Disclaimer: I don't any CSI or any of the characters.
Sara looked at the db man that was slump over the stack of empty beer bottles.
"He's been dead for least than a hour," David said.
"Thanks David. Did you get any identification off him?" ask Sara.
"Yeah, Matt Swanson, age 29." David answered.
"Thanks again."
David nodded and left Sara. She took out a camera and took a few pictures of the body. She notices a bruise around his neck.
This is the third victim tonight that died of suffocation Sara realizes, remembering her co-workers case.
She then started to look around for evidence. She searches high and low, in every crack and even around Matt.
But she found nothing, nothing to tie her to the killer.
Knock-Knock
"Anybody home?" Grissom yelled.
They opened the door.
"Landowner did say he lived by himself." Catherine said.
They walked further into the apartment, and Grissom turned the switch on with his latex cover hand.
It light up and they saw a parrot cage on the floor, the rug all mess up.
"I think this is where he actually died." Catherine said.
"For once I agree with you." Grissom joked, which sent him an evil glare from Catherine.
"Where's the parrot?" wondered Catherine.
Grissom shrugs his shoulder as he bend down closer to the cage, taking a few pictures while Catherine went off and search his apartment.
Grissom took out his flash light and shined at the cage. He saw hair fibers on it. Possible the vic's. He then places it in a small paper envelope.
Meanwhile in Jake's room, Catherine threw his sheets off and uses the ALS to check for semen. Nothing.
She putted it away and left the room.
"No sign off any woman in this apartment." Catherine said, "There's nothing, zip, nada, goose-egg."
Grissom looked at her, "There's always a clue."
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"I can't believe it!" Sara yelled when she entered the layout room.
Nick and Warrick who was already in there looking at the garbage that their vic was top of.
"What's wrong?" Warrick asked.
"My case, there's no evidence of the guy having any jealous girlfriends or friends. I only know where and how he died, but I just don't know the who and the why!" Sara yelled and slumps into the chair next to the two men.
"Did you check the apartment?" Warrick asks.
"Yeah, nothing!"
"We're having the same luck too."
"How did your vic die?" Nick asks.
"Suffocation, why?"
Nick felt his eyes widen.
"That's how our vic and Grissom and Catherine's vic died too!"
"Wait Nick, maybe it's just a coincidence!" Sara said.
"No maybe it's a serial killer on the loose." Nick said.
"Nick! Even if they are killed the same way, we don't have any evidence of what they had in common for the same killer to kill them."
"I know Greg's working on it." Nick sigh, "But they're both thirty."
"Matt Swanson is twenty-nine!" Sara said.
"Who's Matt?"
"My victim."
"See Nick!" Warrick said, "A coincidence!"
"Where did he die?" Nick ask Sara, ignoring Warrick.
"He was found on top of a stack of empty beer bottles."
"Ok, a dumpster, an alley way, and a stack of empty beer bottles..hmm."
"I'm leaving! Nick is acting so weird!" Sara said and she left, heading towards the DNA lab.
"Hey Greg!" she greeted.
Greg eyes lifted from the computer and he waved at Sara.
"Yo!"
"What ya doing?"
"Waiting for the result to come up."
"On Nick's case."
"And Grissom's."
"Could you add my vic to it?"
Greg looked at her, "Why?"
"I don't know, cause he was killed by suffocation too and I want to prove to Nick that it's not a serial killer."
Greg nodded. "Whats his name?"
"Matt Swanson."
Greg looked at her, in shock, but turned back to the computer. Why do I feel like I know these people? He wondered.
He click stop, then typed in, John Denvor, Jake Berenson, Matt Swanson.
"Check!" he said, when he press entered.
They heard a high pitch beep and Greg looked up he turned to Sara.
"My Blue Hawaiian coffee is ready could you print out the result if it comes up?"
"Get me a cup too!" Sara called and looked at the computer.
It was only five seconds when Greg left that the result pop up.
"Heather Riverdale Case?" Sara read, she clicked on it and scans through the article.
"Oh my god!" she exclaimed.
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Nick and Warrick groaned, "Nothing on the trash!"
"How the case guys?" Catherine asks as she and Grissom entered the room.
"We got nothing." Nick moaned.
"Same with us!" Catherine said.
"GUYS!" Sara yelled. "Good thing you're all still here!"
"What is it?" they asked in unison.
"Nick's right, all the victim from our cases were killed by the same guy." Sara explained.
"I told ya!" Nick got up, shouting.
"I sense something else." Grissom said.
"Seven years ago four guys testify against a man name Fred Mcdermick. They saw him dumping a girl name Heather Riverdale in the alleyway after they dump garbage in the dumpster and putted away stacks of empty beer bottles."
"Dumpster, Alleyway, empty beer bottles.." Nick repeated.
"Fred tried to get away from the witnesses but one of them caught up with up. Fred tried to kill him but he shot him in the shoulder. That was when the police came."
"No wonder why Fred killed these guys, he would have gotten away scout free if it wasn't for those witnesses." Grissom said.
"I think he would want to kill the guy who shot him." Warrick pointed out.
"Our victims weren't the one that shot him, it was the youngest of the four." Sara explained, her face starting to get white.
"So maybe he killed these guys to tell the youngest that he was out of jail." Nick said.
"But how would the other guy know… unless he worked here or something." Catherine said.
They looked at Sara who had a scared and sad look on her face.
"The guy is…is…"
Sara took a deep breath,
"Greg."
A/N: The CSIs finally find out, but does Greg know? Stay tune…
