Title: Traces of the Past 3/?
Author: Chaos
Rating: PG
Pairing: None yet. I'm trying to keep this case based but it just keeps flowing
into 'ship. It's like my brain and my fingers are not operating in the
same body!
Warnings: I have the whole story worked out in my mind (just haven't had the time
to type it up) but everytime I sit down to write something changes. This
time I found myself treating Catherine even worse than before and most of
you will probably say she is definitely OOC but several attempts at a
rewrite didn't work out so I'm sticking w/the original. Sigh I had
several conversations the past few days w/another CSI fan. She is a die
hard G/Cer and spent all her time putting down Sara and saying she should
be fired for her attitude. The thing that made me the angriest was when
she said they should just kill Sara off then all of us 'idiots' who think
she's so great would have to give up. I'm sending her several of our
more Sara friendly, Catherine Bitch! stories.
Feedback: Please!
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A knock on the door interrupted them. Greg entered followed by Nick. "Sorry
to interrupt, Gris." He looked at his boss. Grissom nodded for him to continue.
"The only DNA under the fingernails belonged to Liesl Hoffmeier and another female."
Sam nodded, "The girls were probably holding on to each other."
Sara nodded in agreement. "What about the broken ones?"
"What broken ones?" Greg asked, genuinely confused. Noticing Sara's continued stare
he hurriedly put in, "Sara, I promise, there weren't any nail clippings. Only the
scrapings they took at the hospital."
Sara sighed and addressed her question to the FBI agents. "Fox didn't check the area
for evidence?"
Danny answered. "The only thing we were told about were the fingernails. I assumed
that since a CSI had been there the evidence had been collected properly."
"I can see why Lt. Harper recommended changing teams." The scowl on Viv's face
underlined her disgust.
Sara took out her cell phone and dialed a number. "Ben, hi it's Sara Sidle. Yeah,
that's what I'm calling about. Listen, do you know if any evidence was collected at
the scene? Thanks, Ben." As she hung up she realized that all eyes were on her.
She also noticed that Catherine had returned to the room only seconds before her
voice was heard. "So, who's Ben?" The blond smirked.
Sara took a deep breath. She really didn't need a face off with the older woman.
"Lt. Ben Harper. He said Fox kicked around a few minutes, declared there was nothing
to be found and left. The crime scene tape is still in place unless a motorist has
messed with it. I should be able to find it with no problem but he's going to send
an officer to meet me and take me out there." She looked to Grissom for his agreement.
He nodded before turning to Nick. "What's going on with your case, Nick?"
"Straight on suicide, Gris. When she was moved we found a note on the chair seat.
She purposely overdosed on insulin. Almost a whole vial according to Doc Robbins.
He says she may have had to administer up to a dozen shots. Can you imagine?" He
shook his head sadly.
"Well, since you're free I want you to go with Sara and comb this crime scene a
millimeter at a time if you have to." He looked at the brunette. "Fill him in,
please?" She just nodded. Why would Grissom be considerate so suddenly?
"According to the girl, there's a quick stop where they got gas just minutes before
she was dumped. Danny, you and Sam try to locate the clerk from that time frame
and see if they have video. We need any lead we can get right now."
"And, we'll be doing...?" Martin asked.
Jack looked at Grissom and grimaced. "Looking for a motel within easy reach of a
liquor store." Martin groaned.
"Uh, Agent Malone, I've made a preliminary list." She offered it to him.
He smiled. "Thank you, Sara, and please call me Jack."
Grissom didn't miss the brightening of her face as her eyes reflected her wide smile.
"It's done from memory so there are probably quite a few missing but it should give
you a starting point."
Grissom stepped up to them and grasped Sara's elbow. He smiled at her confused
expression. "That was good thinking. Thank you. If we could divide it up we could
cover that much more territory. Right, Jack?"
Malone gave him one of his 'Now you've pissed me off' glares but nodded once in
agreement.
Sara turned to Sam, subtly trying to pull her arm away but Grissom was not letting go.
Catherine finally stepped between them forcing him to relinquish his hold. Slipping
her own arm around his back and leaning in to him she purred. "Gil, shouldn't we be
going if we're going to check out these motels?"
He stepped away from her. He didn't miss the victoriously venomous look she gave Sara.
