Title: Crime Life Series Part 1: Success

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: CSI and all its characters unfortunately belong to CBS and Alliance-Atlantis Productions. These stories are fictional, which is also unfortunate.

A/N: Hope the reviewers enjoyed their ice cream. Mucho thanks to KELLY! LOL. I wouldn't be able to write this story w/o you helping me work out the stuff I already know in my mind. Everyone ready to find out where the teaser from Ch. 1 happens? Well you're going to have to wait until Ch. 8! I know I'm so evil. Muahahahaha. CHAPTER 7!

CHAPTER 7

After telling everyone else what had happened, either in person or via cell phone, it was decided that Greg and Nick would go with Grissom to Chad Cialis' house. Warrick and Cath still had paperwork to finish; otherwise they would have gone as well. When they arrived, Brass made sure to give them all the details he could. "We got here and waited for Sara, but she never showed, so I called you, Gil. After you told us she was already here, I looked and saw her car parked down there." He pointed out the car to the CSI's. "Then we went over to the house to see if she was there. The door wasn't locked, so we went in. His car isn't here, and neither is he, so we think he may be out on the town somewhere. That or . . ." He didn't want to say what he was thinking, that Sara might be dead. Or worse.

"Thanks Jim. Hopefully there won't be an or." Jim walked off to go talk to his officers. "Okay guys, here's the game plan. Nick, you go look in the house for signs of a struggle. Be sure to check closets and stuff first, with an officer. We don't need you getting a gun pulled on you again." Nick nodded with a wry smile and headed off towards the house. "Greg, you and me are going to look around her car."

As the three of them moved to step off the curb to cross the street, a car sped by, pulling into the driveway where Chad Cialis lived. A man, matching Chad's picture from CODIS stepped out. He walked over to a policeman, demanding answers. The officer asked the man to calm down while he got Detective Brass. The man did not listen. Instead, he shoved the cop, and then punched him across the face.

A mass of officers grabbed the man and arrested him. Brass yelled to Grissom, "This appears to be Mr. Cialis. We'll be arresting him for assault of an officer. It should hold him until you find more evidence for everything else."

"Okay. Nicky, go with Brass, print Mr. Cialis and search him for evidence. Call Catherine and Warrick and tell them to come search the house."

"Got it boss." He ran over to Brass' car and jumped in before he left without him.

Greg and Grissom proceeded to cross the street and head towards Sara's car. Grissom went straight to the driver's side, so Greg went around to the passenger side. He tripped a bit, causing his flashlight to swerve and reflect off something shiny. As he bent over to pick it up, he realized what it was, and whom it belonged to.

"Uh, Grissom. I think I just found evidence of a struggle here." Grissom hurried around the car, and also noticed the necklace on the ground. A necklace with the figure of St. Catherine on it. "Didn't Sara get this from a victim a few years back?"

Grissom almost couldn't speak; he had hoped it wasn't true. "Yes she did." He regained his composure and added, "bag it, there may be DNA. Now come on let's finish processing the car." Aside from a slight spot of blood on the outside of the passenger side window, nothing on or in the car was incriminating towards Chad attacking her. Perhaps there would be more evidence inside.

But there wasn't. They only found long brown hair, and they knew that was Sara's. From an evidence point, Sara had just disappeared. A saddened, remorseful Greg and Gil walked back to the car and drove back to the lab, hoping Nick had found something probative.

As soon as Gil arrived, he retreated straight to his office. He sat down in his chair and sighed. As he sat, his mind drifted to Sara and where she might be. She can't have just wandered off. She wouldn't do that, even in the state of anger she was in. But that leaves no other solution except that she got kidnapped. Not maybe by Chad, but by someone. And he definitely didn't want that to happen. If she was taken and something happened to her, something horrible. He wouldn't know what to do. God damn it but I love that woman. Wait. Love? At that thought, Grissom sat up straight, a bit perplexed that he finally knew what to do. It was good he had jumped though, for Nick had barged in at that same moment.
"Sorry, boss, didn't mean to scare you. I just wanted to come let you know the results of DNA and stuff. Turns out Chad is really Brian."
"What?"
"Yeah. Chad Cialis is really Brian Cullen. He changed his name a few years back, bad divorce or something. Decided to change his name and start over. He was printed before the change, and was put in CODIS afterwards for his HIV. We got two different names for one guy. The good news, though, is that there's an address for his old name. Still owned by Brian, not even up for sale."
Grissom was amazed. "How far away from the dump site is the house?"
Nick had already checked. "About 50 miles. Not too far since he's on the edge of town. Pretty much in the desert anyway. There's something else. The truck he was driving when he went home. I had the towing company bring it in. There was a tarp in the back, lovely boot prints on it. As well as a blood spot or two. Aimée should be finished with those soon. She's even faster than Greg at that stuff."
"Nice work, Nicky." Grissom stood up and grabbed his kit, his energy renewed at the prospect of a place to search for Sara. "You stay here until its time for interrogation." Grissom walked out the door to go get Greg and go search Brian/Chad's house.

Night had fallen on Vegas again. "Are you sure this is okay, Grissom?" Greg was a bit nervous at going into the house without a warrant specifically for it. "Yes, it's perfectly fine, Greg. We had a warrant to search his house. Since it appears he owns two, we can search both." Grissom walked up and tried the door. It was unlocked. "Well, the house is pretty far away from everything else. The backyard goes right into the desert. Guess he wasn't worried about people coming in." By now they had entered into the cool, dark interior. "Or anyone getting out," whispered Greg as he set down his case.

After getting a call from Nick, Catherine and Warrick had gone to Chad's house to process it. They had finished with all but one room, finding nothing out of the ordinary. That was until they walked into the bedroom. "Holy crap," Warrick exclaimed softly. "This place is a freaking. . . I don't know what." The room was painted all black, with splashes of red strewn about as 'decoration'. There was a bed, a dresser drawer, and under the window was a table with pictures of various women on them. And not just ordinary pictures either. Pictures of girls unconscious, tied up, stripped of clothing. The second most incriminating evidence anyone had found so far. There were only two girls though. Jolene and Whitney. Sara's weren't there yet, and hopefully they never would be. Turning away from the pictures, Warrick called Grissom and confirmed that Brian/Chad was their man. At least for the two rapes.

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