Chapter 3
When Grissom got back to the lab he went searching for Andrew Lynn. He found him in the trace lab working on some materials for a case. He pushed open the door and went in.
Andrew looked up when Grissom came in. Great, he thought. "What can I do for you?" he asked.
"You can tell me what happened today." Grissom said.
Right to the point. "Nothing happened, I had a fight with my sister. I honestly don't know how she hit her head."
Grissom looked at him, "Really. You don't think it could be because you had her pinned to the wall?"
Nick and Catherine, he thought. "I didn't have her pinned to the wall Mr. Grissom. It was just a misunderstanding."
"As far as I know a misunderstanding doesn't usually require stitches."
"Yes well, whatever it is it's between me and her."
"Yes it is but when it happens on city property and the city could be liable that puts me in the middle." He opened the door; "You might want to think about that the next time you have a misunderstanding with someone."
Andrew watched him walk down the hall. "That bitch!" He swept the glass container he was working on to the floor. She was always messing up his life. It was time he did something about it. He looked at the clock and went and got this jacket. Maybe he would pay little sister a visit.
Grace was a little tired and her head was starting to hurt again so she decided to lay down and rest a little. She knew she should have practiced some more so maybe once she rested she would go back down. She turned on some music and laid down on the couch in the living room. She was asleep in five minutes.
It wasn't too hard to figure out where she was staying. Her damn picture was big as life up on the marquee. He put a smile on his face and went to the desk. He pulled out his wallet and ID, "Hi, I believe Grace Lynn is staying here at the hotel. I need to speak with her if you can just tell me what room she is in."
"Of course sir. Miss Lynn is staying in the presidential suite, top floor."
"Excellent." He turned and went to the elevator and went up to her floor. He knocked on her door and waited. He didn't hear anyone moving around and knocked harder.
Grace woke up and heard banging on the door. She looked at the clock and realized she had been asleep for hours, it was almost nine. Thinking it was John coming to check on her she rushed over to open it. She saw Andrew standing there and he didn't look too happy. "Andrew."
He pushed by and went into the room. He looked around the room and back at her.
Grace closed the door. Andrew didn't look happy at all. She waited for him to speak but he just stood there. She wasn't afraid this afternoon when she was with him but looking at him now, she was a little frightened. He didn't look like her brother at all. She wondered how he had changed so much. Their parents' death affected her just as bad. She always felt like it was her fault they were killed. "Andrew?" she asked.
He walked over and stood in front of her. "You just couldn't leave well enough alone could you?"
"What do you mean?" she asked. She started to step over toward the couch to put some space between them.
"What I mean is we hadn't seen each other in over three years. Why did you just stay away? You knew I didn't want to see you. You just had to come here and ruin everything for me."
"Andrew I.."
He didn't let her finish, "The same way you ruin everything else in my life." He started toward her again. "Why Grace? Wasn't killing Mom and Dad enough for you?"
Grace was starting to get nervous. She stepped aside the couch and started slowing backing up to the door. "Andrew please, I'm sorry I.."
He kept walking toward her; "I don't want to hear that you're sorry. I finally found a job that I like and you had to ruin it. You know how that makes me feel? It makes me feel angry Grace, very angry."
Grace stopped moving. She was suddenly very afraid. Was this man her brother? Was this the man she grew up with? She reached behind her for the doorknob.
Andrew saw her go for the door. He reached out and grabbed her wrist. "I don't think so," he said. Grace winced and he laughed. He jerked her toward him until his face was right in front of hers.
"Andrew what are you doing?"
"You know there's something you never knew. Something I promised Mom and Dad I would never tell. But you know they've been gone for five years now and I don't know why I waited this long to tell you. Maybe if I had you would have left me alone years ago we wouldn't be in this situation right now."
Grace felt him turn her around and her back hit the wall. She had to get away from him. She knew if she didn't he was going to hurt her. He stepped toward her and she felt his breath on her face. She swallowed trying not to gag. "What?"
Andrew could see the fear in her eyes and laughed. He leaned over to her and whispered in her ear. "I'm not your brother." He saw her eyes widen and laughed again. He had always wanted to tell her but he had promised, well not any more. "You're adopted."
"No." It couldn't be true. "You're lying."
"Oh yeah, it's true. All those years I had to watch them fawn all over you knowing you weren't even their real daughter. Do you have any idea how that feels?" He looked in her eyes and leaned toward her. "Do you?"
Grace she started to struggle. "Andrew please let me go." He had her pinned to the wall and she couldn't move.
Andrew laughed, "Oh yes, its pay back time. And after all this time, I'm going to really enjoy this."
She saw his hand coming at her face and yelled, "No! Please."
Andrew slapped her across the face watched her fall to the floor. "It's time to teach you a lesson. You should have left well enough alone Grace."
The back of her head hit the floor and she tired not to throw up when the pain shot through the back where the stitches were. "Help me!" she yelled. She saw his fist coming at her and tried to turn her head. She felt like her head had exploded and everything went black for a minute.