He noticed it was wasted since Sara was discussing the case with two of the FBI agents.
"Since we're all headed in the same direction it makes sense. Unless you need to get
back as soon as you've finished the interviews?"
"No, actually, I think it's a great idea," Sam agreed, "I'd like to see the drop site.
But, it may take us awhile, what if you have to wait for us?" She had seen what was
going on and wanted to keep Sara's attention away from the older woman's machinations.
"It would be no problem, really. Nicky? What do you think, one car or two?"
The Texan had also been watching the unlikely show the overdone blond was performing.
"Oh, um," he shook his head as if to rid it of the distasteful display, "hey, I vote we
go together."
Sara looked from her coworker to the young blond and gave her half smirk. She knew
he had been looking at a woman, she just didn't realize she had the wrong blond.
"So, if we can pair off we could ensure that we have a CSI available if we find anything."
Jack asked.
"Yes, it would also give us the opportunity to spend more time at each site to make sure
we don't miss anything." Grissom agreed. "Of course, getting the operators to give us
information may take the most time of all."
"I have a blanket search warrant. I would hope no one would be crazy enough to deny a
federal warrant." Jack knew there were many people who would be crazy enough but he
wanted to make a point to Grissom. He was not going to do this half way and he expected
all of Grissom's people to be professional.
"Okay, Catherine, Warrick, Greg, we are going to divide this list in thirds. Agent
Malone is going to pair you off with one of his people. Greg, you'll be shadowing me so
go get your things together."
The young man was overjoyed but kept himself under control in front of the federal agents.
Once he was out of their sight he did a little dance down the hall.
Jack looked at the older man one eyebrow raised in question.
"He's training to be a CSI. If it's slow in the lab he goes out on cases. We can use
all the help we can get on this one." Grissom defended his action.
"Okay, as long as he doesn't mess up any of the evidence."
"He won't." Greg would have been pleasantly surprised to hear his boss defend him.
He received a short nod from the other man. "Vivian, why don't you go with Dr. Grissom.
Martin, you can accompany Mrs. Willows and Mr. Brown, I guess that means you're with me."
The CSIs went to gather their equipment leaving their counterpoints alone for a few
minutes.
"Why did you team me with the Dragonlady, Jack?" Martin was actually sweating.
"Well, that would be because if she went with Viv one of them would end up dead and I
certainly don't want to be alone with her. I'm afraid I'd have to give my opinion on
her 'professional' demeanor. So, you're it."
"Hey, Danny? Want to go on the motel hunt?" His coworker looked at Sara then vigorously
shook his head in the negative.
"Sam?" Martin tried in a pitiful voice.
"No way."
"Damn."
Chuckles were heard all around.
"Let me go get my kit together. Nick, you need any new supplies?" Sara asked.
"Naw, I'm pretty well stocked."
"Okay, I'll be back in a few." She left the room.
Danny turned to Nick speculatively. "You two dating?"
Nick's drawn brows answered the question but he voiced it as well. "No. What would
make you think that?"
Danny gave a quick frown. "You seem protective of her. You didn't want her to know
what was going on with Willows awhile ago."
Nick looked down. "Sara's....well, Sara. When she first got here we flirted alot but
she's in love with someone else. And, Catherine's been trying to get her riled up
lately. I have no idea what's going on there."
Sam looked at the door where Catherine, Warrick and Greg had just entered. She had a
feeling she knew who Sara was in love with. Seemed they had more in common than only
what was evident.
Sara added several bindles to her kit followed by test swabs. She looked around for the
ALS she had checked out.
"Looking for this?" Grissom held the object out to her.
"Yes. Thank you." Sara turned to leave the supply room when Grissom stopped her by
touching her upper arm. She took a ragged breath before looking up at him.
"Be careful, you never know if the kidnappers will return. Then again it's such a
remote location anything could happen so, just, watch your back."
Sara laughed. "God, Gris, I'm going to be there with Nick and two FBI agents, not to
mention a deputy. I don't think they're going to let anything happen to me." She
looked at him with narrowed eyes. "You've never been this concerned before, even when
I've been in more dangerous situations. What's going on?"
He echoed her earlier sigh. "I just don't want to lose you."
