My Tourniquet
PG-13 for language/ romance/ violence
Genre:: Romance/ Drama/ Angst
Italics Thoughts
"Regular Text" Dialogue
Bold Italics Dreams
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All the air vanished out of Grissom. He had no idea what to do. Brass showed up moments later. He had been overseeing the recording of the tape.
"What happened? I heard a gun shot and.....oh-no." Brass said, seeing Catherine's and Grissom's stricken faces. Brass took up on the cue. Pulling his gun out, he yelled, "Las Vegas Police!" and busted the door open. Lying on the ground was the man, covered in blood, only in his boxers. Sara was in the corner, holding the gun up, shaking vigorously.
"Sara? It's okay. Put the gun down. It's over." Grissom said, carefully walking over to comfort Sara. She put down the gun, and stood up gingerly as if she had a broken leg. Grissom quickly walked to her and moments later, she was crying in his shoulder.
"Shhhhhhh........it's all over. He's dead." Grissom soothed, patting Sara on the back.
"I'm going to be prosecuted in court, Griss! It's not okay. What if they find me guilty? I'll be sent to jail and will have no prospect of ever being a CSI investigator ever again!" Sara whimpered, her body tired and worn.
"You won't be......." Grissom started but was suddenly cut off by Brass.
"She will be. We have no idea whether or not she was acting in self-defense or in anger. We'll have to prosecute her. It's what we have to do." Brass stated looking sorrowful eyes to Sara. "Miss Sidle, you are under arrest for the possible murder of....what was his name?" Brass asked, turning to Sara.
"He said his name was John Windinger." She said, her worst possibilities coming true.
"Miss Sidle, you are under arrest for the possible murder of John Windinger. You have the right to remain silent because anything you do or say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to a lawyer. If you do not already have one or cannot afford one, the court will provide you with one. You....." Brass said, but Grissom cut him off.
"She knows what rights she has, Brass." Grissom said, leading Sara out of the house.
"Sorry, but that's what it says we have to do. Tell the suspect their rights. We'll set up a court date. You better find as much evidence as you can because I don't think her case on self-defense won't fly without help. Sorry, Grissom." Brass said, leaving the house ahead of the others.
A week later...........
"Hey, Grissom." Sara said, fully recovered from the trauma of the accident. She entered Grissom's office, in a nice outfit as if she was going to a nice dinner party.
"Why are you looking so nice?" Grissom asked, looking up from his tarantula.
"Remember? I have a court date I have to go to." Sara said, her voice cracking slightly.
"You'll do fine. Just tell the truth. The judge will hear you out. You were kidnapped and you acted in self-defense. Don't worry." Grissom said, sensing Sara's nervousness.
"Yeah, I know. Could you come for some moral support?" Sara asked, walking over to his desk.
"I can't. Catherine and I are working on a huge case. A movie star turned up dead in his apartment. Nick and Warrick are working on a dead guy in the desert. The D.B. was like silly putty. Slimy and mostly liquid. Sorry I can't make it. Like I said, you'll do fine." Grissom said, smiling at Sara.
"I'll see you later then. That is, if I'm not guilty. Good luck on your case. Bye." Sara said, leaving the office, butterflies swarming in her stomach.
Sara arrived at the courthouse with 5 minutes to spare. She sighed and thought over what she was going to say.
They can't find me guilty. I was within my boundaries to attack. Ability, opportunity, and jeopardy. I'll be fine. Like Grissom said, the judge will hear me out.
And with that happy thought, Sara walked into the courtroom, the blood pumping in her ears.
TBC
Okay, I know this is getting weird but what the heck? I mean, I learned in this one gun class I was going to that if you shoot someone, you're getting yourself in a butt load of trouble. You have to go to court and be able to explain stuff. So I'm extending this a bit. I was planning on this just going until Grissom found Sara and everyone lived happily ever after. But noooooooo....... I had to go and make it confusing. Anyway, R&R please! Tankies!