Thanks again!
I found Grissom in the break room along with Catherine. Both were finishing up their meals. "Hey, I've got the results back from Greg." I told them what I had learned.
"Good, we were about to go and talk to the parents." Grissom informed me.
"Need some help?" I asked.
"No, we're only going to see two of them. Brass called Reynold's family and informed them. Duncan's parents are in England for three months."
'Must be nice.' I thought. "Okay, I guess I'll see if I can figure out what kind of object the metal was broken off of." I walked out of the room and headed back toward the computer lab. I sat down in front of the screen and began doing a search. After an hour, I was getting nowhere. I rubbed my forehead and closed my eyes. I felt completely drained.
"Sara." I heard someone call my name and place their hand on my shoulder. I leaned up and realized that I had fallen asleep.
"Are you okay?" Warrick's concerned voice asked.
"Yeah, I must have dozed off." I rubbed my eyes and stared at him. "What's going on?"
"Grissom sent me to see if you found anything about that metal fragment."
"Nothing yet." I turned my attention toward the computer and restarted my search.
Warrick stood there for a moment and I heard him take a deep breath. I wanted to ask if he needed anything else but then he spoke up. "Sara, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Was my automatic response.
"Are you doing anything after shift?"
"Probably just going home to sleep. Why?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to have breakfast with me."
I spun my chair around and faced him. "I'm not sure if I could eat your type of breakfast."
"I didn't say you had to order what I do."
"That's good because I don't think I could eat what you order." I replied with a smile.
"So, does that mean you'll go with me?"
"Okay, but if Nick gets jealous, you're dealing with him."
Warrick grinned and bent down and kissed my cheek. "Deal." I watched him leave and then I turned my attention to the computer and continued my research.
After another hour of searching, I discovered where the metal came from. It came from a metal hook. I presented my finding to Grissom and he seemed rather pleased. In fact, he was extremely happy with this information. It turned out that while he and Catherine were questioning the parents of Andrew Walker, Andrew's younger brother finally caved and confessed to the murders. He said and Grissom quoted, "I pulled a Candyman." The reference wasn't lost on me. I've seen that movie. I won't ever watch it again.
I glanced at Grissom. "Where's his brother now?"
"Brass is getting his official statement. This case is over." Grissom smiled at me. "You did a good job Sara."
"Thanks." I was heading out of the room when I turned around and walked back in. "Grissom?"
He glanced up. "Yes?"
"Um, do you think I could come back to work?"
He took a deep breath. "Are you ready to talk to someone?"
"I'm fine. I'm eating and as for talking to someone, I've been talking to Nick. He's doing a great job taking care of me."
"Sara, I'm not sure you're ready to come back."
"You're wrong. I am ready." With that, I left the room and went in search of Warrick. On my way, I ran into Nick.
"There you are." He wrapped me in a hug. "I've been looking for you."
I pulled back. "What's going on?"
"I heard that you were cheating on me to have breakfast with Warrick."
I laughed. "Warrick asked me earlier. Are you jealous?"
He bent down and briefly kissed me. We were both aware that we were still at work. "No, he's just trying to help you get better. Besides, I know you love me."
"Yeah, I do." I leaned over and kissed him. We broke apart and began walking down the hall. "So, I'll see you later?"
"I've a few errands to run and I'll see you at home."
"Okay." I headed toward the break room in search of Warrick. I found him sitting at the table. "Hey War." I greeted as I walked in the room.
"Hey girl. You ready?"
"I think so." We left the room and headed toward the parking lot.
Warrick and I sat in a booth at a diner down the strip. We've been there plenty of times with the rest of our team. I glanced at the menu trying to decide on what I could eat. My stomach was growling by that time and I knew I should try to eat something. Warrick, on the other hand, already knew exactly what he was getting to get. He and Nick always order the special, which comes with eggs, ham, sausage, pancakes, and gravy. I finally decided on eggs and toast. Warrick and I talked while we waited for our food. Not once did Warrick mention my disorder and for that I was grateful. I knew it was on his mind though.
"So, how are things with you and Nick?" He asked me.
"They're good." The waitress came and set our food down on the table and left. We ate and continued to talk. I was so absorbed in eating and talking to Warrick that I didn't realize that he had stopped and was just staring at me. I glanced at him. "What?"
He smiled. "Do you realize that you ate everything on your plate?"
I looked down at my plate and sure enough, there was nothing there. "I guess I was hungrier than what I thought." I told him.
"After sharing half your sandwich with Greg, I'm not surprised."
"He told you?" I asked staring back at him.
"Yeah, he wanted me to keep an eye on you since he couldn't. He would have told Nick but he knew Nick would just hover and get over-protective."
"And you don't?"
"Oh, I do. I just don't make it as obvious." He stabbed a pancake with his fork and put it on my plate. "You still look hungry." He stated after seeing the look on my face.
"Thanks." We finished our meal and I reached in my purse for some money but he stopped me.
"I've got this."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
I smiled. "I'm going to go to bathroom. I'll be right back." I got up and made my way to the restroom. On my way, I began to feel really sick to my stomach. I ate way too much. I stepped inside and went in a stall. A few moments later, I lost everything I just ate. I waited a few moments, and then flushed the toilet. I washed my face and rinsed my mouth out. I tried telling myself that I threw up because I ate too much, but deep in the back of my mind I really knew why and I hated it. I left the restroom and met up with Warrick. He smiled at me and I smiled back. On the way home the only thing I could think of was what was going to happen if someone found out.
