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OK, so 1st thing's 1st, I'm from Australia, so some things may be spelt differently to what other countries are used to…like mum! Next thing, this story is set about a month after Nesting Dolls, but there has been no staff split, yet Greg is still in the field! Confusing I know, but just pretend that the team got back together after Nesting Dolls. 3rd, I'm sorry if some of the technical jargon isn't right. I'm not the best with that stuff! And last, I unfortunately don't own CSI, but I own Alyssa, and…well, you'll have to wait till next chapter to find out whom else I own! hehe!
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Nick walked into the crime scene to find a man bearing amazing resemblance to Greg and Alyssa Sanders lying on the floor in his own blood.
"Chris Sanders, 56. Just home from Iraq, he was a General in the army." Catherine approached Nick from behind the body of Chris Sanders. "David measured body temp, puts time of death at around 9 pm, just over 2 hours ago. Six stab wounds to the back; he bled out…as you can see."
Nick walked around the body taking in all angles, Catherine followed, "Watcha looking for?"
"Nothing…I just gotta check it out, to make it real, ya' know? It's like looking at an older version of Greg and Alyssa. It's horrible."
"Mmm…" she nodded, agreeing "So you met Alyssa?" she asked, snapping a photo of the stab wounds, "What's she like? Warrick and I had to leave before we could meet her."
"She seems like a good kid. I didn't get a good chance to talk to her, but she was nice, polite. Hey, where is Warrick?"
"Outside. We found some bloody footprints that start here" she indicated to the right of the body, a few footprints look like they're leading to the back door. "They continue out near the garage, they didn't look like the type of shoes the suspect in question would wear. We're thinking accomplice."
"The suspect in question, that'd be Mrs. Sanders, right?" he took a photo of the knife block, missing a knife.
"Yeah, Jackie Sanders. She's in holding, terrible isn't it? I mean, me and Eddie never really got along, hell we all knew that, but I could never kill him and I could never leave Lindsey wondering."
Nick and Catherine continued to snap photos and collecting evidence in silence until a deep voice in the direction of the back door caught their attention.
"Uh, guys, you might wanna come see this." Warrick had ducked his head in the door to tell them.
Catherine and Nick both got up and walked out to where Warrick had been working, torches in hand and on. Warrick led them to the gutter outside the Sanders' house. Nick picked up the object in his gloved hand and shone his torch on it.
"Yankee's cap."
"Blood included." Catherine finished his sentence, taking out a swab to justify. It turned pink. "So we're definitely thinking accomplice."
"Either that or the mother didn't have anything to do with it." Nick offered
"But Sara said that Alyssa saw her mother with the knife. Why would she be holding the knife if she didn't do it?" Warrick questioned
"Clean up maybe." Nick shrugged his shoulders.
"Maybe. I dunno, something is just…off…" Catherine looked down and then went back to the house to continue processing. Nick followed.
"I'm getting that vibe too. Something weird went on in this house."
Back at the lab Greg and Alyssa sat in the break room talking while Grissom and Sara went to watch the autopsy being conducted.
They talked about how Alyssa's school work was going and if she still wanted to get into forensics.
They talked about how much they were going to miss their father.
And they talked about just what Alyssa had seen that night.
"Well, I'd just come home from the movies, it was a bit after 9," she began, "I knocked on the door and there was no answer, so I used my key to get in. It was really dark, but there was light sorta' coming through the windows from next door's place. I could see heaps of shadows moving around, as if there were heaps of people in the kitchen, so I went there…and…" she paused, trying to keep the waterfall of tears from forming and falling, " …and…I-I…s-saw…" she stopped again, but the tears fell inevitably "I saw him." She said strongly.
Greg softly put an arm around his sister before she continued.
"He was in a big pool of blood, like it was all there, none in his body anymore. It scared me. I wanted to go over and hug him, but then Mum came around the corner, she looked like she was in a hurry, and she was holding a knife with blood on it. That scared me more." She swallowed "And then she told me that I wasn't supposed to be there yet…and then…"
"She told you to run" Greg finished the sentence for her.
"Yeah." She sighed "So I ran to you" she finished smiling through her tears. Greg smiled back at her, glad that she was safe. She leaned in closer to him to give him a hug.
Just then, Grissom poked his head in through the door.
"Greg, did you want to see the interview?" he was of course referring to the interview between himself, Brass and Jackie Sanders, but didn't want to let loose too much to Alyssa. He figured she'd been through enough that night, without her seeing her mother being questioned.
Greg nodded and gave Alyssa one last hug, "You gonna be OK by yourself for a while?"
"Yep." She said, sniffing and looking up as Greg stood, "I'll find something to do." She knew where he and Grissom were going and found herself not wanting to see her mother at the time.
Greg gave her shoulder a squeeze and then walked out with Grissom.
Alyssa looked around for a minute and found nothing to do in the break room. She walked out into the corridor intending to go find a lab tech and maybe learn how to use some of the complex lab equipment. Instead, she was found looking down the hallway at a tall dark haired boy…
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