Chapter 48
[Ah, the action. I hope your ready for this. I have no idea if there's such a thing, but SFPD is the San Francisco Police Department. The SFPSD must have been my mistype, because, for the life of me, I can't remember what I was calling it. lol Anyway, on with the story. Be warned, it gets physically violent.]
"Mr. Andrews! This is the SFPD and Special Unit!"
Hogan stood by and listened to the head of the special unit try to make contact with the suspects. So far there had been silence, but as he turned to the three CSI's behind him, they all heard a loud scream.
"SARA!" Grissom cried out as he recognised the voices and shouting, then the continuous screams of Sara's petrified voice.
Nick and Hogan grabbed Grissom and held him back with all their strength. "No, Griss, don't!, you can't go in there." Nick stressed, trying to push his friend back so they weren't seen from there hiding place in the trees.
"He's going to kill her Nick!" Grissom choked, his resolve finally slipping as he heard another scream, one less that energised.
Catherine pushed them away from Grissom and took his arm to lead him to the back of her SUV. She opened the rear door and sat him down to check his arm. Some blood had started to seep through his shirt after being restrained. "Just, stay still for me Gil. Let me take a look, ok?"
He nodded and slumped back slightly to lean against the side. "Why don't they do something?" He asked quietly, closing his eyes against the sound of the megaphone.
"They are. You know how it works Gil and I know it's different being on the opposite side, but this is what we do, remember?" Catherine tried to get him to relax as she shook her head when she saw a stitch had popped. "I'm gonna have to patch you up. You can't do things like that again, you hear me?" Although she got no response, she knew he heard her and understood.
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"Stay There! I haven't finished with you." Jake pointed the gun at Sara before staring at Kate. Whatever was going through Jake's head, came to a halt by the sound of static, then a loud voice coming from out side.
"Mr. Andrews! This is the SFPD and Special Unit!"
Sara tried to get up, but Jake grabbed her hair and threw her over the edge of the couch. Kate slipped off the chair and moved to hide behind it. She hid and cried as she heard Jake's yelling and her mother's screaming.
"What the fuck is going on!?" He shouted, dragging Gavin's unconscious body to the couch. He lifted him and adjusted the cushions. "Gav, bro? I'm so sorry man, I didn't mean to do that." He whispered to his brother, before turning to Sara. "You bitch! Look what you made me do!"
"I didn't make you do anything." She told him. "You idiot, stop the drinking Jake. You're not thinking straight."
Jake stepped towards her and threw the can at her. "Stop telling me what to do. You're not in charge here, I am."
Sara pushed the can away from her and leaned against the wall she had moved towards. "What were you going to do Jake? You thought they wouldn't find out? Bet you left evidence everywhere." She taunted, hoping to keep his attention on her and not anyone else.
"Fuck off you cow. What the hell do you know? You're the one who made me like this. This is your fault." He accused.
Furrowing her brows in confusion, Sara shook her head. "I didn't make you drink. You did that on your own. I didn't put you in prison, you did that. 'I' didn't attempt to kill my own child, you did." Her words and voice got stronger, but the look of anger on Jake's face made her stop.
Jake pulled out his knife and charged at her. Dropping to his knees with his hand flying through the are. Kate screamed loudly, covering her ears as Sara cried out.
Sara opened her eyes when nothing came. She turned her head to her right and saw the knife stuck in the wall above her shoulder. Jake's face was inches from hers. "That all you got." She choked out on a sob.
Smirking evilly, Jake leaned for and licked her cheek. "Not by a long shot, honey. You know what I want." He stared her down until she clenched her eyes shut as he pulled the knife from the wall and dragged the tip down her cheek, neck and chest. "I want you." He said roughly.
"No." She growled, shaking her head, but winced when the pressure of the knife touched her recent cut. "No Jake." She whispered. "Please." She begged.
"Why not?" He asked innocently, but grinned. "You like it, you know you do. You did the last time."
Her chest was heaving with each breath as she tried to rid the images from her mind. "No." She said again.
Kate scrambled to her feet and ran for the door. Jake was up in a second and across the room in a flash. "Mum!" She shouted.