Author: Chaos
Rating: PG
Pairing: None yet. I'm trying to keep this case based but it just keeps flowing
into 'ship. It's like my brain and my fingers are not operating in the
same body!
Warnings: I have the whole story worked out in my mind (just haven't had the time
to type it up) but everytime I sit down to write something changes. This
time I found myself treating Catherine even worse than before and most of
you will probably say she is definitely OOC but several attempts at a
rewrite didn't work out so I'm sticking w/the original. Sigh I had
several conversations the past few days w/another CSI fan. She is a die
hard G/Cer and spent all her time putting down Sara and saying she should
be fired for her attitude. The thing that made me the angriest was when
she said they should just kill Sara off then all of us 'idiots' who think
she's so great would have to give up. I'm sending her several of our
more Sara friendly, Catherine Bitch! stories.
Feedback: Please!
_____________________________________________________________________________
A knock on the door interrupted them. Greg entered followed by Nick. "Sorry
to interrupt, Gris." He looked at his boss. Grissom nodded for him to continue.
"The only DNA under the fingernails belonged to Liesl Hoffmeier and another female."
Sam nodded, "The girls were probably holding on to each other."
Sara nodded in agreement. "What about the broken ones?"
"What broken ones?" Greg asked, genuinely confused. Noticing Sara's continued stare
he hurriedly put in, "Sara, I promise, there weren't any nail clippings. Only the
scrapings they took at the hospital."
Sara sighed and addressed her question to the FBI agents. "Fox didn't check the area
for evidence?"
Danny answered. "The only thing we were told about were the fingernails. I assumed
that since a CSI had been there the evidence had been collected properly."
"I can see why Lt. Harper recommended changing teams." The scowl on Viv's face
underlined her disgust.
Sara took out her cell phone and dialed a number. "Ben, hi it's Sara Sidle. Yeah,
that's what I'm calling about. Listen, do you know if any evidence was collected at
the scene? Thanks, Ben." As she hung up she realized that all eyes were on her.
She also noticed that Catherine had returned to the room only seconds before her
voice was heard. "So, who's Ben?" The blond smirked.
Sara took a deep breath. She really didn't need a face off with the older woman.
"Lt. Ben Harper. He said Fox kicked around a few minutes, declared there was nothing
to be found and left. The crime scene tape is still in place unless a motorist has
messed with it. I should be able to find it with no problem but he's going to send
an officer to meet me and take me out there." She looked to Grissom for his agreement.
He nodded before turning to Nick. "What's going on with your case, Nick?"
"Straight on suicide, Gris. When she was moved we found a note on the chair seat.
She purposely overdosed on insulin. Almost a whole vial according to Doc Robbins.
He says she may have had to administer up to a dozen shots. Can you imagine?" He
shook his head sadly.
"Well, since you're free I want you to go with Sara and comb this crime scene a
millimeter at a time if you have to." He looked at the brunette. "Fill him in,
please?" She just nodded. Why would Grissom be considerate so suddenly?
"According to the girl, there's a quick stop where they got gas just minutes before
she was dumped. Danny, you and Sam try to locate the clerk from that time frame
and see if they have video. We need any lead we can get right now."
"And, we'll be doing...?" Martin asked.
Jack looked at Grissom and grimaced. "Looking for a motel within easy reach of a
liquor store." Martin groaned.
"Uh, Agent Malone, I've made a preliminary list." She offered it to him.
He smiled. "Thank you, Sara, and please call me Jack."
Grissom didn't miss the brightening of her face as her eyes reflected her wide smile.
"It's done from memory so there are probably quite a few missing but it should give
you a starting point."
Grissom stepped up to them and grasped Sara's elbow. He smiled at her confused
expression. "That was good thinking. Thank you. If we could divide it up we could
cover that much more territory. Right, Jack?"
Malone gave him one of his 'Now you've pissed me off' glares but nodded once in
agreement.
Sara turned to Sam, subtly trying to pull her arm away but Grissom was not letting go.
Catherine finally stepped between them forcing him to relinquish his hold. Slipping
her own arm around his back and leaning in to him she purred. "Gil, shouldn't we be
going if we're going to check out these motels?"
He stepped away from her. He didn't miss the victoriously venomous look she gave Sara.
