This takes place before the team split up because that's how it should be. Please review but be gentle I'm new at writing any suggestions will be welcome as they will be better than my ideas.
"Damn, not another" Warrick dropped his kit on the floor and examined the scene in front of him. A woman was laid in bed if it wasn't for all the scars she could almost have been asleep. Sheets lay over her pale body and cuts could be seen over her left arm, which dangled below a sheet.
"Fifth victim Lisa whittle, 31 solicitor, called in sick on Monday hasn't been seen since" Brass read of the note pad he held in front of him.
"He's getting braver" Grissom turned to face Catherine who had just walk in.
"Care to elaborate" Grissom gave her a knowing look
"Last vic was a bank manger, this ones a solicitor"
"He likes people in power and people who fight back" Grissom pulled the sheet back to revel multiple wounds over her body, she was only dressed in underwear and despite the fact that se had numerous cut there was no blood on the sheets.
"Just like the others sewn professionally. All hands on deck?" asked Warrick, Grissom nodded in response.
"Get Nick, Greg and Sara to process the perimeter, we'll take in here"
"Yer because there's always so much evidence" Warrick smiled at Catharine. At none of the other scenes had there been any DNA other than the victims but nothing to link them. The killings had happened in he space of two weeks, the killer already had his next victim in sight before he had killed the one he had.
"Warrick go get some crowd shots see if there's any familiar faces" Grissom instructed him.
"Good luck" and with that Warrick left.
"Hey" called Sara getting out the SUV with Nick.
"Grissom wants you two on the perimeter" he called taking pictures of the crowd.
"Left or right" asked Nick passing Sara her kit.
"Left" she walked round the side of the house and began dusting the back door for prints not very hopeful of finding anything.
After ten minutes of searching neither Nick or Sara had found any evidence of anyone going into the house not even the victims fingerprints.
"This is useless" Sara moaned to Nick meeting him round the back.
"Yer well maybe Grissom and Cath are having better luck" shouting from the front of the house distracted them.
"You hear that" asked Nick. It wasn't so much angry shouting as hysterical shouting.
"I'll go" nick pulled of his gloves and walked round the front. Sara was in the process of doing the same when she heard a noise from behind. Instinctively her hand reached for her gun but she jumped when she saw red sparks fly up from the other side of the fence. A firework, great she was scared by a firework as the sparks died down she went over to see who had set it off. Sara stood on the bottom piece of wood on the fence to get a view over. She looked around and saw no one the ally was deserted all that was left was the casing of the firework, this time she was distracted by a noise from where she had just being. By the time she hopped down from the fence and turned around all she could see was the fence the other side wobbling in the wind.
"Hey Sara you coming?" asked Nick appearing from the side of the house.
"Sure yer" Sara picked up her kit and headed back to the car.
"You guy's get anything?" asked Nick meeting the rest of the group at the front of the house.
"No, man no one in the crowd looked familiar"
"And the house was clean. Maybe when we find this guy they could do my cleaning" smiled Cath "you got anything?"
"No nothing I can't find any trace of anyone going into the house.
"Hey" Brass came over "just got a call they found the victims car abandoned in the desert"
"Cath you take Sara and get Greg go and examine the car. Nick you go to her work talk to everyone there. Warrick you and me are going with the body remember he's probably already chose his next victim so where on a clock" Grissom finished.
"Hey, hey sorry I'm late it's just…" Greg was interrupted by Cath "come on your with us" she said getting into the car.
"Oh come on I just get her you could at least let me have a drink" Greg pleaded looking at Sara who was just finishing a bottle of water.
"Sorry Greg all gone" she smiled getting into the passenger seat.
"So doc what we got?" asked Grissom entering the morgue followed by Warrick.
"Well mostly the same as the other" answered the doc. "lots of bruising multiple cuts all sutured professionally with the same type of thread a gave a sample to trace." Warrick looked up and down the body until he noticed that the doc had cut her stomach open.
"What with that?" asked Warrick pointing.
"Well I was just getting to that, like the other victims she had recently fought of a infection, only this one was different much stronger than the others, caused damage to her stomach lining and internal bleeding"
"COD?" asked Grissom.
"Suffocation and no there are no fibres only scratch marks whatever suffocated her was pushed down her throat and it was not fabric, I've sent a sample of her blood to tox as it still had traces of infection in it."
"Thanks" called Grissom already half way out the door.
"So what you thinking, the guy knew they were all sick and waited till then to abduct them?" asked Warrick catching Grissom up in the corridor.
"I think we need to go to tox" replied Grissom.
"Come on I mean you have a theory"
"He likes power and suffering, he bleeds these women then helps them stops them from bleeding to death that gives him power, maybe he likes to help these sick women"
"Yer or just controlling them" muttered Warrick.
"So Hodges what you got for us?" asked Grissom (yes I do know Hodges doesn't do tox but I can't think of who does)
"Man made" he smiled.
"Poison"
"Yes and a fast acting one well in the sense it takes effect quickly however this poison was not made to kill it doesn't have anything deadly in it"
"So what does it have?" asked Grissom.
"Well so far a very strong flu virus mixed with weak pneumonia and a type of bacteria that eats the stomach lining" answered Hodges.