"All these years I've been thinking of ways to punish you. Make you feel some of the helplessness I felt when I watched you with them."
"Please don't," she whispered.
"Don't! You're kidding right." He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up to him, "I'll do what I damn well please."
Grace grabbed at his hand in her hair trying to get him to let go. He grabbed her around the neck with his other hand and she yelled again, "Someone help me!"
Bruce King was coming down the hall to Grace's room when he heard her scream. He pulled out his radio and called for security and ran to her room. The door was locked, "Ms. Lynn"
Grace heard a voice and cried, "Help me!" Andrew punched her in the stomach and she lost her breath.
"You bitch. I'm going to kill you for this." He heard someone hit the door and knew he was out of time. He stood up and looked down at her, "You better watch out." He ran to the other room as the door opened. He was out the other door in two seconds.
Grace rolled onto her side and grabbed her stomach. She couldn't catch her breath. She felt someone touch her back and cried out, "No!"
Bruce pulled his hand back; "It's just me Ms. Lynn, Mr. King."
Grace turned and looked and saw him, "Help me."
"Help is on the way. Don't move OK." He went and got a blanket off the bed and covered her up.
Grace closed her eyes. She was totally numb. Her mind was reeling with everything he had said. Could it be true? She started crying thinking about her parents, were they her parents or was he just taunting her. She hurt so bad she just curled into a ball.
Back at the lab the staff was sitting getting ready to start the nightly meeting. Catherine caught up with Nick and they walked down the hall. "So how long did you stay with her?" she asked.
Nick laughed and looked at her, "A gentleman never kisses and tells."
"Hmm, kisses huh? I knew it."
Nick looked at her, "Knew what?"
"That you liked her. Why else would you offer to say and listen to her play." Catherine laughed and went into the conference room.
Grissom was getting ready to start when his phone rang. "Hey Brass, what's up?"
"We have a problem. That girl you were with earlier, Grace Lynn, she was attacked in her hotel room."
"What! When?"
"Got the call about fifteen minutes ago. Did you talk to Andrew when you got back?"
"Oh no." Grissom said, "Him?"
"Yep."
"OK we'll be right there." He hung up and looked at Nick and Catherine, "Andrew attacked Grace in her hotel room. Brass is there right now."
"Son of a bitch," was all Nick said.
Grissom grabbed his briefcase, "Everyone get your stuff, let's go."
When Grissom got back to the lab he went searching for Andrew Lynn. He found him in the trace lab working on some materials for a case. He pushed open the door and went in.
Andrew looked up when Grissom came in. Great, he thought. "What can I do for you?" he asked.
"You can tell me what happened today." Grissom said.
Right to the point. "Nothing happened, I had a fight with my sister. I honestly don't know how she hit her head."
Grissom looked at him, "Really. You don't think it could be because you had her pinned to the wall?"
Nick and Catherine, he thought. "I didn't have her pinned to the wall Mr. Grissom. It was just a misunderstanding."
"As far as I know a misunderstanding doesn't usually require stitches."
"Yes well, whatever it is it's between me and her."
"Yes it is but when it happens on city property and the city could be liable that puts me in the middle." He opened the door; "You might want to think about that the next time you have a misunderstanding with someone."
Andrew watched him walk down the hall. "That bitch!" He swept the glass container he was working on to the floor. She was always messing up his life. It was time he did something about it. He looked at the clock and went and got this jacket. Maybe he would pay little sister a visit.
Grace was a little tired and her head was starting to hurt again so she decided to lay down and rest a little. She knew she should have practiced some more so maybe once she rested she would go back down. She turned on some music and laid down on the couch in the living room. She was asleep in five minutes.
It wasn't too hard to figure out where she was staying. Her damn picture was big as life up on the marquee. He put a smile on his face and went to the desk. He pulled out his wallet and ID, "Hi, I believe Grace Lynn is staying here at the hotel. I need to speak with her if you can just tell me what room she is in."
"Of course sir. Miss Lynn is staying in the presidential suite, top floor."
"Excellent." He turned and went to the elevator and went up to her floor. He knocked on her door and waited. He didn't hear anyone moving around and knocked harder.
Grace woke up and heard banging on the door. She looked at the clock and realized she had been asleep for hours, it was almost nine. Thinking it was John coming to check on her she rushed over to open it. She saw Andrew standing there and he didn't look too happy. "Andrew."
He pushed by and went into the room. He looked around the room and back at her.
Grace closed the door. Andrew didn't look happy at all. She waited for him to speak but he just stood there. She wasn't afraid this afternoon when she was with him but looking at him now, she was a little frightened. He didn't look like her brother at all. She wondered how he had changed so much. Their parents' death affected her just as bad. She always felt like it was her fault they were killed. "Andrew?" she asked.
