Disclaimer: See part one
A/N Thank´s to summers again for her great work :)
Summary: Loosing a "member" and waiting for news…
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Sara paced around in the lobby of the hospital. Looking out of the window next to her, she was relieved to see that the reinforcements had arrived. 'Finally…' she thought, looking at the clock hanging on the wall. But since the beginning of the shooting only 10 minutes had passed.
Brass had gone to the roof with two patrolmen to stop the shooter.
Warrick and Catherine were still out in the shooting field, and from what they had seen the situation was not good. Warrick seemed to be ok, but Cath had been shot at least once, along with the two other patrolmen.
"Sara!" Grissom called from across the room.
"Grissom?"
"Come here…" His voice sounded strangely calm. Hurrying, Sara walked over to see what he was staring at.
The deformed body of Da-car was lying in the parking lot.
After a short time, Brass came running from the elevators.
"The roof is clear!" He shouted. "Go help them!"
The EMTs immediately ran over to Cath and the patrolman. Warrick rushed out from his place behind Grissom's car and knelt down beside the EMTs working on Cath. Within seconds, they got her onto a stretcher and carried her inside. Warrick stood still behind at the doors to the ER watching through the window, until Grissom found him and took him to the waiting area.
Sara watched the two men for some seconds before walking into the room.
"I'm going back to the lab." Concern was showing on her face. "They're already processing the parking lot. Some people from dayshift are working doubles; we're not supposed to work on this scene." As she saw Warricks hurt look she shook her head slightly.
"She's going to be OK, Warrick." She tried to assure him.
"I don't know…" Warrick sighed. He couldn't get the images of Cath lying on the ground and being shot again out of his head.
A silence fell over them, only to be broken suddenly by Grissom's beeper startling them all. "Greg…" He stated simply, and walked out.
Five minutes later Brass stormed into the room looking slightly pale.
"Have you guys seen Grissom?" He asked, concerned.
"No, he left a few minutes ago. What's happened?" Sara asked him, getting curious about what had made the detective this fluttered.
"We've got another officer down…" He explained. "Ecklie was on his way over here to get an oversight of the situation, and it seems that his car was attacked. He was shot once in the head and twice in the chest."
With that, Brass fell silent.
"Do you think that the same group shooting the two officers in the warehouse this morning and attacking Cath and War are responsible for this?" She asked.
"We don't know for sure, Sara. Ecklie wasn't on the list, and it seems that most of the officers who are on it were working in the field or at the court. None of that matches Ecklie." He sighed. "The director has started an internal investigation about his death. A team of CSIs is coming over from another city. At this point everybody working for the department is a suspect."
Brass was silenced by a nurse walking through the room. Warrick looked up hopefully, then over at the clock over at the wall. Nearly one hour had passed since they had taken Cath to surgery.
Sara followed his thoughts and looked at her watch. "I really should go. If you get to know anything about Cath's condition call me, ok?" She asked, squeezing Warrick's shoulder in sympathy.
"Will do, Sara." He answered.
Sara noticed the change that had got to his face since she saw him in the morning. The spark was gone out of his eyes, and his face was a paler brown than his usual skin colour.
Brass left him half an hour later, explaining that he had to go to a scene.
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Just as Brass was leaving Warrick alone in the waiting room, Sara arrived at the lab. She went straight to the break room, where Grissom, Nick and Greg were sat at the table and discussing the case. Knocking at the doorframe, she stepped into the room.
"Do you have any news on Cath's condition?" Greg asked her immediately.
"No, they still have her in surgery… but Warrick will call us as soon as he knows something."
They were interrupted by a young lab tech storming into the room.
"I got the lab results of the separate blood found at your crime scene. I ran a search at CODIS and I´ve got a match." She handed Sara a folder.
"Derio Da-car…."
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Meanwhile at the hospital Warrick was sitting in the waitingroom, his head in his hands waiting for news, when he heard a familiar voice.
"What do you mean you won't tell me what happened!" A very angry Lindsey attacked the police officer who had picked her up from school and brought her to the hospital.
"Lindsay!" Warrick walked over to her and took her into a warm embrace. The police officer left quickly, relieved to get away from the upset girl.
"They took me out of my class to tell me that something happened to my mother and that she is in hospital, but they won't tell me what happened… How is she!"
"Someone shot at Grissom and Sara in the parking lot…" Warrick replied carefully, watching the shock on Lindsey's face increasing he hurried to reassure her. "Nothing serious happened to them, but your mom and I were ordered to process the scene. We were told it was clear, but someone opened fire on us and your mom was shot. The doctors took her into surgery. That's all I know, but I think they'll get her out there soon. She's been in there for an hour and a half already."
"Oh god..." Lindsey began to cry, remembering the argument she had with her mother in the morning when she had dropped her off at school. They sat closely together for about five minutes, comforting each other and praying for Cath until a nurse walked up to them.
"Are you here for Ms Willows?" She asked them, a sympathetic expression on her face.
"Yes…" Warrick answered, pointing to Lindsey. "Lindsey Willows and Warrick Brown."
"They finished the surgery. She's stabilized and her vital functions are OK. The bullet in her neck was removed, and luckily it didn't do any damage to her spine, but she did loose a lot of blood and had to have a blood transfusion. Some of her ribs are fractured and there's a contusion over her ribs as well, which might hurt while breathing."
"I want to see her!" Lindsey pleaded, her eyes red from crying.
"She's in room number 165, ICU. But she's asleep right now."
The nurse showed them to Catherine's room. An officer posted outside the door let them in, and Lindsey ran over to the bed, taking her mothers hand cautiously in hers.
"Mom…." She whispered, tears forming in her eyes as she looked at the pale face of her mother, and the mask on her face connected to the respirator.
Warrick watched Catherine's limp body and felt the fear increasing. He tried to reassure himself that they had stabilized her; that she was going to be fine… But it didn´t work well. He watched her in the way Lindsey had watched her, realizing as well how fragile and hurt she looked. When he realized Lindsey was crying again he walked over and hugged her, telling her that everything would be all right.
When she calmed down, he took two chairs and placed them next to the bed. They both sat down and began holding Catherine's hands, watching her; listening to the beeping of the machines indicating that she was still alive.
TBC