He noticed it was wasted since Sara was discussing the case with two of the FBI agents.
"Since we're all headed in the same direction it makes sense. Unless you need to get
back as soon as you've finished the interviews?"
"No, actually, I think it's a great idea," Sam agreed, "I'd like to see the drop site.
But, it may take us awhile, what if you have to wait for us?" She had seen what was
going on and wanted to keep Sara's attention away from the older woman's machinations.
"It would be no problem, really. Nicky? What do you think, one car or two?"
The Texan had also been watching the unlikely show the overdone blond was performing.
"Oh, um," he shook his head as if to rid it of the distasteful display, "hey, I vote we
go together."
Sara looked from her coworker to the young blond and gave her half smirk. She knew
he had been looking at a woman, she just didn't realize she had the wrong blond.
"So, if we can pair off we could ensure that we have a CSI available if we find anything."
Jack asked.
"Yes, it would also give us the opportunity to spend more time at each site to make sure
we don't miss anything." Grissom agreed. "Of course, getting the operators to give us
information may take the most time of all."
"I have a blanket search warrant. I would hope no one would be crazy enough to deny a
federal warrant." Jack knew there were many people who would be crazy enough but he
wanted to make a point to Grissom. He was not going to do this half way and he expected
all of Grissom's people to be professional.
"Okay, Catherine, Warrick, Greg, we are going to divide this list in thirds. Agent
Malone is going to pair you off with one of his people. Greg, you'll be shadowing me so
go get your things together."
The young man was overjoyed but kept himself under control in front of the federal agents.
Once he was out of their sight he did a little dance down the hall.
Jack looked at the older man one eyebrow raised in question.
"He's training to be a CSI. If it's slow in the lab he goes out on cases. We can use
all the help we can get on this one." Grissom defended his action.
"Okay, as long as he doesn't mess up any of the evidence."
"He won't." Greg would have been pleasantly surprised to hear his boss defend him.
He received a short nod from the other man. "Vivian, why don't you go with Dr. Grissom.
Martin, you can accompany Mrs. Willows and Mr. Brown, I guess that means you're with me."
The CSIs went to gather their equipment leaving their counterpoints alone for a few
minutes.
"Why did you team me with the Dragonlady, Jack?" Martin was actually sweating.
"Well, that would be because if she went with Viv one of them would end up dead and I
certainly don't want to be alone with her. I'm afraid I'd have to give my opinion on
her 'professional' demeanor. So, you're it."
"Hey, Danny? Want to go on the motel hunt?" His coworker looked at Sara then vigorously
shook his head in the negative.
"Sam?" Martin tried in a pitiful voice.
"No way."
"Damn."
Chuckles were heard all around.
"Let me go get my kit together. Nick, you need any new supplies?" Sara asked.
"Naw, I'm pretty well stocked."
"Okay, I'll be back in a few." She left the room.
Danny turned to Nick speculatively. "You two dating?"
Nick's drawn brows answered the question but he voiced it as well. "No. What would
make you think that?"
Danny gave a quick frown. "You seem protective of her. You didn't want her to know
what was going on with Willows awhile ago."
Nick looked down. "Sara's....well, Sara. When she first got here we flirted alot but
she's in love with someone else. And, Catherine's been trying to get her riled up
lately. I have no idea what's going on there."
Sam looked at the door where Catherine, Warrick and Greg had just entered. She had a
feeling she knew who Sara was in love with. Seemed they had more in common than only
what was evident.
Sara added several bindles to her kit followed by test swabs. She looked around for the
ALS she had checked out.
"Looking for this?" Grissom held the object out to her.
"Yes. Thank you." Sara turned to leave the supply room when Grissom stopped her by
touching her upper arm. She took a ragged breath before looking up at him.
"Be careful, you never know if the kidnappers will return. Then again it's such a
remote location anything could happen so, just, watch your back."
Sara laughed. "God, Gris, I'm going to be there with Nick and two FBI agents, not to
mention a deputy. I don't think they're going to let anything happen to me." She
looked at him with narrowed eyes. "You've never been this concerned before, even when
I've been in more dangerous situations. What's going on?"
He echoed her earlier sigh. "I just don't want to lose you."