"Kate!" Sara tried to get up, but Jake pulled the knife to Kate's throat. "Don't Jake, please don't." She pleaded, getting shakily to her feet and holding out a hand to stop him.
Jake chuckled into Kate's ear. "You think I'm really going to hurt my own child?" He asked.
Sara ignored him and took a step closer. "Kate, it's ok sweetie." She spoke as calmly as she could to her scared daughter.
"Mummy." Kate sniffled, closing her eyes, wishing she was anywhere but here.
~*^*^*~
"Mr. Andrews, come out with your hands up!" The officer with the megaphone announced.
A muffled sound from somewhere in the distance soon made it's apparent as the front door to the house opened and a voice got louder. "What do you want!?"
Grissom's head snapped up at the sound of Jake's voice. He couldn't see him, but his voice was the same smartass tone. Nick had heard this too, as well as Catherine, who were all now standing at the front of Catherine's car as they watched the police officers negotiate.
"Release your hostages and come out with your hands above your head!"
Jake's disembodied voice laughed mockingly. "What hostages you moron!?"
The officer turned confused eyes to Hogan. "Is he joking?" He asked.
Hogan shrugged and turned to look at the CSI's. "Where know they're in there." Hogan told them. "I saw the girl myself."
Grissom was about to step up, but Nick stopped him. "You know that if Jake sees you, they are as good as dead." He didn't mean to be so harsh and cruel, but it was the only way to get him to listen.
Stopping before he could be seen, Grissom told Hogan. "He's delusional. He thinks that Sara and Kate are his family. He's under the impression that he's doing the best thing, you have to talk to him like it's for the safety of his family." The words were bitter on his tongue, but at Hogan's continuous stare, he knew the officer hadn't read the file or Jake's psyche file.
"Change tactics. Use the 'it's best for his family' method. Don't mock or he'll be hostile." Hogan relayed to the negotiator. He turned back to Grissom and nodded. "I do remember reading his file Dr. Grissom. Sometimes it's best to not use the method because of the hostile action it could cause."
Grissom dropped his eyes and nodded. "He's smart, but stupid. He's not going to just hand them over."
"I understand. We haven't even begun with the negotiation, we have many methods of persuasion." Hogan saw Grissom's pleaded eyes and added. "They won't be put in any danger, I promise."
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Jake listened to the officer and sighed. "They really think I need anything but you two? You're my family, why are they interfering?" He was saying these aloud and turned to look across the room to the armchair where Kate was tied up and then to the floor, where Sara's nearly unconscious body was lying from one of his back hands across the face.
"Do what's best for your family Mr. Andrews!"
His ears closed off as he heard a car door close down the road. Closing the door swiftly, he scrambled to his feet and moved towards a window in the dining room. It overlooked the large field and a wood beside the house, but when he peeled back the curtain slightly, he saw lights.
Sara looked up at the sound of him moving away and then listened as his sudden cursing and him, flew through the house.
"You Bastard!!!" "Fuck!" "I Killed You!" "I Fucking Killed You!"
Before she could register what was happening, Jake had grabbed her hair and began dragging her across the carpet. "NO!" She screamed.
"You Fucking Whore!" He seethed. "What The Fuck Do I See In You!?" He harshly pulled her up and threw her against the wall, all the time pushing himself against her with the knife at her throat. "You Are Going To Tell Him!" He abruptly pushed her face against the wall as he forced her head to turn.
Sara opened her eyes to see and what she saw made her heart burst. "GRISSOM!!!!!"
"No!" Jake growled and dropped the knife to wrapped his hand around her throat and the over held her in place. "You will tell him the truth." He whispered, staring into her eyes. "The TRUTH Sara, the whole truth about everything."
Clenching her eyes shut, she choked and tried to breath against his grip, but he didn't let go. "The Truth." He repeated. "And I'll let him live and I won't harm Kate." He whispered gruffly in a deep voice, watching her eyes as he restrained her.
Staring into his devil black eyes, she attempted to nod and speak a strangled 'yes'. He released her as quickly as he had grabbed her and she collapsed to the floor gasping for breath.
TBC
[I hope the violence isn't too distressing.]
