Thank you all Black Magic readers, this will be the final chapter of this story, however the next chapter is a snippet my companion piece to Black Magic I'm thinking of calling it Any Flower…long story behind that, anyway I hope you will enjoy both.
"Mr. Quinn, who are you?" asked the gray haired CSI
The words stung in Jonas's ears, what should he say? Of course they wouldn't believe him, he wasn't from Earth! There wouldn't be a record of him, when he was on Earth, he lived in a mountain, what do you do?
"You sure you want to know?"
"That kid just doesn't get it," said Brass, they'd had Jonas Quinn in the interrogation room for almost an hour trying to figure out who he really was, but he kept saying that was his name, "we have evidence."
"They evidence doesn't lie," said Grissom, Greg's idea about little green men came to his head for a moment but he quickly dismissed it, "human's do."
"He claims he knows Major Carter from work, but there would be a record if he did," said Brass, "but Colonel O'Neill is well respected and so is Major Carter, I just don't get it."
"It doesn't make any sense," said Grissom, "he's being honest, I think he believes he really is Jonas Quinn."
"He's a nut job then?" Brass asked.
"I don't think so, he and Daniel Jackson have pretty much the same story," Grissom replied.
"Think it was rehearsed?" Brass asked.
"Maybe, but Jonas seems to remember more, as though he rehearsed it, Dr. Jackson didn't seem that way. What have we got on the other guy they're with?"
"Nothing," replied Brass, "there's no Murphy Jones that matches his description in Colorado Springs's records, but Jones is a pretty common last name."
"We're getting nowhere fast," mumbled Grissom, "we have evidence that adds up to something that doesn't make sense. I have to go see Greg he paged me while we were in the interrogation room."
"I'll see you later," replied Brass
Greg waited on the edge of his seat as Catherine and Grissom both entered the lab.
"Why'd you page me?" they both asked simultaneously then looked at each other oddly.
"Well, I found the murder weapons," said Greg proudly.
"What?" asked Catherine.
"Well remember your victim was stabbed and yours," he said pointing to Grissom, "was shot."
"Greg…" warned Grissom.
"Look, the gun recovered from the Black's house was the murder weapon, the bullet matches perfectly and the knife you brought in Cath, was from a theatre," said Greg.
"A theatre?" Catherine asked.
"It's the type of knife used in a knife throwing act," Greg replied, "anyway, some of the blood on it, wasn't the vics'…"
"Who's was it?" Catherine asked as Greg typed away at his computer and a picture appeared on the screen.
"Stella Black," said Grissom.
"Our suspect's mother has a temper," said Greg.
"I'll say," replied Catherine reading the screen, "assault, disturbing the piece, why didn't we see this before?"
"The knife was only just given to me," replied Greg, "and she's avoided being a suspect…and I think your murders may be connected."
"Mrs. Black must have cut herself when she was hiding the knife," remarked Catherine.
"Good work Greg," said Grissom and he and Catherine left.
"Did you catch the killer?" Stella asked eagerly.
"No Mrs. Black, but we think we're close," said Grissom, "We found your DNA on the knife used in another murder, would you care to explain?"
"We have knife throwing acts in that theatre," replied Mrs. Black.
"Wrong, the correct answer is what murder?" said Grissom.
"And how did you know it was a knife from the theatre?" Brass added.
"Shit," mumbled Stella quietly.
"Care to tell us why?" Grissom asked.
"I want a lawyer," said Stella.
"Let me tell you what happened," said Grissom.
"I've given up everything for you and you have the nerve to go out with that slut?" Screamed Stella.
"You are married, Mary-Ann isn't, I do want a family Stella, this can't go on!" replied Cory.
"He was breaking up with you, you mentioned it yourself that he was dating someone else, that night you took a gun from your husband's collection…" continued Grissom, "you waited till intermission when you knew the special effects were being tested and you shot him. You ran back inside and saw Mr. Quinn and Dr. Jackson check on him, you knew they'd be suspects and decided to try and pin it on them."
