Trapped Inside
PG-13 for language/ violence/ romance
Genre:: Drama/ Angst/ Romance
Italics Thoughts
Bold Italics Dreams
"Regular text" Dialogue
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Grissom's face slackened slightly as he saw Sara stir slightly. She had fallen over from the impact of her locker. And there, lying on her was a girl, fake if Grissom was right, with a real knife in the dummy's back with a note attached. Grissom fell to his knees next to Sara. Pulling the dummy off of her, he pulled the knife out and pulled at the note.
We three queens rule over everyone.........but we are not complete without our fourth queen. The ruler of them all.......the one that will be the last to go.
Grissom's hand shook slightly as Sara took the note from him. He heard her draw in a harsh breath as she read the note.
"What does this mean?" Sara asked, knowing full well what it meant.
"It means that...someone is going to come after you too. Just like Catherine. This guy is now making it personal. Damnit!" Grissom said, slamming his hand on the bench.
"Why can't we catch this guy?" Grissom asked, not really waiting for an answer as he ran his hands through his hair.
"Maybe, we're interpreting the evidence wrong. We should go back and study it with the mind of a killer. Maybe, that way, we'll find some clues." Sara said, getting up slowly.
"Concentrate on what cannot lie..... the evidence." Grissom said, his eyes lighting up as he left with Sara to the lab.
Working silently, they sorted through the evidence, going through it piece by piece. Sara held up a picture of a shoe print they found at the crime scene. Holding it up in the light, the picture changed slightly, as if deflected. Sara turned the picture slightly, changing it again. Confused, Sara turned to Grissom.
"Hey, Griss. Come look at this." Sara said, Grissom coming over and taking the picture from her.
"This is defected. Someone's tampered with this. And it has to be someone within the building. We keep the evidence under lock and key." Grissom said, thinking about who could to this. And then it came to him. "Ecklie." Grissom said, leaving the lab quickly, looking for Ecklie.
He found him in the breakroom, eating a donut.
"Ecklie! Did you tamper with our evidence just so you could get this case?" Grissom asked, walking up to Ecklie, his anger boiling.
"Grissom, so nice to see you. No, sadly, I didn't tamper with your evidence." Ecklie said, getting up from his chair. "If you will excuse me, my....full team has to go to a crime scene." Ecklie said, walking past Grissom.
"What does that mean?" Grissom asked, stepping in front of Ecklie and the door.
"Well, if I was on the graveyard team, I would be looking for my missing partner instead of going around in circles." Ecklie said, getting up in Grissom's face.
"Get out of sight, Ecklie." Grissom said, pushing him towards the door.
Ecklie left, a smirk on his face. Grissom, boiling with rage, could tell Ecklie didn't tamper with their evidence. It was someone else from the CSI teams. One that had been watching them for a long time. Walking back towards the lab, Grissom thought about the possibilities of the day team tampering with his evidence under Ecklie's nose. Just as he passed the lab, he saw Sara talking to Kevin, the new volunteer lab tech. Walking in quickly, Grissom thought about the new tech.
Why didn't I see this before? I had been so convinced that he was good but he could be tampering with the evidence. He has access to it and it's perfect. Lab tech and tampering with everything.
"Excuse me, Kevin? Can I have a word with you in private?" Grissom asked, walking up to Kevin and Sara.
"Sure. We'll talk later." Kevin said, his last comment to Sara and giving her a wink, left with Grissom.
"Kevin, have you been tampering with our evidence?" Grissom asked, as they walked to a secluded hallway.
"No. Why would you think that?" Kevin asked, his eyebrow quirking up.
"Someone within the building has been tampering with our evidence and I don't know exactly who you are, so I'm just asking around." Grissom said.
"Well, Mr. Grissom, I've only been doing my job. But my deck of cards have been stolen. Could you look into that?" Kevin asked, smiling slightly.
"Of course. I'll see what I can do." Grissom said, his teeth clenched.
"Sara's told me all about you. If you hurt Sara again, I'll take her back to San Francisco with me. She's my queen. She's the ruler of my heart. I've always loved her." Kevin said, standing up and walking towards the door. Grissom's heart skipped several beats as his mind was brought back to the note.
"of...of course. That's all, Kevin." Grissom said, holding the door open for him. Grissom's brain was spinning as he walked back to his office. Sitting down, he thought about all that had happened in the past two weeks.
This can't be happening. What if the killer is watching every move we make? What if he's positioned in the building? What if.....
Grissom's thought's were momentarily stopped as Sara came in.
"Kevin said you thought he tampered with the evidence. How could you think that?" Sara said, not even knocking as she waltzed into the office.
"I don't know him like you do. I have to ask everyone." Grissom said, looking up at Sara.
"I trust him. I know he didn't tamper with it. He's my friend, okay? Just, be nice." Sara said, leaving Grissom's office.
"Hey, Griss. Brass wants you to go to the police station. Says he's got some news for you. Wants to tell you in person. Sounds important." Nick said, walking by Grissom's office.
"Thanks." Grissom said, getting up and walking out of the building towards his SUV.
"Grissom, you've got to see this." Brass said, walking up towards Grissom as he got out of his SUV.
"What is it?" Grissom asked, his eyes protected by his sunglasses.
"It's Catherine. She's turned up on the front steps of the police station." Brass said, stopping as Grissom stopped, his mind empty.
TBC
Okay, I know this is out of character. It's made that way. Please R&R and then Catherine will be alive. If ya don't then Catherine will be a dead body. The more the reviews, the better the story gets. For all of ya'll that review, I love ya. To all of you who don't, ya'll suck. So R&R and Mel will be happy. And everyone likes it when Mel's happy. When she's not, who knows what could happen. Anyway, R&R!!!!!
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