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After an hour of coaxing Jon allowed Greg to search for any signs of a crime in his home. Grissom sent Warrick to help along with an officer to take Jon to the hospital. He asked Nick to stay behind to protect the two CSI just incase and to inform him of their findings.

Grissom met him at the hospital with a camera and an evidence kit. With him was a brunette woman and a male nurse. They went to a private room where Jon was given a gone to change into for modesty sake then stood behind a curtain while Grissom took pictures of every bruise and burn mark.

Then came the rape exam and more pictures of the two bruises on his inner thighs. Surprising to him the nurse found semen in his anal cavity. Grissom told him that was good because then they had DNA.

Other then the bruises and burn marks Jon had no other physical evidence on his body. Not knowing of the possibility someone living was raping him, he had showered everyday.

When they were done Jon was allowed to put his clothes back on then given a prescription for antibiotics in case of infection and had blood drawn to make sure he didn't have an STD.

Grissom took him back to the Crime Lab where the evidence was whisked away. They went to his office for privacy. "I'm officially starting an investigation." Grissom said. "I have to ask difficult questions."

Jon nodded subdued and depressed. "I had no idea," he said near tears. "I was told for so long it was just nightmares….but I knew it was different, it wasn't the same…"

"Same as what?" Grissom asked willing to believe and willing to leaving certain things out of the report.

"The burns, like sunburn." Jon said wiping at his face with his hand until Grissom handed him a tissue. "That's him coming back in death. The marks are caused by psychokinisis. Ghosts don't bruise people, not in the same way." He laughed bitterly. "I always wondered why sometimes my clothes would be removed and sometimes not, or why those different times I was always on my back or on my stomach…."

"How long has this been going on?" Grissom asked when Jon fell silent.

"Since I was released." The young man answered. "I thought I was relapsing, I don't want to be sent back."

Grissom wrote that down, "How long has the ghost been doing this?"

"He never stopped," Jon said tears slipping down his face. "For that first year I didn't notice because if the nightmares. As I got older I just learned to live with it. Except…." He hesitated.

"Except what?" Grissom prompted.

Jon swallowed. "After I talked to you last night, I went home and went back to bed. Nick was there for a while and he didn't come. And I didn't even notice."

Grissom gave him a promising look. "We will catch the man who is doing this to you." He said, "I might not be able to so anything about the dead, but I can do something about the living."

Jon nodded tentatively smiling despite himself. "Thank you." He said then braced himself for the rest of the inevitable questions.

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Meanwhile…

"Oh my god," Warrick said shinning the LED light on the bed. There were stains everywhere. Old ones, new ones…. He didn't think any were fresh enough that the DNA hadn't been washed away but there was always the chance. "There's nothing fresh here," he said aloud. "Are we even sure a crime has been committed?"

"He has bruises on almost every inch of his body." Greg said taking pictures of anything that looked suspicious. He opened the bedside drawer; there was a book, a bottle of water and a container of sleeping pills. "No condoms, no lube, no toys…"

"Maybe he's hiding them?" Warrick suggested walking over to the closet and looked inside. All he found was tee-shirts in different colors, jeans, and a suit hanging on the rack and three pairs of shoes neatly lined on the floor. Looking back up at the clothes he noticed everything was color coded. "You think if we searched the house everything will be in its place and color coded or alphabetized?"

Greg glanced at the closet. "OCD maybe?" he asked.

"Probably." Warrick said shinning the flashlight over the walls and up to the ceiling. "Hello." He said spotting something that shouldn't be there.

Greg looked up at the ceiling right above the bed. "What are the chances that there's a video near by?" he asked.

"We need to get up in the attic." Warrick said agreeing in his own way.

It took them ten minutes to find the attic opening in the house. It was in the laundry room on the other side of the house. Warrick went first shining his light causally to make sure no one was up there. When he deemed it clear as far as he could see he stepped up the ladder into the large space. Looking around he found a light switch that lit the entirety of the room with enough light to see well by. The room was clean, very organized but also looked like Jon didn't come up much.