TBC
I found Grissom in the break room along with Catherine. Both were finishing up their meals. "Hey, I've got the results back from Greg." I told them what I had learned.
"Good, we were about to go and talk to the parents." Grissom informed me.
"Need some help?" I asked.
"No, we're only going to see two of them. Brass called Reynold's family and informed them. Duncan's parents are in England for three months."
'Must be nice.' I thought. "Okay, I guess I'll see if I can figure out what kind of object the metal was broken off of." I walked out of the room and headed back toward the computer lab. I sat down in front of the screen and began doing a search. After an hour, I was getting nowhere. I rubbed my forehead and closed my eyes. I felt completely drained.
"Sara." I heard someone call my name and place their hand on my shoulder. I leaned up and realized that I had fallen asleep.
"Are you okay?" Warrick's concerned voice asked.
"Yeah, I must have dozed off." I rubbed my eyes and stared at him. "What's going on?"
"Grissom sent me to see if you found anything about that metal fragment."
"Nothing yet." I turned my attention toward the computer and restarted my search.
Warrick stood there for a moment and I heard him take a deep breath. I wanted to ask if he needed anything else but then he spoke up. "Sara, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Was my automatic response.
"Are you doing anything after shift?"
"Probably just going home to sleep. Why?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to have breakfast with me."
I spun my chair around and faced him. "I'm not sure if I could eat your type of breakfast."
"I didn't say you had to order what I do."
"That's good because I don't think I could eat what you order." I replied with a smile.
"So, does that mean you'll go with me?"
"Okay, but if Nick gets jealous, you're dealing with him."
Warrick grinned and bent down and kissed my cheek. "Deal." I watched him leave and then I turned my attention to the computer and continued my research.
After another hour of searching, I discovered where the metal came from. It came from a metal hook. I presented my finding to Grissom and he seemed rather pleased. In fact, he was extremely happy with this information. It turned out that while he and Catherine were questioning the parents of Andrew Walker, Andrew's younger brother finally caved and confessed to the murders. He said and Grissom quoted, "I pulled a Candyman." The reference wasn't lost on me. I've seen that movie. I won't ever watch it again.
I glanced at Grissom. "Where's his brother now?"
"Brass is getting his official statement. This case is over." Grissom smiled at me. "You did a good job Sara."
"Thanks." I was heading out of the room when I turned around and walked back in. "Grissom?"
He glanced up. "Yes?"
"Um, do you think I could come back to work?"
He took a deep breath. "Are you ready to talk to someone?"
"I'm fine. I'm eating and as for talking to someone, I've been talking to Nick. He's doing a great job taking care of me."
"Sara, I'm not sure you're ready to come back."
"You're wrong. I am ready." With that, I left the room and went in search of Warrick. On my way, I ran into Nick.
"There you are." He wrapped me in a hug. "I've been looking for you."
I pulled back. "What's going on?"
"I heard that you were cheating on me to have breakfast with Warrick."
I laughed. "Warrick asked me earlier. Are you jealous?"
He bent down and briefly kissed me. We were both aware that we were still at work. "No, he's just trying to help you get better. Besides, I know you love me."
"Yeah, I do." I leaned over and kissed him. We broke apart and began walking down the hall. "So, I'll see you later?"
"I've a few errands to run and I'll see you at home."
"Okay." I headed toward the break room in search of Warrick. I found him sitting at the table. "Hey War." I greeted as I walked in the room.
"Hey girl. You ready?"
"I think so." We left the room and headed toward the parking lot.
Warrick and I sat in a booth at a diner down the strip. We've been there plenty of times with the rest of our team. I glanced at the menu trying to decide on what I could eat. My stomach was growling by that time and I knew I should try to eat something. Warrick, on the other hand, already knew exactly what he was getting to get. He and Nick always order the special, which comes with eggs, ham, sausage, pancakes, and gravy. I finally decided on eggs and toast. Warrick and I talked while we waited for our food. Not once did Warrick mention my disorder and for that I was grateful. I knew it was on his mind though.
"So, how are things with you and Nick?" He asked me.
"They're good." The waitress came and set our food down on the table and left. We ate and continued to talk. I was so absorbed in eating and talking to Warrick that I didn't realize that he had stopped and was just staring at me. I glanced at him. "What?"
He smiled. "Do you realize that you ate everything on your plate?"
I looked down at my plate and sure enough, there was nothing there. "I guess I was hungrier than what I thought." I told him.
"After sharing half your sandwich with Greg, I'm not surprised."
"He told you?" I asked staring back at him.
"Yeah, he wanted me to keep an eye on you since he couldn't. He would have told Nick but he knew Nick would just hover and get over-protective."
"And you don't?"
"Oh, I do. I just don't make it as obvious." He stabbed a pancake with his fork and put it on my plate. "You still look hungry." He stated after seeing the look on my face.
"Thanks." We finished our meal and I reached in my purse for some money but he stopped me.
"I've got this."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
I smiled. "I'm going to go to bathroom. I'll be right back." I got up and made my way to the restroom. On my way, I began to feel really sick to my stomach. I ate way too much. I stepped inside and went in a stall. A few moments later, I lost everything I just ate. I waited a few moments, and then flushed the toilet. I washed my face and rinsed my mouth out. I tried telling myself that I threw up because I ate too much, but deep in the back of my mind I really knew why and I hated it. I left the restroom and met up with Warrick. He smiled at me and I smiled back. On the way home the only thing I could think of was what was going to happen if someone found out.
TBC