Amy sat in the interrogation room of the Crime Labs, Brass sat across from her, he always hated interrogating kids, the cooperated so well.
"When was the last time you saw your dad?" He asked.
"Probably about a week and a half ago," she replied.
"Did he say where he was going?" Brass asked.
"He said it was a business trip," Amy answered, "But I doubt it, he never tells me where he's going so i doubt he was telling the truth this time."
"So this isn't the first time he's gone away like this?"
"Good lord no," Amy replied, " He's been doing this since I was nine."
"And you've never told anyone about it before?" Brass asked sternly.
Amy sighed, "You've got to see it from my point of view, I grew up with him not there. It was normal to me that he was always gone and i was by myself. I considered it unnatural if he was ever home for long periods of time."
"And how long did he usually go away for?"
"Hm, most he was ever gone was two months, least he's been gone is three weeks."
Brass sighed and tried not to make any rude comment about David Walker's parenting skills, "The last time you saw your dad, did he say when you might see him again?"
"He said he would try to be at the Henderson Civic Center in two weeks." Amy said, 'There's a performance there that I'm singing at . He promised he would come but..."
"But?" Brass asked.
"Well I have my doubts, my dad is full of empty promises, so I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't show up."
"Did Mr and Mrs Morrison look like a happy couple to you?" Brass quickly changed the subject, he didn't want to press the issue of Amy's father to much.
"Oh yes," Amy said, "They were very happy together. Kind of like the perfect couple, the understood each other real well."
"Did they ever fight?" Brass asked.
"Not that I ever saw," Amy replied, "I was over at their house a lot. Whenever my dad went away Mrs. Morrison would let me stay at their place but I never saw them fight, like I said, they looked really happy together."
"Can you think of any reason someone might be unhappy with either Mr. Morrison or your dad?"
Amy looked thoughtful for a moment, considering the question, "No reason that I can think of, I think their business did really well... no real complaints."
Brass smiled and nodded, 'Thanks for your help Amy, That's all for now."
"You'll find them won't you?" Amy asked as the CSI's led her down the hall to a room where she could stay for the night, "You'll find the people that did this right?"
"Don't worry kiddo," Warrick said, "We'll catch them."
"Yeah!" Sara agreed, "You don't have anything to worry about while we're on the case!"
"You make us sound like super hero's," Nick muttered.
"My alternate personality is Forensic Woman," Catherine said, "print, print and away!"
Everyone in the group laughed as they came to the end of the hall.
"You can stay here for the night," Grissom said as he opened the door, there was a coffee table, a desk and a couch made up with blankets to resemble a bed.
"Thanks," Amy said.
"Brass will probably have more questions for you tomorrow, he'll take you home around dinner time."
"Okay," Amy as cheerfully as she could under the circumstances, "Thanks for helping"
"Hey no problem," Warrick said, "Helping you is our job.