"So this woman was sick for some time so she must have seen a doctor"
"So must the others. I think we just found our link" smiled Grissom.
"So why dump the car in the desert?" asked Greg trying to make conversation the drive over was taking a long time and he was becoming board.
"I don't know Greg that's what we're going to find out," answered Catherine sharply.
"So Sara want to play I spy?" Grinned Greg. Sara had her head against the cool glass of the window despite the air con being on she felt like she was in a oven and it was giving her a head ache. "No Greg"
"We'll some people got out the bed the wrong side," he mumbled loud enough for them to hear.
"Fine I spy something beginning with D," replied Cath.
"HAHA funny desert"
"No, doughnut"
"What? Where?" asked Greg looking around.
"You missed it," replied Cath "never mind were here now" she said pulling up.
"Cheater" mumbled Greg.
"Sara you coming?" asked Cath snapping Sara awake. "Yer" she mumbled barley audible.
A lonely jeep was left about 50 miles from the nearest road. "There's only one set of tracks," cried Cath in exasperation looking around.
"So how they get out?" Asked Greg looking in the car.
Sara could hear them talking but their voices where beginning to mumbled and all she could feel was the heat and slight ache in her stomach she had ever since getting out the car.
"Tracks" shouted Greg a little too excitedly pointing in the direction they led.
"Well I can't see the end guess were going for a ride"
"Yes" called Greg jumping in front seat "I call shot gun" he smiled broadly at Sara who did not return it. The ache in her stomach was quickly turning into a pain.
"Come on Sara look lively" said Cath getting in the drivers seat as Sara placed her kit in the back.
Ten minutes later and they were still driving about three meters to the side of the tracks which showed no sign of ending, the tacks continued along a make shift road that bounced the car abut.
"Cath maybe if you went slower it wouldn't jolt so much" Sara said her voice only just raided above Greg shouting every time they hit a bump. Sara's stomach was now doing somersaults ad the bouncing wasn't helping she had her window fully down but that didn't seem to lift the heat.
"Don't tell me you get car sick" cried Greg turning to look at Sara. Her face was pale and beads of sweat were forming along her hairline.
"You better not get carsick in my car" shouted Cath not realising that Sara did actually feel sick.
"Er Cath" Greg tapped her shoulder so she slowed he car to a halt and turned to face Sara.
"Whoah Sara if you felt sick you should had told me" Cath went straight into mother mode, which Sara did not like.
"I'm fine it was just a little bumpy," replied Sara forcing the nausea to go away.
"Maybe we should walk form here anyway look" he pointed to a small house hidden behind some trees. "I bet our trail ends there" he said hoping out the car quickly followed by Sara hoping that would make her feel better.
"I'll call Brass encase we need back up" said Cath getting her phone out.
"We'll this is nice and homely" said Greg looking inside the house. It was as clean as the crime scenes.
"Brass is on his way. Well this defiantly looks like our guy's. Sara are you ok?" asked Cath looking at Sara who was still stood outside.
"I'll check the perimeter" she called disappearing from view and grabbing her stomach as a pain shot through it she lent against the side of the house placing her hands on her knees and taking deep breathes until it subsided.
"Nothing" called Greg five minutes later after checking the bathroom.
"Same here" said Catherine who had looked over the only other room set out as a living room. "So he didn't kill them here, unless Sara got anything"
"CATH" Brass shouted from outside causing her to jump she had no idea he had even arrived.
Brass had being on his way to meet them so wasn't far behind. Only when he arrived he found Sara crouched on the ground at first he thought she was collecting evidence until he saw she had both arms rapped around her self.
"Wh…" Cath didn't even finish her word before rushing over to Sara.
"I'll call a ambulance" Brass got on his radio Sara was about to object when a wave of nausea hit her.
"Cath I'm going be sick" she managed to get out before moving her head away from Cath and violently emptying her stomach contents.
"Greg there's a bucket in the back of the car" called Cath pulling Sara's hair from her face.
"I'm on it he called" racing over to the car.
"Ambulance should be twenty minutes tops," said Brass walking over to Sara.
"Sorry" she mumbled afraid that opening her mouth fully would make her sick again.
"Here" Greg handed Cath the bucket who placed it in front of Sara as she began coughing and gagging. Greg turned his head he didn't like to see people ill. Cath noticed this and ordered him to carry on searching the house, Greg gratefully accepted as Sara gagging became her being sick again. Cath gently rubbed her back and felt her forehead.
"Sara you've got a fever, why didn't you tell us you felt ill?" asked Cath.
"I didn't not until the drive over"
"Sara you can't get a fever just like that" Cath was going to tell her of but seeing the distress she was in decided that could wait until later.
"Hodges what's with the page" asked Warrick carrying a pile of files.
"Poison was admitted orally"
"Orally so he may have given it to them after he abducted them so this could be a waste of time" he dropped the files onto the table.
"MAY be a waste of time may not" said Grissom picking up a file.
"He probably already got his next victim and is torturing them" Warrick plonked himself into a chair.
"Yes or they may just be experiencing the flu and not even know they are in danger"
"Hey did they find anything on the car?" asked Warrick.
"Last I heard they had followed the tracks to a house, Cath said she would call if they found anything"
"Great so until then file time" said Warrick putting on a false smile.
