Ok, so here is the next chapter. Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I had writer's block and I was on vacation. Thanks for all the reviews!
Don't own anything but if I did I would dress Grissom better, LOL!
Grissom's POV
I can't believe what just happened, Sara and I just shared a kiss in my office, well actually it was two kisses. She walked over and sat in my lap and I just kissed her. It felt right though, it felts like it's the only thing that is right at this moment. We're going in to interrogate the guy from the house. We know he was involved because the backpack he had was stuffed full of cash from the bank.
A few minutes later I'm settling into a seat beside Sara and across from our suspect. I'm calm because Sara is by my side, but I don't know how long this cool will last. The man is looking at me intently and Brass walks in and tosses a file across the file to the suspect. The man opens the file and looks through the pages.
"What's this?" he asks.
"Oh, just photos of the of the 5 people you killed back in '85 and I even threw in someone of the 2 people you killed the other day."
"I didn't kill nobody," he said, closing the file.
"Really, then why don't you tell me how your prints got on the vault of the bank you robbed the other day? We matched the print from the vault to the 10 card we just took from you so don't give me any crap."
"I was at the robbery, I helped get the woman teller in on it and I opened the vault, that's it."
"So why don't you tell me," Brass said, reaching for the file and pulling out a picture, "who killed this little girl?"
"Man get that out of my face!" the man yelled, shoving Brass' hand out of his face.
"What's the matter, don't like blood? This little girl was shot to death in '85 at the robbery you helped plan and carry out."
I felt sick, Sara took my hand in her's under the table, squeezing it tightly.
"So tell me, who else is involved?"
"I ain't tellin' you shit."
"Then I guess you're going down for 7 murders. Guess what, that'll get you the needle."
"Fine! Fine, I'll give you names but I want a deal."
"Ok, I'll talk to the DA."
An hour later the DA made the deal with Thomas. He gets 10 years for theft and probation if he tells us who else was involved and what they did. If I had a canary I'd give it to him because he sang. He told us that there were three other guys involved. One was a get away driver and the other two helped get the cash. He told us that the get away driver, Danny Thorp, had nothing to do with the murders, he never left the car. Mark Lawrence, one of the guys that robbed the bank, was harmless; the only reason he robbed the bank was to put his daughter through collage but he wasn't involved in this robbery. The last guy was the real bad ass. Larry Galser was the one who murdered the 7 people, or so Thomas said.
Galser was 20 when they robbed the first bank, he had been a real stoner and wanted to score some cash for his drug addiction. He rounded up a few guys at a bar one night and told them of his plan. They all agreed because they all needed the cash. None of them at the time knew that Galser was actually plan to load his weapon, they had all agreed to only carry one bullet in each of their guns so that they could shoot the ceiling to scare the people. Thomas said that Mark Lawrence never even loaded his weapon.
After the first robbery everyone layed low and spent their cash. After 21 years everyone was out of money and Galser was eager for more. He promised there would be no more killings so everyone except Lawrence agreed to go at it again, this time in Vegas. No one's weapons were supposed to be loaded but Galser had lied once again and had killed 2 more people. Thomas told me that he was scared of Galser; he was still a heavy drug user and liked to get hot headed in bars.
Galser is the one I'm after, the others I could care less about but Brass has put out a warrant for their arrest anyway. Mark Lawrence is now 61 and Danny Thorp was only 18 when he drove the get away car. Thomas already has the 10 years and I suspect that Lawrence won't get a long sentence because of his involvement in only one of the robbers and Thorpe never stole the money, only drove the car so he shouldn't get that many years.
I'm on my way to track down Galser. Thomas said that he lives in Seven Hills but hangs out at a bar on the strip during the day. I sent a patrol car out to his house while Brass and I are getting ready to head to the bar. I told Sara to stay behind, I don't want her to get hurt if Galser decides to get rowdy.
Sara's POV
Grissom pissed me off bad! He wouldn't let me come with him and Brass to the bar where this Galser guy might be. He told me that he needed me to stay here and finish taking the statement from Thomas. Greg, Nick and Warrick are free, why couldn't they do it? Catherine is secretly finishing up her recent case behind Grissom's back so she's not here.
So here I am, filling out paper work while Greg and Nick play chess in front of me. Warrick is playing Playstation and Nick has called the next game of the football game Warrick is so amazed with. Greg offers to help after he crushed Nick in chess and I let him.
"Thanks, I thought I was going to be here all night finishing this."