Greg took pictures of foot prints with a ruler for scale, there were two sets. One was old, almost covered in dust and barefooted. The other was shoed and looked recent, perhaps a week or so old. "Nothing fresh here either." He announced. "Either this guy only comes for a tape every once in a while or only came up to put the camera in."

"Found it." Warrick said taking a picture of the back of the little camera drilled into the ceiling then followed the little wire further into the attic's shadows. There he found a small DVD recorder hooked up to a laptop and remote. "Looks like the guy can turn on the recorder when ever he wants." He took a picture then knelt down covering his hands with fresh gloves and turned on the computer and the recorder. "Only one recorder, located above the bed." He checked the camera for the disk and smiled, "We have a disk."

Greg grinned. "Now lets hope its been recorded on." He said retrieving an evidence bag to put the disk in and placed that in a magnet safe container just incase there was a high powered magnate that could erase what was on the disk. Warrick packed up the rest of the equipment in their own protective casings and went back to searching the attic for any sign of evidence.

When they were done with the house they left it in the hands of the police and went back to the Crime Lab. The first thing they did was dust the disk for finger prints then popped it into a player to view.

The disk was not empty.

"God," Warrick muttered, no mater how many cases he worked things like this was always a shock.

"The guy is doing well to make sure he isn't seen by his own camera." Greg said looking a little green but was trying to stay professional. "He doesn't seem to be touching anything but the bed."

"Make a copy to be analyzed." Warrick said turning away from the screen.

Greg nodded and turned off the player to make a copy.

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"What did you find?" Grissom asked the lab teck several hours later. He hadn't allowed Jon to go home instead had him sleeping on the office couch where a security camera could watch him.

"No useable images." The teck said looking up from his work. "The angle of the furniture keeps from reflecting what's on the bed. It's almost like everything was purposely made with a dull shine instead of a glossy one. The only think I can tell that the vic doesn't wake but also doesn't seem to be enjoying it."

Grissom nodded. "Keep at it, maybe we'll get lucky." He said in soft order and went back to his office to check on Jon.

However when he returned he discovered an empty couch.

"Greg," Grissom said keeping calm as he went searching for the young man hoping he had simply gone to the bathroom. "Have you seen Mr. Brendan?"

Greg shook his head. "Why?" he asked in concern.

"He was sleeping on my couch and when I returned he was gone." Grissom said thinking over where the boy could have gone.

"Do you think he went home?" Greg asked tilting his head to the side. "Being in a place where dead bodies are can't be all that comfortable for a medium to sleep in."

Grissom nodded then went back to his office to get his keys. "We'll go check then." He said already dreading the though if the young man going home and his rapist retuning.

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Jon pulled into his driveway tiredly. Nick had not returned and he assumed the man had gone off to find some answers on his side. He was sorely missed for the comfort he gave and the protection Jon felt when around him.

However he couldn't stay in the office any longer, it was a strain on his nerves to will himself not to see the dead that were passing through, either to collect recently dead loved ones or the prey on the newly departed. He had to admit though that the CSI must solve many of their cases for there weren't as many of the angry souls as were usually found in placed where they dead were found.

He showed his ID to the officer at the door assuring the man he would sleep on his couch and not set foot in his bedroom. The officer did a quick sweep on the house and attic then told Jon he would be stationed outside if he was needed. Jon nodded and closed the front door locking it securely.

Neither noticed the shadow watching from across the street.

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A/N:so sorry this is so late, i think this is the full beta, butthe end half might not be, if so can someone tell me and i will upload thefile i knowwas looked atby Omo.Also, after watching tonights epi of CSI (intitled: Spellbound) i decided to add at least one more Epi of Ghost Walker. i might also make this fic seriesa round robin of sorts and let other people write an epi, or at least suggest what they would like to see written. if anyone has an idea please EMAIL me with the subject line 'Ghost Walker Suggestions' i'm always looking for inperations and ideas.

also would anyone like to see an NCIS/CSI cross? or a cross with another CSI or CBS Crime Show?

Please R&R, even if i dont respond i always read them

Eva