[Ah, the action. I hope your ready for this. I have no idea if there's such a thing, but SFPD is the San Francisco Police Department. The SFPSD must have been my mistype, because, for the life of me, I can't remember what I was calling it. lol Anyway, on with the story. Be warned, it gets physically violent.]
"Mr. Andrews! This is the SFPD and Special Unit!"
Hogan stood by and listened to the head of the special unit try to make contact with the suspects. So far there had been silence, but as he turned to the three CSI's behind him, they all heard a loud scream.
"SARA!" Grissom cried out as he recognised the voices and shouting, then the continuous screams of Sara's petrified voice.
Nick and Hogan grabbed Grissom and held him back with all their strength. "No, Griss, don't!, you can't go in there." Nick stressed, trying to push his friend back so they weren't seen from there hiding place in the trees.
"He's going to kill her Nick!" Grissom choked, his resolve finally slipping as he heard another scream, one less that energised.
Catherine pushed them away from Grissom and took his arm to lead him to the back of her SUV. She opened the rear door and sat him down to check his arm. Some blood had started to seep through his shirt after being restrained. "Just, stay still for me Gil. Let me take a look, ok?"
He nodded and slumped back slightly to lean against the side. "Why don't they do something?" He asked quietly, closing his eyes against the sound of the megaphone.
"They are. You know how it works Gil and I know it's different being on the opposite side, but this is what we do, remember?" Catherine tried to get him to relax as she shook her head when she saw a stitch had popped. "I'm gonna have to patch you up. You can't do things like that again, you hear me?" Although she got no response, she knew he heard her and understood.
~*^*^*~
"Stay There! I haven't finished with you." Jake pointed the gun at Sara before staring at Kate. Whatever was going through Jake's head, came to a halt by the sound of static, then a loud voice coming from out side.
"Mr. Andrews! This is the SFPD and Special Unit!"
Sara tried to get up, but Jake grabbed her hair and threw her over the edge of the couch. Kate slipped off the chair and moved to hide behind it. She hid and cried as she heard Jake's yelling and her mother's screaming.
"What the fuck is going on!?" He shouted, dragging Gavin's unconscious body to the couch. He lifted him and adjusted the cushions. "Gav, bro? I'm so sorry man, I didn't mean to do that." He whispered to his brother, before turning to Sara. "You bitch! Look what you made me do!"
"I didn't make you do anything." She told him. "You idiot, stop the drinking Jake. You're not thinking straight."
Jake stepped towards her and threw the can at her. "Stop telling me what to do. You're not in charge here, I am."
Sara pushed the can away from her and leaned against the wall she had moved towards. "What were you going to do Jake? You thought they wouldn't find out? Bet you left evidence everywhere." She taunted, hoping to keep his attention on her and not anyone else.
"Fuck off you cow. What the hell do you know? You're the one who made me like this. This is your fault." He accused.
Furrowing her brows in confusion, Sara shook her head. "I didn't make you drink. You did that on your own. I didn't put you in prison, you did that. 'I' didn't attempt to kill my own child, you did." Her words and voice got stronger, but the look of anger on Jake's face made her stop.
Jake pulled out his knife and charged at her. Dropping to his knees with his hand flying through the are. Kate screamed loudly, covering her ears as Sara cried out.
Sara opened her eyes when nothing came. She turned her head to her right and saw the knife stuck in the wall above her shoulder. Jake's face was inches from hers. "That all you got." She choked out on a sob.
Smirking evilly, Jake leaned for and licked her cheek. "Not by a long shot, honey. You know what I want." He stared her down until she clenched her eyes shut as he pulled the knife from the wall and dragged the tip down her cheek, neck and chest. "I want you." He said roughly.
"No." She growled, shaking her head, but winced when the pressure of the knife touched her recent cut. "No Jake." She whispered. "Please." She begged.
"Why not?" He asked innocently, but grinned. "You like it, you know you do. You did the last time."
Her chest was heaving with each breath as she tried to rid the images from her mind. "No." She said again.
Kate scrambled to her feet and ran for the door. Jake was up in a second and across the room in a flash. "Mum!" She shouted.
