
"You will do no such thing. He's going to be tired and won't want to talk shop when he gets home." Sara warned. It just wasn't happening. This vacation would be like any other time they had off. It would be at home and they would get called in if a case came in.
Matthew sat happily in his chair while his grandma walked towards the fridge to pull out a small ball of ice cream. He smacked his hands on the sides of the tray and squealed his delight as a spoonful of chocolate came his way.
Sara smiled and continued to feed her grandson while Jordan grabbed her keys and walked towards them. She placed a kiss on her son's head, then kissed her mothers cheek. "I'll be back later. I've got to stop by the university to pick up some papers."
"Ok. Just remember. He can stay, but only if you ring me before hand." Sara reminded. She and Grissom had arranged that Matthew could stay as long as Jordan or Ian rang them before it got too late.
"I will. I'll try and get hold of Ian to pick him up." Jordan placed one last kiss on Matthew's cheek and smiled. "Be good for grandma sweetie."
Watching his mother leave, Matthew began to whimper. "Mmm."
"It's ok Matthew. Mummy be back later." She smiled widely when he turned tearful eyes to her. "Oh baby, come on, let's watch some TV." She placed the remains of the ice cream in the fridge and lifted him up to hold him gently. "Grandpa will be home soon." She promised as they made their way towards the couch.
Entering the house swiftly from the start of a downpour, he shivered against the thought of standing in the rain. Shaking his coat and hanging it up, his eyes drifted towards the two sitting on the couch. He smiled and dropped his case on the floor. "Hey." He greeted as he slipped down beside them.
"We were waiting for you, weren't we?" She asked Matthew as he giggled and reached for his grandpa. Sara held him up and watched as Grissom took him. "Busy?" She asked as they settled against her.
He shook his head. "Not really. My paperwork is finally up to date, but nothing new on the case front. The evidence is still being processed and the others are splitting cold cases whilst going over the current one."
She nodded and leaned her head against his shoulder. "Jordan will ring soon. She left to collect some thing's from work."
Grissom sighed as he hugged Matthew to him. "She still hasn't thought this out. We could get called in."
Sara sat up with a groan and switched the TV off. "Let's go to bed."
"What about Matty?"
She smiled at her husband's use of a nickname for their grandchild. "He's tired anyway and you need sleep."
He pushed himself up and followed his wife upstairs. He locked the front door as he past it and switched the lights off. "He needs bathing first."
Chuckling at him as they reached the top of the stairs, she turned and looked across the landing at the bathroom door. "Ok. You give him to me and run the bath."
Thinking for a minute, he lifted his shoulders playfully and shook his head. "No."
Sara raised her eyebrows before scowling at him. "No?" She asked as he swapped Matthew from one arm to the next before stepping towards her and wrapping his arm around her waist.
He drew her closer with his seriousness and steady eyes. "What if I want to hold our grandson while you run the bath?"
"You are kidding, right?" She grinned at his sudden character shift.
"Nope, but I'd like an answer either way." He raised a single brow to emphasise he was serious.
Sara stared at him closely for a few quiet minutes. She tilted her head slightly as she reached out and attempted to take Matthew. "You are strange at times, you know that?" She asked.
Grissom released the baby and watched them walk towards the bedroom. "Only at times?" He called out.
"Run the bath." She ordered.
"Yes ma'am." He turned and matched towards the bathroom.
[Some of this info on procedures may be completely and utterly wrong, but this chapter is all about taking a blind whack at a golf ball in the pitch dark and possibly hitting it.]
It was coming to the end of the first week and soon they were going away, but with all the things that had happened, Sara wasn't sure they'd even be having the four days off. The case was going slowly and with one lead still being investigated, the rest were slowing to a stop. If they didn't have something soon, another body would be found and Grissom and Sara's vacation time was not going to happen.
With the list in questioned documents, everyone went back to combing the three individual crime scenes, expanding their search area each time. With any 'luck' they might find a fibre that could possibly help point them in the right direction.
Lindsey appeared in the doorway to her mother's office with a huge smile. She had said she'd drive herself in once she'd settled at home, but couldn't help but surprise everyone by turning up early. Some of the lab personnel she hadn't seen in a while, stopped and caught up with a quick chat before she moved on to find someone else. She'd be working at the lab for around 6 months and she was hoping Grissom would let her assist on cases, although she wasn't allowed until her 5th week.
Sitting in his office an hour before shift began, was Grissom and his paperwork. He'd gotten behind during the beginning of the serial case, but since it was slow and the lack of evidence was being processed, he figured the time he spent doing paperwork would give him time to work a new lead if they ever got one.
