Chapter 8
"Ok," Grissom took up authority, "Nick and Warrick, go to Catherine's house. I've sent a team there to patrol the place, make sure the kidnaper doesn't call or come back. I don't need them contaminating evidence, you got that?" Nick and Warrick nodded their heads and wordlessly left the room. Grissom intently looked at Catherine, "Ok, what happened?" Catherine took a shaky step back and sat in a chair. "I don't know Grissom, she helped me at my house, she was so careful, so caring. And when we got in the car she tried to reassure me that everything was going to be ok. That's when I flew off at her. I'm not sure why, I was just angry at her all of a sudden. I said some things I shouldn't have. A lot of things." Catherine was ready to start crying, Grissom saw this immediately and put a warm hand on her back. "What am I going to do? I said some horrible things," She covered her face with her hands and sobs quietly shook her body. Grissom immediately realized that Catherine had not slept for about 24 hours. She was going home from work to pick up her daughter, and now... He looked his friend's shaking body and decided to bring her to his office so she could catch a few winks on his couch. He softly maneuvered her out the door and when he passed his office, he saw a figure sitting on his couch. It was Sara. Her hands cradling her head, looking on the floor. "Um, Catherine? Let's go to Brass's office. He's not in right now, and you could sleep there a little bit." Catherine just nodded. So, Grissom steered her away from the window that overlooked Sara, and strode over to the Captain Brass's office. He wasn't in, so he situated catherine on the comfortable couch and laid her down. He was about to turn back, when he heard a sniffle. He took off his jacket to wrap around her. Contended, he softly walked away.
Sara was waiting for something to happen. Anything to make this nightmare go away, anything. She didn't hear anyone come in and when Grissom softly tapped her on the shoulder, she let out a terrified scream. "Sara, Sara, it's me. Shhhh." Sara looked up and looked deeply into Grissom's eyes. There was concern there, just a tad bit of concern. Grissom sat next to Sara, "What happened? Tell me, maybe it will make you feel better." Grissom's eyes adjusted to the dark of his own office and he saw Sara's tear stricken face. "Shouldn't you be with Catherine right now? She needs you." Sarcasm etched her voice and cut at Grissom. He took a deep breath, determined not to blow this chance like the other two, "Sara, we need to talk. But, not right now. Catherine needs us right now. You know that, but we will have a serious talk after we figure this mess out. Ok?" Sara tensed up and the gesture didn't go unnoticed in Grissom's eyes. "Grissom, I know. I know this, I just needed to get away, I thought that I might have some peace in your office, that's all." She tried to take the conversation into another alley, but Grissom was persistent. "Sara, what did Catherine say to you? She seemed really upset. I'm trying to figure this out, but I can't, help me out? Tell me what happened Sara." Grissom gathered one of Sara's hands in his own and caressed it with his thumb, Sara yielded. "Catherine.....just....gave me a reality check, that's all Grissom. Really, I'm absolutely fine, don't worry. We need to worry about Lindsey right now." Sara's voice ceased talking and Grissom slowly nodded. He still didn't know the extent of the damages done by Catherine, and as far as he was concerned, they were tremendous. They sat in silence for a couple of minutes when Sara finally stirred. "Gris, Catherine really needs us." Grissom looked startled, he didn't need Sara at Catherine's throat or vise versa. He didn't think that the two woman should see each other right now. "She's sleeping right now, in Brass's office. I also sent Nick and Warrick to her house to start analyzing things. But, one of us is going to have to wait here and talk to Catherine when she wakes up, and one of us needs to go to her house and start helping Nick and Warrick."
Both of them knew which one should go where, but Sara turned the tables upside down. "Grissom, you go to Catherine's house and I'll wait here and talk to her when she wakes up." Sara looked determined to do this, it was the easiest way. If she went to Catherine's house then she would have to explain everything to Nick and Warrick who would not stop badgering her until she told them the truth. But, if she stayed here with Catherine, then she would remain neutral. Not friendly or mad. Just a person who was trying to their job, no more sympathy. Grissom was doubtful though, "Sara, at the moment, I don't think that is such a good idea. Maybe you should join Nick and Warrick." This time, Sara would not yield. "Grissom, you're the best of the best. This case needs the best people working at the crucial sites. If there's anything to be found at Catherine's house, you will find it. I need to do this, and I will. I'll see you later." With those last words, Sara walked out of Grissom's office and headed towards Brass's. Grissom slowly stood up and followed her out, turning in the opposite direction outside, but not before he bumped into his own desk in the dark.
