I still don't own them, do you think if I wish real hard, they will be mine? A girl can dream right? Anyway, thanks for reading & reviewing. Next chapter after this should be up soon. It's written, just need to review it. This is a short one...
Chapter 8
On the painfully long drive back to the lab, Grissom reflected on the events of the evening, 'This is all my fault. How could I be so stupid? I was so careless. Wait…focus Gil. Just think about getting her back. Think about holding her in your arms again as you did on that dance floor. Yes, I will get her back'
He arrived at the lab and immediately met Warrick to go over the old Debbie Marlin case file. "Hey Warrick, you got anything?"
"Nothing of substance yet," he replied, "I mean we knew Lurie did the murders, we just couldn't prove it. One more thing Gris; Debbie Marlin kinds resembled Sara, so maybe he is trying to substitute her for Debbie in some twisted way."
Grissom peered at the picture of Debbie Marlin from the crime scene. 'God, the resemblance is uncanny,' he thought to himself. "Warrick, if he hurts her, I will never forgive myself."
Warrick looked at his emotionally drained friend and offered, "Hey, don't even think about that. We will get her back; we have to."
They were interrupted by a very excited Hodges almost singing, "I found her PDA; it's just off of seventy-one about ten miles outside the city limits. I have the coordinates right here."
"Warrick, come with me," Grissom ordered as he snatched the paper out of the young lab tech's hand and headed for his Truck.
On the way to the destination, Warrick had telephoned Brass for backup. Warrick didn't say much to his friend and mentor, as he knew this was tormenting him inside. Warrick had worked very closely with Gil Grissom for many years; he knew that Grissom had feelings for Sara. Warrick had always hoped that some day Grissom would do something about his feelings before it was too late.
Pulling the truck to a halt at a wooded area just off the highway, Grissom and Warrick both exited the Tahoe and began to walk the perimeter just as they had done hundreds of times before. This time was different though and they both knew it. They scoured the area looking for any sign of Sara, but found nothing.
"Gris, over here," Warrick shouted. "I found her PDA, she must've thrown it out from the highway as they were driving."
Disappointed, Grissom instructed, "OK, bag it and we'll get it back to the lab."
"I don't understand Gris, where could he be headed? I mean he is driving out of the city? I would think he would want to stay around so he can keep track of the media coverage. There is nothing out here."
Grissom perked up as if a light bulb went off in his head. "Butterfly World. Debbie Marlin was fascinated with butterflies. Remember the old Butterfly World."
Warrick concurred, "Yeah, they closed it down a few years ago for lack of funding. That place was a huge observatory. I think it's been abandoned, and it's only a few miles up seventy-one. Do you think--" he couldn't even finish his sentence as Grissom headed for the Tahoe and started it up.
"Warrick, call Brass and have backup meet me at the old Butterfly World. I'm going to get Sara back." With that, Grissom sped away leaving a stunned Warrick standing there on the side of the road.
Can you just see Grissom leaving Warrick standing there all like 'what the f?' Anyway, I will update soon, please review if you can. I am having so much fun with this. Never knew writing could affect me this much.