Trapped Inside

PG-13 for language/violence/ romance

Genre:: Drama/Angst/ Romance

Italics Thoughts

Bold Italics Dreams

"Regular text" Dialogue

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Disclaimer:: This is a sequel to My Tourniquet which I wrote a while ago. Just so ya'll don't get confused!

Grissom walked down the halls, his shoes tapping softly on the floors. It had been weeks since his night with Sara. It was still a haze but he loved every moment of remembering. But now.....his mind was preoccupied by his newest case. Grissom had a meeting to go to, and it wasn't a good one. His face was grim as he thought more and more about his case. Grissom walked into the break room to see his shift all sitting there, watching the news.

"Heard about the dead body in the dumpster." Nick said, looking up at Grissom to see his eyes glaring at the television.

"Yeah, well you, Sara and I are working on that case. Her name was Kala Smith. Catherine and Warrick, you're working on a rape victim. 6-year-old girl, says she wants her mom. Thing is, her mom has been dead for 2 years. Catherine, thought you would be good on this case since you're a mom. Sara, Nick, come on." Grissom said, handing out the papers to everyone.

They all left the room, Sara and Nick hot on Grissom's tail. Grissom thought more and more about that girl he found. The only thing bugging him is that she was only 15-years-old. Not unusual except that she dropped out of school.

What is wrong with you, Kala? Why did you drop out? Why did you die?

"Grissom!" Sara yelled at the dazed Grissom. He shook his head slightly and turned to see that they had stopped.

"Nick, Sara, you guys go to the autopsy room and go find out what killed the D.B. I'm going to go talk to the parents." Grissom said, heading back to the front of the building.

"Okay, we'll catch up with you later." Sara said, flashing Grissom a smile. Nick and Sara left for the autopsy room, leaving Grissom to collect his thoughts. Sighing deeply, Grissom walked to the front of the building to see the parents there, crying silently.

"Excuse me, Mr. and Mrs. Smith?" Grissom asked, cringing with sadness as the mother's puffy, red face turned up to Grissom.

"Yes. Do you know who killed my baby?" the mother asked, walking towards Grissom, her voice cracking slightly.

"We're trying. Did Kala have any friends or boyfriends? Anyone that would want to kill her?" Grissom asked directing the question to the father.

"She had few friends but no boyfriends." The father started but cut off. "Wait.....she did see this boy at school. They said they were studying. His name was Taylor Johnson." The father said, his eyes full of lost.

"Thank you. Your information will help with our investigation." Grissom said. Spotting Nick walking towards him. "Excuse me."

Grissom walked towards Nick as he saw Nick's outraged face.

"What's wrong?" Grissom asked, walking with Nick in the direction of the autopsy room.

"We're dealing with a real nut-case of a killer." Nick growled, his eyes flashing dangerously.

"What do you mean?" Grissom asked, his pulse leaping slightly.

"You'll see." Nick said, walking into the autopsy room. Sara was standing there, tears sparkling in her eyes. She was standing in front of the table. Grissom walked next to her to see the D.B. looking like a regular dead person.

"There's nothing wrong here. This looks like a regular D.B. What's......." Grissom said as he noticed the unusual marks on the D.B.'s neck.

"This girl was killed by a skilled surgeon or doctor. See these marks on her neck? The killer was trying to put her in something called 'locked-in syndrome'" Sara said as the silence in the room spiraled out of control.

TBC

Ooooooooooooooo! Freaky! For your information, "locked-in syndrome" is real! I looked in up on google. Please R&R! Mel likes reviews as you all should know. I could make this story a cliff hanger if you don't review! Thanks!