"You can't prove it," said Stella.
"Then you took a knife from the knife throwing act that is put on and after the show used it to stab Mary-Ann, knowing using the gun would link the two murders together."
"You have no proof I killed either of them," snarled Stella.
"On the contrary we do," replied Grissom, "Karen Hidell is your neighbour is that correct?"
"Yeah," replied Stella.
"You often borrow things from her, right?" Grissom asked.
"Well, sometimes…"began Stella.
"Like a jacket perhaps?" Brass asked.
"You planted some of Elizabeth Hidell's DNA at the scene; she currently lives in Los Angeles if you were wondering." Brass added.
"Only thing you did wrong was cut yourself," said Grissom, "Mrs. Black if I can see you hands please, palms up."
Stella held out her hands to reveal a cut all the way down her hand.
"You were trying to conceal the knife and cut yourself in the process, I hope you realize Mrs. Black, that you could get the death penalty," Grissom pointed out.
"I want a lawyer," Mrs. Black repeated.
"I don't think even a good lawyer could save you know," Brass said.
To Grissom and Brass's surprise, Stella lunged at Grissom and pushed him to the ground pounding him with her fists, Grissom put his hands up to protect his face. Brass grabbed her from behind and pulled her off of him.
"I stand corrected," said Brass holding the woman's hands behind her back, "not even a great lawyer could save you after that little show."
The waiting was killing them, they could be up for the death penalty, they could be forced to tell them Jonas is an alien, this was not a fun vacation.
"What did you tell them?" Daniel asked Jonas.
"We didn't get very far past the name game," replied Jonas, "and I pretty much repeated our account over again, I hope they catch this person, I want to go back to Kelowna."
"Kelowna?" Grissom asked coming up behind him, "Why didn't you say that earlier?"
"You know where…"began Jonas.
"It's a long story," replied Daniel cutting Jonas off.
"Well you're free to go," replied Grissom, "we've made an arrest."
"That's a relief," said Jonas.
"Major Carter is cleared as well," Grissom added, "why didn't you just say you were Canadian?"
Jonas looked at him oddly, "Canadian?"
"Jonas!" called Major Carter, "are you alright?"
"We are indeed fine Major Carter," replied Teal'c who was standing beside Daniel, Grissom blinked a few times.
"Major, you'll be pleased to know, we've caught the person responsible for the death of your cousin," said Grissom.
"Thank god," said Samantha.
"We've been cleared," said Daniel.
"Danny, Jonas, I can't take you guys anywhere," said Jack jokingly.
Jonas blushed; he did seem to have a way of messing up perfectly innocent outings.
"So?" asked Greg rushing up behind Grissom, "did you bust her?"
Grissom looked at Greg oddly, "yes we "busted" her Greg."
"What about Mr. Quinn, where was he from? Mars? Saturn? Do I have an amazing discovery?"
"Greg, Mr. Quinn wasn't an alien," Grissom said simply, "he was Canadian."
"So Catherine, I understand you and Grissom's cases were connected," said Warrick.
"Yeah," replied Catherine, "but we nailed her."
"I heard that she avoided being a suspect for a while," Warrick remarked, "how?"
"Well as Grissom would say, you call it Black's Magic."
The rest of their vacation went by uneventfully, except when Teal'c hit the jackpot on one of the casino's slot machines. Soon it was time for Jonas to go home, he stood in the gate room, waved goodbye, and walked through the watery event horizon back to Langara.
"You know," said Jack, "apart from the, you guys almost being arrested, that was pretty fun."
"Yeah, we should do it again," said Sam.
"Indeed," replied Teal'c.
"But next year we go somewhere else," said Daniel.
"Of course," responded Jack putting am arm around him "we'll go someplace sunny someplace with a beach, someplace like…Miami."
FIN. WHAHOO! First story I EVER finished!