He walked over and stood in front of her. "You just couldn't leave well enough alone could you?"
"What do you mean?" she asked. She started to step over toward the couch to put some space between them.
"What I mean is we hadn't seen each other in over three years. Why did you just stay away? You knew I didn't want to see you. You just had to come here and ruin everything for me."
"Andrew I.."
He didn't let her finish, "The same way you ruin everything else in my life." He started toward her again. "Why Grace? Wasn't killing Mom and Dad enough for you?"
Grace was starting to get nervous. She stepped aside the couch and started slowing backing up to the door. "Andrew please, I'm sorry I.."
He kept walking toward her; "I don't want to hear that you're sorry. I finally found a job that I like and you had to ruin it. You know how that makes me feel? It makes me feel angry Grace, very angry."
Grace stopped moving. She was suddenly very afraid. Was this man her brother? Was this the man she grew up with? She reached behind her for the doorknob.
Andrew saw her go for the door. He reached out and grabbed her wrist. "I don't think so," he said. Grace winced and he laughed. He jerked her toward him until his face was right in front of hers.
"Andrew what are you doing?"
"You know there's something you never knew. Something I promised Mom and Dad I would never tell. But you know they've been gone for five years now and I don't know why I waited this long to tell you. Maybe if I had you would have left me alone years ago we wouldn't be in this situation right now."
Grace felt him turn her around and her back hit the wall. She had to get away from him. She knew if she didn't he was going to hurt her. He stepped toward her and she felt his breath on her face. She swallowed trying not to gag. "What?"
Andrew could see the fear in her eyes and laughed. He leaned over to her and whispered in her ear. "I'm not your brother." He saw her eyes widen and laughed again. He had always wanted to tell her but he had promised, well not any more. "You're adopted."
"No." It couldn't be true. "You're lying."
"Oh yeah, it's true. All those years I had to watch them fawn all over you knowing you weren't even their real daughter. Do you have any idea how that feels?" He looked in her eyes and leaned toward her. "Do you?"
Grace she started to struggle. "Andrew please let me go." He had her pinned to the wall and she couldn't move.
Andrew laughed, "Oh yes, its pay back time. And after all this time, I'm going to really enjoy this."
She saw his hand coming at her face and yelled, "No! Please."
Andrew slapped her across the face watched her fall to the floor. "It's time to teach you a lesson. You should have left well enough alone Grace."
The back of her head hit the floor and she tired not to throw up when the pain shot through the back where the stitches were. "Help me!" she yelled. She saw his fist coming at her and tried to turn her head. She felt like her head had exploded and everything went black for a minute.
"All these years I've been thinking of ways to punish you. Make you feel some of the helplessness I felt when I watched you with them."
"Please don't," she whispered.
"Don't! You're kidding right." He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up to him, "I'll do what I damn well please."
Grace grabbed at his hand in her hair trying to get him to let go. He grabbed her around the neck with his other hand and she yelled again, "Someone help me!"
Bruce King was coming down the hall to Grace's room when he heard her scream. He pulled out his radio and called for security and ran to her room. The door was locked, "Ms. Lynn"
Grace heard a voice and cried, "Help me!" Andrew punched her in the stomach and she lost her breath.
"You bitch. I'm going to kill you for this." He heard someone hit the door and knew he was out of time. He stood up and looked down at her, "You better watch out." He ran to the other room as the door opened. He was out the other door in two seconds.
Grace rolled onto her side and grabbed her stomach. She couldn't catch her breath. She felt someone touch her back and cried out, "No!"
Bruce pulled his hand back; "It's just me Ms. Lynn, Mr. King."
Grace turned and looked and saw him, "Help me."
"Help is on the way. Don't move OK." He went and got a blanket off the bed and covered her up.
Grace closed her eyes. She was totally numb. Her mind was reeling with everything he had said. Could it be true? She started crying thinking about her parents, were they her parents or was he just taunting her. She hurt so bad she just curled into a ball.
Back at the lab the staff was sitting getting ready to start the nightly meeting. Catherine caught up with Nick and they walked down the hall. "So how long did you stay with her?" she asked.
Nick laughed and looked at her, "A gentleman never kisses and tells."
"Hmm, kisses huh? I knew it."
Nick looked at her, "Knew what?"
"That you liked her. Why else would you offer to say and listen to her play." Catherine laughed and went into the conference room.
Grissom was getting ready to start when his phone rang. "Hey Brass, what's up?"
"We have a problem. That girl you were with earlier, Grace Lynn, she was attacked in her hotel room."
"What! When?"
"Got the call about fifteen minutes ago. Did you talk to Andrew when you got back?"
"Oh no." Grissom said, "Him?"
"Yep."
"OK we'll be right there." He hung up and looked at Nick and Catherine, "Andrew attacked Grace in her hotel room. Brass is there right now."
"Son of a bitch," was all Nick said.
Grissom grabbed his briefcase, "Everyone get your stuff, let's go."