"Ok," Grissom took up authority, "Nick and Warrick, go to Catherine's house. I've sent a team there to patrol the place, make sure the kidnaper doesn't call or come back. I don't need them contaminating evidence, you got that?" Nick and Warrick nodded their heads and wordlessly left the room. Grissom intently looked at Catherine, "Ok, what happened?" Catherine took a shaky step back and sat in a chair. "I don't know Grissom, she helped me at my house, she was so careful, so caring. And when we got in the car she tried to reassure me that everything was going to be ok. That's when I flew off at her. I'm not sure why, I was just angry at her all of a sudden. I said some things I shouldn't have. A lot of things." Catherine was ready to start crying, Grissom saw this immediately and put a warm hand on her back. "What am I going to do? I said some horrible things," She covered her face with her hands and sobs quietly shook her body. Grissom immediately realized that Catherine had not slept for about 24 hours. She was going home from work to pick up her daughter, and now... He looked his friend's shaking body and decided to bring her to his office so she could catch a few winks on his couch. He softly maneuvered her out the door and when he passed his office, he saw a figure sitting on his couch. It was Sara. Her hands cradling her head, looking on the floor. "Um, Catherine? Let's go to Brass's office. He's not in right now, and you could sleep there a little bit." Catherine just nodded. So, Grissom steered her away from the window that overlooked Sara, and strode over to the Captain Brass's office. He wasn't in, so he situated catherine on the comfortable couch and laid her down. He was about to turn back, when he heard a sniffle. He took off his jacket to wrap around her. Contended, he softly walked away.
Sara was waiting for something to happen. Anything to make this nightmare go away, anything. She didn't hear anyone come in and when Grissom softly tapped her on the shoulder, she let out a terrified scream. "Sara, Sara, it's me. Shhhh." Sara looked up and looked deeply into Grissom's eyes. There was concern there, just a tad bit of concern. Grissom sat next to Sara, "What happened? Tell me, maybe it will make you feel better." Grissom's eyes adjusted to the dark of his own office and he saw Sara's tear stricken face. "Shouldn't you be with Catherine right now? She needs you." Sarcasm etched her voice and cut at Grissom. He took a deep breath, determined not to blow this chance like the other two, "Sara, we need to talk. But, not right now. Catherine needs us right now. You know that, but we will have a serious talk after we figure this mess out. Ok?" Sara tensed up and the gesture didn't go unnoticed in Grissom's eyes. "Grissom, I know. I know this, I just needed to get away, I thought that I might have some peace in your office, that's all." She tried to take the conversation into another alley, but Grissom was persistent. "Sara, what did Catherine say to you? She seemed really upset. I'm trying to figure this out, but I can't, help me out? Tell me what happened Sara." Grissom gathered one of Sara's hands in his own and caressed it with his thumb, Sara yielded. "Catherine.....just....gave me a reality check, that's all Grissom. Really, I'm absolutely fine, don't worry. We need to worry about Lindsey right now." Sara's voice ceased talking and Grissom slowly nodded. He still didn't know the extent of the damages done by Catherine, and as far as he was concerned, they were tremendous. They sat in silence for a couple of minutes when Sara finally stirred. "Gris, Catherine really needs us." Grissom looked startled, he didn't need Sara at Catherine's throat or vise versa. He didn't think that the two woman should see each other right now. "She's sleeping right now, in Brass's office. I also sent Nick and Warrick to her house to start analyzing things. But, one of us is going to have to wait here and talk to Catherine when she wakes up, and one of us needs to go to her house and start helping Nick and Warrick."
Both of them knew which one should go where, but Sara turned the tables upside down. "Grissom, you go to Catherine's house and I'll wait here and talk to her when she wakes up." Sara looked determined to do this, it was the easiest way. If she went to Catherine's house then she would have to explain everything to Nick and Warrick who would not stop badgering her until she told them the truth. But, if she stayed here with Catherine, then she would remain neutral. Not friendly or mad. Just a person who was trying to their job, no more sympathy. Grissom was doubtful though, "Sara, at the moment, I don't think that is such a good idea. Maybe you should join Nick and Warrick." This time, Sara would not yield. "Grissom, you're the best of the best. This case needs the best people working at the crucial sites. If there's anything to be found at Catherine's house, you will find it. I need to do this, and I will. I'll see you later." With those last words, Sara walked out of Grissom's office and headed towards Brass's. Grissom slowly stood up and followed her out, turning in the opposite direction outside, but not before he bumped into his own desk in the dark.