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A/N- sorry for the late update
CHAPTER FIVE
Warrick is in front of the computer, reading Cindy Ryan's files, while waiting for a result for their partial fingerprint. Nick stumbled upon the fingerprint when he checked a coin found in the scene. Christianna was able to give him their victim's 'missing' files, the one Greg and Nick didn't find. He doesn't know where she got them.
He was halfway through with them when Nick came in.
"Hey, War. Guess who dropped by." Nick said as he entered.
Warrick turned around and saw Sara standing by the doorway.
"Hey, Sara. You getting bored in the Johanson Mansion?" Warrick joked as he smiled at her.
"Kind of." She answered as she entered. Nick gave her a chair to sit on. "Thanks." She said to him as she sat down.
"So, what are you doing?" Sara asked.
"Uh… I'm running a partial fingerprint through AFIS." Warrick answered. Sara nodded. She just doesn't know if she understood what Warrick just said.
"What are you holding?" Nick asked, looking over his shoulder.
"Cindy Ryan's files."
"But they're not that extensive." Nick said, taking note of the thickness of the folder.
"Chris gave them to me. I just don't know where she got them." Warrick answered, a bit mystified. "She got Cindy Ryan's birth certificate, adoption papers, school transcripts, surveillance photos, her court papers, release papers. I mean everything. There's even a cross reference to all the names!"
"Do they help?" Sara answered.
"A bit. It gives us a lot of possible suspects. But Chris already eliminated some of them." Warrick replied. Nick took the folder from him to take a look.
Suddenly the computer beeped. After a few hours of waiting, they already have a match.
Warrick turned to the computer while Nick and Sara went closer.
A picture of a good-looking man appeared on screen.
"Dan Hecht, arrested twice for selling stolen goods. He's also a part time pimp." Warrick announced. "But he can't be our guy since he was only released yesterday."
Silence.
"That can't be. He was in the scene. His fingerprints were in the coin." Nick said.
"Well, his records say he wasn't in the scene." Warrick replied. Nick looked at Sara.
"Are you okay?" Nick asked in a concerned tone as he kneeled next to her. Sara was so pale, and she looks like she's in shock. She's looking at the computer.
Warrick and Nick looked at each other. They then looked at the computer. Dan Hecht's picture is the source of Sara's shock.
Warrick turned off the monitor and then turned his attention back to Sara.
"Are you okay?" Warrick asked. Sara nodded her head.
"I'll get a glass of water." Nick said as he stood up and hurriedly went out of the room.
"What's wrong Sar?" Warrick asked. Sara shook her head. "Its okay."
"I remember him… he pushed me… he…" Sara trailed off, but was stopped by Warrick.
"Okay… uh… just stop thinking about him, okay?" Warrick said. A little while later, Nick arrived, holding a glass of water.
"Sorry if it took so long." Nick said and handed Sara the glass of water.
"Feel better?" Nick asked after a few minutes.
"A bit." Sara mumbled. She was looking down.
"Do you want to go out here for a while? Like stay inside the break room a bit?" Nick asked. Sara didn't answer.
"Sara?" Nick asked again.
"I'm okay." Sara said, looking up at him. She gave Nick a little smile. "I'm okay." She repeated.
"Okay. But lets go see Dr. Robbins, anyway." Nick said. Sara raised an eyebrow. "You know, just in case." Nick said.
"Fine." Sara said and stood up.
"Okay… uh… just come back when everything's okay." Warrick said as the two went out of the lab.
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"Hey, boss." Greg greeted as he went met Grissom in the corridor.
Grissom looked at him.
"The blood stain that you got from the rope doesn't match your suspect." Greg said as he gave the results to Grissom.
"Thank you, Greg." Grissom said as he looked at it.
"Uh… Gris? You know the charity ball the mayor organized?" Greg asked.
"What about it?" Grissom asked, looking up from the paper.
"Are you going?" Greg asked.
"Why do you ask?" Grissom replied.
"Nothing…"
"The sheriff wants us to go. And I don't really know why he's insisting that we all attend the charity ball."
"So, that means, you're going?" Greg asked.
"Yes."
Grissom continued to walk when Greg seemed to have the answer he wanted.
"Whom will you go with?" Greg asked when Gil was a few meters away.
Grissom turned to look at him then shrugged. He then continued to go to his office. On his short walk, he met Brass.
"Oh, hey, Gil. You going to the charity ball?" Brass asked.
"Why is everybody asking me that question?" Grissom asked back as he looked at the police chief.
"Well, if you have seen the invitation, there is a line that says, black tie affair. Its going to be a formal event. Tuxedo, the works." Brass answered.
"So?" Grissom asked.
"Well, sometimes, it implies that you should have somebody with you, right? Like a date or something."
"Whom are you going with?" Gil asked.
"I don't know. I heard Nick's going with Sara and Warrick with one of the pretty tech girls. The Johanson kid is going with a doctor and Greg… I think he's aiming for the new girl in dayshift. What about you?" Brass asked.
"I don't know. I might go alone." Grissom answered.
"I hear Catherine's going alone too. Why not ask her if she can come with you?" Brass said.
"Jim, what are you doing?" Grissom asked.
"Nothing."
Grissom looked at him weirdly. Brass smiled at him.
"Hey, I'm just trying to help." Brass said.
"Trying to help him with what?" Catherine asked, appearing behind them.
Both men looked at her.
"Nothing." They simultaneously answered.
Catherine looked at them. "Okay, what's going on?"
"Nothing… I better be going, I think I still have some paperwork to do." Brass said and left them.
"What's with him?" Catherine asked after Brass has gone.
"He was asking if I am going to go to the Mayor's charity ball." Grissom answered as they continued to walk.
"Well, are you?" Catherine asked.
"Yes."
"Whom are you going with?" Catherine asked.
"You're the third person to ask me that question." Grissom said as they entered his office.
"Well, we're interested." Catherine said, taking a seat.
"I'm going alone." Grissom replied after sitting on his comfy leather chair.
"Ah, flying solo." Catherine remarked as she looked at him. "I'm going alone too."
"Who's going to stay with Lindsey?" Grissom asked.
"Mrs. Wynters, the next door neighbor." Catherine answered.
"So…" Grissom trailed off.
"So…" Catherine said.
Gil looked at her. Catherine looked back. She smiled.
"I've been thinking, why not go together?" Grissom said.
"Go together? You mean to the charity ball?" Catherine asked.
"Yeah. I mean, if you want to."
"Sure. It would be fun. We'll have fun." Catherine said.
Grissom smiled.
"The Las Vegas Dance Company will be there." Catherine said after a few minutes.
"Great. We can have fun… and scope for possible suspects at the same time."