Sara was at home with Jordan and Matthew. Ian was working on finding more people that were even slightly involved with the three girls and trying to work on getting witness interviews with new questions on the two pieces of evidence that had been found.
Greg and Hannah were helping Sam go over each crime scene. For around ten minutes at each scene, they would stand and stare at the site the body was found to see if anything jumped out at them, but so far it was a no go. Hannah had been researching the local sandstone quarries and seeing if any of the witnesses had any links with them. It was a shot in the dark, but they may hit something.
In the DNA lab, Peter had been trying to extract DNA from the fingerprint Sara found on the Jooles girl, but it was taking a long time, which might end in nothing. It was difficult to pull any DNA from a fingerprint, unless the person's hand had stayed long enough for epithelial's to be left behind, again, a long shot.
The problem with finding no fibre's on the bodies, were the fact that the bodies were naked. Usually there'd be something, but the killer must wear thick latex gloves.
Sara cradled Matthew to her chest as she smiled sadly at Jordan. They had been discussing her and Grissom's vacation, but Sara seemed adamant that they weren't going anywhere.
"Oh, come on." Jordan sighed miserably. "You can't say that."
"I think I just did." Sara replied with a stern voice and turned away from her daughter to place Matthew in his highchair. "We both know that this case needs our full attention and no matter what, its not going to take a week to close."
Jordan pushed her hair back and looked across at the clock. "I'll talk to dad-"
"You will do no such thing. He's going to be tired and won't want to talk shop when he gets home." Sara warned. It just wasn't happening. This vacation would be like any other time they had off. It would be at home and they would get called in if a case came in.
Matthew sat happily in his chair while his grandma walked towards the fridge to pull out a small ball of ice cream. He smacked his hands on the sides of the tray and squealed his delight as a spoonful of chocolate came his way.
Sara smiled and continued to feed her grandson while Jordan grabbed her keys and walked towards them. She placed a kiss on her son's head, then kissed her mothers cheek. "I'll be back later. I've got to stop by the university to pick up some papers."
"Ok. Just remember. He can stay, but only if you ring me before hand." Sara reminded. She and Grissom had arranged that Matthew could stay as long as Jordan or Ian rang them before it got too late.
"I will. I'll try and get hold of Ian to pick him up." Jordan placed one last kiss on Matthew's cheek and smiled. "Be good for grandma sweetie."
Watching his mother leave, Matthew began to whimper. "Mmm."
"It's ok Matthew. Mummy be back later." She smiled widely when he turned tearful eyes to her. "Oh baby, come on, let's watch some TV." She placed the remains of the ice cream in the fridge and lifted him up to hold him gently. "Grandpa will be home soon." She promised as they made their way towards the couch.
Entering the house swiftly from the start of a downpour, he shivered against the thought of standing in the rain. Shaking his coat and hanging it up, his eyes drifted towards the two sitting on the couch. He smiled and dropped his case on the floor. "Hey." He greeted as he slipped down beside them.
"We were waiting for you, weren't we?" She asked Matthew as he giggled and reached for his grandpa. Sara held him up and watched as Grissom took him. "Busy?" She asked as they settled against her.
He shook his head. "Not really. My paperwork is finally up to date, but nothing new on the case front. The evidence is still being processed and the others are splitting cold cases whilst going over the current one."
She nodded and leaned her head against his shoulder. "Jordan will ring soon. She left to collect some thing's from work."
Grissom sighed as he hugged Matthew to him. "She still hasn't thought this out. We could get called in."
Sara sat up with a groan and switched the TV off. "Let's go to bed."
"What about Matty?"
She smiled at her husband's use of a nickname for their grandchild. "He's tired anyway and you need sleep."
He pushed himself up and followed his wife upstairs. He locked the front door as he past it and switched the lights off. "He needs bathing first."
Chuckling at him as they reached the top of the stairs, she turned and looked across the landing at the bathroom door. "Ok. You give him to me and run the bath."
Thinking for a minute, he lifted his shoulders playfully and shook his head. "No."
Sara raised her eyebrows before scowling at him. "No?" She asked as he swapped Matthew from one arm to the next before stepping towards her and wrapping his arm around her waist.
He drew her closer with his seriousness and steady eyes. "What if I want to hold our grandson while you run the bath?"
"You are kidding, right?" She grinned at his sudden character shift.
"Nope, but I'd like an answer either way." He raised a single brow to emphasise he was serious.
Sara stared at him closely for a few quiet minutes. She tilted her head slightly as she reached out and attempted to take Matthew. "You are strange at times, you know that?" She asked.
Grissom released the baby and watched them walk towards the bedroom. "Only at times?" He called out.
"Run the bath." She ordered.
"Yes ma'am." He turned and matched towards the bathroom.