"Kate!" Sara tried to get up, but Jake pulled the knife to Kate's throat. "Don't Jake, please don't." She pleaded, getting shakily to her feet and holding out a hand to stop him.
Jake chuckled into Kate's ear. "You think I'm really going to hurt my own child?" He asked.
Sara ignored him and took a step closer. "Kate, it's ok sweetie." She spoke as calmly as she could to her scared daughter.
"Mummy." Kate sniffled, closing her eyes, wishing she was anywhere but here.
~*^*^*~
"Mr. Andrews, come out with your hands up!" The officer with the megaphone announced.
A muffled sound from somewhere in the distance soon made it's apparent as the front door to the house opened and a voice got louder. "What do you want!?"
Grissom's head snapped up at the sound of Jake's voice. He couldn't see him, but his voice was the same smartass tone. Nick had heard this too, as well as Catherine, who were all now standing at the front of Catherine's car as they watched the police officers negotiate.
"Release your hostages and come out with your hands above your head!"
Jake's disembodied voice laughed mockingly. "What hostages you moron!?"
The officer turned confused eyes to Hogan. "Is he joking?" He asked.
Hogan shrugged and turned to look at the CSI's. "Where know they're in there." Hogan told them. "I saw the girl myself."
Grissom was about to step up, but Nick stopped him. "You know that if Jake sees you, they are as good as dead." He didn't mean to be so harsh and cruel, but it was the only way to get him to listen.
Stopping before he could be seen, Grissom told Hogan. "He's delusional. He thinks that Sara and Kate are his family. He's under the impression that he's doing the best thing, you have to talk to him like it's for the safety of his family." The words were bitter on his tongue, but at Hogan's continuous stare, he knew the officer hadn't read the file or Jake's psyche file.
"Change tactics. Use the 'it's best for his family' method. Don't mock or he'll be hostile." Hogan relayed to the negotiator. He turned back to Grissom and nodded. "I do remember reading his file Dr. Grissom. Sometimes it's best to not use the method because of the hostile action it could cause."
Grissom dropped his eyes and nodded. "He's smart, but stupid. He's not going to just hand them over."
"I understand. We haven't even begun with the negotiation, we have many methods of persuasion." Hogan saw Grissom's pleaded eyes and added. "They won't be put in any danger, I promise."
~*^*^*~
Jake listened to the officer and sighed. "They really think I need anything but you two? You're my family, why are they interfering?" He was saying these aloud and turned to look across the room to the armchair where Kate was tied up and then to the floor, where Sara's nearly unconscious body was lying from one of his back hands across the face.
"Do what's best for your family Mr. Andrews!"
His ears closed off as he heard a car door close down the road. Closing the door swiftly, he scrambled to his feet and moved towards a window in the dining room. It overlooked the large field and a wood beside the house, but when he peeled back the curtain slightly, he saw lights.
Sara looked up at the sound of him moving away and then listened as his sudden cursing and him, flew through the house.
"You Bastard!!!" "Fuck!" "I Killed You!" "I Fucking Killed You!"
Before she could register what was happening, Jake had grabbed her hair and began dragging her across the carpet. "NO!" She screamed.
"You Fucking Whore!" He seethed. "What The Fuck Do I See In You!?" He harshly pulled her up and threw her against the wall, all the time pushing himself against her with the knife at her throat. "You Are Going To Tell Him!" He abruptly pushed her face against the wall as he forced her head to turn.
Sara opened her eyes to see and what she saw made her heart burst. "GRISSOM!!!!!"
"No!" Jake growled and dropped the knife to wrapped his hand around her throat and the over held her in place. "You will tell him the truth." He whispered, staring into her eyes. "The TRUTH Sara, the whole truth about everything."
Clenching her eyes shut, she choked and tried to breath against his grip, but he didn't let go. "The Truth." He repeated. "And I'll let him live and I won't harm Kate." He whispered gruffly in a deep voice, watching her eyes as he restrained her.
Staring into his devil black eyes, she attempted to nod and speak a strangled 'yes'. He released her as quickly as he had grabbed her and she collapsed to the floor gasping for breath.
TBC
[I hope the violence isn't too distressing.]