"No prob Sara. I was wondering, what's wrong with Griss, he's not himself?"
"Well...ummm...it's just a rough case. You know, 7 people dead and it's a hot case."
He gave me an odd look and I quickly decide to change the subject. "So how's your cat doing?"
"STYX? Oh, he's fine, eating better than I am. He must be around 20 pounds by now."
Greg had recently rescued STYX from the pound. The large gray cat had become the center of Greg's world, he kept pictures of the dang cat in his wallet. He had more pictures of the cat than his family. "He's how old again?"
"Around 2 I think. Yesterday when I came home he was lying on his back with his paws up in the air asleep on my bed. He wouldn't move either, he just opened one of his eyes and stared me down. I had to sleep on the very edge of the bed."
"That's really sad Greg."
"I know. I think he needs therapy, what do you think?"
"I think that if you think your cat needs a shrink, then you're the one who needs help."
"Thanks Sar, I'll remember that when you get a cat of your own."
"I don't want a cat, it would eat my furniture and shed everywhere."
"But STYX doesn't eat my furniture but he does shed but not a lot since he has short hair. I love him to death, he's like the sibling I never had."
"But you have an older brother."
"Yeah but he never liked me so now I have someone to watch TV with and I'm teaching him to play chess."
I just shook my head.
"Come on, you can't tell me that you never wanted children?"
"Of course I did, but that was when I was a little kid."
"So you don't want any now?"
"I don't know."
"Come on Sara, you and me, just think of how cute they would be. With my good lucks and my hair and my face, and your brains of course, they would be totally cute."
"Keep dreaming Greg."
"Well it was worth a try," he returned to his paper work.
I just smiled and shook my head. My cell phone rang, "Sidle."
"Sara, it's Grissom. We've got Galser, he was passed out at the bar."
"Good, you on your way back?"
"Yeah, it's gonna take this guy a while to get sober so we'll have to hold off on questioning him."
"It's ok, we've got him now."
"You're right. See you in a few," he hung up.
Grissom's POV
Brass and I walked into the bar and asked the bartender about Galser. He pointed out a man slouched over a the end of the bar. Brass walked up to him and shook him awake. "You Larry Galser?" Brass asked.
"Yeah, whatta you want?"
"LVPD, you are under arrest." Brass read him his rights as another officer helped him escort the drunken man to the patrol car.
I called Sara and made my way back to the lab. I found Sara and Greg doing paper work with Nick and Warrick. I noticed a game of football was paused on the TV and I figured the guys were in the middle of a game when Sara warned them I was coming. Guys, you can return to your game if you want. We have the suspect in custody and there are no new cases. Where's Catherine?"
"Well she's...," Sara trailed off.
"Working her case?"
"Yeah."
"That's ok. Sara, will you come in my office for a few minutes? I need to talk to you."
"Sure." We walked into my office and Sara shut the door behind her. "What's up?"
I walked towards her and kissed her. She seemed startled at first but then she relaxed. We broke away a few moments later, both smiling. "Just needed to do that," he said.
"So what does this make up?"
"What do you want to be?"
"More than just friends."
"Good, me too." I kissed her.
A few hours later we were sitting in front of Galsen. I took his image in: he has a buzz cut and dark eyes, his jaw is narrow and his face is hard, he's thin but tall, and his outfit is expensive. I stare at him and he just stares back. I can't believe I'm sitting in front of the man that killed my family, I want to hit him. I want to kill him, I know I could hide the body, hell, my whole team would help me cover it up; but that's not the kind of man I am, I'm better than him.
"What am I doin here?" he asks gruffly.
"You're here because you killed 7 people and robbed 2 banks, anymore questions?" Brass replies.
"I didn't kill anybody," he says.
"Actually, you did. When we went to your house, we found your gun and matched it to the bullets from both robberies," Sara says. She tossed him a bag with 2 bullets in it. "See these, these were pulled out of the little girl that you murdered 21 years ago. Her name was Allison and she wanted to be a doctor, she was 9."
"I didn't kill no girl."
"Yes you did!" I yell, standing up. "You also killed her mother and 5 other people and I bet you didn't even think twice! Did you? You killed an innocent child! My child! Allison and Kate where the best things in my life and you took them away! Just like that! You killed my baby!"
That's right, Grissom has just told everyone about his daughter and her mother. Shocker, right? Ok, well please leave me a quick note telling me you wither hate it or love it. I'm always open to sugestions so let me know, thanks!