Mr. Fredrick's sat is his uncomfortable chair looking, for all intents and purposes, like a worried father. Nick glared at him through the two way mirror, Brass stood next to him.
"Hey Nick?" Brass asked nudging the man, Nick swung around to look at him, and frowned realizing he'd been asked something.
"I'm sorry brass what was that?" Nick asked, Brass sighed.
"I asked if you wanted to be in on the questioning?" he asked again. Nick nodded.
"No rough stuff, got it" Brass told him. Nick nodded in acquiescence and followed the man into the room.
"Mr. Fredrick's I'm Detective Brass, and this is Nick stokes with the crome lab." Brass introduced, Nick just nodded to the man and took a seat next to Brass.
"Do know where my daughter is, I've been so worried." Don gave a pained expression. 'More like worried she'll tell what you did to her' Nick thought but bit down on his tongue to keep from speaking.
"Um. Yeah we do, but I'm sorry you can't take her home," Brass spoke up, glancing at Nick for a moment before continuing.
"She's in pretty bed shape sir.. we found evidence of child abuse, both physical, and sexual in your home, specifically in your daughters room." Brass' voice changed and his eyes blazed holes into Dons forehead.
"I have no idea what your talking about I love my daughter." Don pleaded, his eyes finding and locking onto Nicks.
"I'm sure you do." Nick mumbled barely above a whisper, he stood, excused him self and fled from the room. Only to smack into Grissom.
"Hey Gris." Nick tried to calm his quacking nerves.
"Hey Nick, I was watching. Are you okay?" He asked, Nick swallowed hard before answering him.
"Yeah I almost lost it. He's so smug, he thinks he can do that to his daughter and get away with it." Nicks voice cracked as tears filled his eyes. He blinked them back as Grissom continued to watch him.
"Why don't you go back to the house, gather a few of Amie's more personal belongings, and take them to her at the hospital." Grissom suggested, Nick brightened a little, made for the door.
"Oh and Nick," Nick stopped and turned to look at his boss.
"Take a few days to clear your head, why not take Amie some where she can forget about this mess for a while, if child services will allow it." Grissom smiled and as nick left smiling.
Grissom entered the room and never taking his eyes off of Don Fredrick's sat down next to brass.
"You know what i hate more than anything brass?" He asked the man next to him. Brass looked over at him, and could see his face set and angry.
"Whats that?" Brass asked, feeling the same way as his friend.
"When some one lies to me, I get a little testy. Especially when it affects one of my guys." Grissom explained.
"We know , you know about the abuse, and we're going to prove it was you." Grissom promised, he received a smug grin in return.
Nick walked up the four steps to the door, and hesitated for a second before putting the key in the lock and opening the door, it creaked on rusty hinges.
"Man this place is kinda creepy in the dark." He murmured his hand going directly to the wall and hitting the switch flooding the front room with light. waiting a moment to look around at the mess, he sighed and made his way to Amie's room.
He toke a pink 'my little pony' back pack off the door handle, and opening draws stuffed some cloths inside. Then he gathered and few personal things, a small blanket that lay strewn in the corner, a diary he found hidden between the mattress and box spring, a few of her books from the self, and the teddy bear he'd bagged earlier was in the front seat of the truck. He took one more look around the tiny room and then flipping the light out, left the house locking the front door again.
It took only a few minutes to reach Desert Palms, from the beaten down trailer park, he grabbed the bag and the teddy went inside, and up to Amie's room. She smiled when he came in and her smiled widened when her eyes fell on the small teddy in his hand, he held it out to her.
"I thought he might be special so I brought him for you." He explained, she hugged it close, then she looked at the pony bag he carried over one shoulder. He set down on the bed before her, and let her dig the stuff out. She grew excited as she pulled out books, cloths and the blanket, this she hugged close with the teddy.
"Well, I see I chose right." Nick said smiling at her as he sat down in a chair next to the bed. Amie picked up a book and held it out to him. He took it, and looked at the title.
"Little House on the Prairie." He looked at her surprised.
"Can you really read this?" He asked, she nodded happily, but pointed to him and then book.
"You want me to read it to you?" He asked. When she nodded, he climbed into the bed with her, she curled up in his arms with the blanket and bear.
"Alright lets see, Chapter one, GOING WEST." He took a deep breath and began to read.
"A long time ago, when all the grandfathers and grandmothers of today were little boys and girls or very small babies, or perhaps not even born, Pa and Ma and Mary and Laura and Baby Carrie left their Little house in the Big Woods of Wisconsin.." Nick continued to read aloud to Amie until his voice was a hoarse whisper, thankfully by that time she had dozed off, he marked the book and sat it on the table by the bed.
"Sweet dreams munchkin." He spoke softly into her ear as he slide out form under her. He was just coming from the bathroom, after having relieved his very full bladder, to see Warrick standing in the room watching Amie sleep.
"Hey Nicky, hows she doin'?" He asked nodding at the small girl.
"Shes doing okay, still hasn't said anything yet." He sighed.
"Just give it time, she'll talk when she's ready, not before." Warrick smiled. Nick nodded distractedly.
"Hey man, you okay?" Warrick asked eyeing the man.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Nick lied, Warrick gave him a skeptical look, but didn't press the issue.
"Grissom told me about what happened earlier." Warrick explained.
"I figured he would. That prick is so dang smug. It boils my blood to think a man she's supposed to trust, can hurt her this much and not fell any remorse for it." Nick glared holes in the wall.
"Yeah well, he may think he's getting away with it, but we'll nail him to the wall." Warrick reassured Nick, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Mr. Stokes?" A harsh voice asked. Nick turned to see a tall, slim, women in her late forties, standing in the room, her blue eyes hard as stone, her lips set in a thin white line, she stood ridged every muscle in her body tensed with anger.
"Yes." He replied. She handed him a folded piece of paper a waited for him to open it.
"Your kidding me right?" He asked he eyes shooting sparks he face turned red and hi s whole body shook with barely contained rage.
"I'm afraid not Mr. Stokes. We'll see you in court on Friday at noon." She turned abruptly and left the room.
"What is it?" Warrick asked peering over his shoulder at the document.
"A court order, they want to put her in foster care until we find her brother." He Explained crumbling the paper in his fist.
"We'll sort it out man, don't worry." Warrick said. Nick folded the paper into a small square and stuffed it into a pocket.
"I need to call some one , Stay with her in case she wakes up." Nick said and left the room quickly.
Okay theres the next chapter for you. Hope you still like the story, sorry it took so long to update, been busy with studies. More to come soon.