Chapter 2
Grissom made his way out to the carpark, as he approached the black Tahoe he spotted Sara chatting to Catherine Willows.
He wondered if that was what she had meant when she said she had plans for the night, was it a girl's night out with Catherine?
He considered Catherine a very good friend, both in and out of work; she was his equal in a lot of ways.
He decided to ring her and get her to work on a piece of evidence pertaining to the latest case. This way, Sara's plans would be cancelled. He opened his cell and pressed 1, this was Catherine's number on speed dial. Making sure that the women wouldn't see or hear him, Gil went around the back of the Tahoe to make the call.
She answered the phone on the second ring.
"Catherine Willows," she said.
"Cath, its Grissom. Are you at home?" he asked.
"No, me and Sara were about to go grab some food and see if we can get to the bottom of this case. Why, do you need me to come back in?"
"I wouldn't want to interrupt your plans, but I think that we may need to go back over some of today's findings. There is something we are missing that is staring us in the face. I wouldn't ask only you know that there is only a certain window of time that we have to work with", Gil proceeded.
"Sure thing Gil, me and Sara are just in the carpark, we will head back in and get started."
"No", Gil almost shouted. "Em, I mean I want you and Warrick to work on the evidence. I need Sara and Nick to be here early if we are going to go to the perp's house in the morning, so they should get some rest", he lied convincingly.
"K, well Sara is with me here now, I will tell her to head home and I will get started. Is Warrick still inside?"
"I don't know that for sure Catherine, but I will ring him and inform him what is going on. Keep me posted," and with that he hung up.
"Warrick Brown"
"Warrick, its Gil. Were you sleeping?" "No, I was just catching up on some telly, why do you need me?" Warrick asked.
"I have asked Catherine to go through today's evidence again; I think there is something that we are missing that is right there in front of us. I want you to go through it with her Warrick, can you make it back in?"
"Yeah sure, I'll be there in five", and with that Warrick hung up.
Gil tried to think what his next step was.
"What excuse can I come up with to see Sara at this hour of night" he thought to himself.
It had been easy to break her plans with Catherine, but he knew Sara well enough to know that her next plan would be to go home and catch a few hours sleep before returning to work the following day. How could he justify going over there?
He returned to his office and grabbed the evidence report that they were all working on. It had been a harrowing case involving a five year old being raped and strangled, and they had all been doing their best to find the sick person behind the crime. He knew that Sara was anxious to find the perp just as much as the others and because of this she would probably be reading through her notes at home, trying to see what vital piece of evidence they had missed. Gil decided that he would head over to her house with his report and they could talk through the evidence together.
He decided that it was only polite to ring her other than arriving unannounced on her doorstep. He opened his cell and pressed 2, this was Sara's number.
"Sara Sidle" she said.
"Sara, Gil. Were you sleeping?" he asked.
"No, I was just having coffee and I was about to read through some of my notes", she said.
Grissom smiled, her predictability was one of the things he liked the most about her. A person always knew where they were with Sara; she was always the cool, collected professional.
"Would you mind if I dropped by? Two heads and all that", he continued tentatively.
"Sure, why not?" she said.
"I'll be right there", Grissom said and as an afterthought added "looking forward to it", and hung up.
"Damn", he thought to himself, "how can I make it look like I am going over to advance the case not my personal life?" He would have to play it cool.
As he drove along he could feel the excitement in the pit of his stomach, he lowered the window and felt the breeze on his face. For the first time in so long, he felt alive. He only hoped that she would return his feelings.
Grissom made his way out to the carpark, as he approached the black Tahoe he spotted Sara chatting to Catherine Willows.
He wondered if that was what she had meant when she said she had plans for the night, was it a girl's night out with Catherine?
He considered Catherine a very good friend, both in and out of work; she was his equal in a lot of ways.
He decided to ring her and get her to work on a piece of evidence pertaining to the latest case. This way, Sara's plans would be cancelled. He opened his cell and pressed 1, this was Catherine's number on speed dial. Making sure that the women wouldn't see or hear him, Gil went around the back of the Tahoe to make the call.
She answered the phone on the second ring.
"Catherine Willows," she said.
"Cath, its Grissom. Are you at home?" he asked.
"No, me and Sara were about to go grab some food and see if we can get to the bottom of this case. Why, do you need me to come back in?"
"I wouldn't want to interrupt your plans, but I think that we may need to go back over some of today's findings. There is something we are missing that is staring us in the face. I wouldn't ask only you know that there is only a certain window of time that we have to work with", Gil proceeded.
"Sure thing Gil, me and Sara are just in the carpark, we will head back in and get started."
"No", Gil almost shouted. "Em, I mean I want you and Warrick to work on the evidence. I need Sara and Nick to be here early if we are going to go to the perp's house in the morning, so they should get some rest", he lied convincingly.
"K, well Sara is with me here now, I will tell her to head home and I will get started. Is Warrick still inside?"
"I don't know that for sure Catherine, but I will ring him and inform him what is going on. Keep me posted," and with that he hung up.
"Warrick Brown"
"Warrick, its Gil. Were you sleeping?" "No, I was just catching up on some telly, why do you need me?" Warrick asked.
"I have asked Catherine to go through today's evidence again; I think there is something that we are missing that is right there in front of us. I want you to go through it with her Warrick, can you make it back in?"
"Yeah sure, I'll be there in five", and with that Warrick hung up.
Gil tried to think what his next step was.
"What excuse can I come up with to see Sara at this hour of night" he thought to himself.
It had been easy to break her plans with Catherine, but he knew Sara well enough to know that her next plan would be to go home and catch a few hours sleep before returning to work the following day. How could he justify going over there?
He returned to his office and grabbed the evidence report that they were all working on. It had been a harrowing case involving a five year old being raped and strangled, and they had all been doing their best to find the sick person behind the crime. He knew that Sara was anxious to find the perp just as much as the others and because of this she would probably be reading through her notes at home, trying to see what vital piece of evidence they had missed. Gil decided that he would head over to her house with his report and they could talk through the evidence together.
He decided that it was only polite to ring her other than arriving unannounced on her doorstep. He opened his cell and pressed 2, this was Sara's number.
"Sara Sidle" she said.
"Sara, Gil. Were you sleeping?" he asked.
"No, I was just having coffee and I was about to read through some of my notes", she said.
Grissom smiled, her predictability was one of the things he liked the most about her. A person always knew where they were with Sara; she was always the cool, collected professional.
"Would you mind if I dropped by? Two heads and all that", he continued tentatively.
"Sure, why not?" she said.
"I'll be right there", Grissom said and as an afterthought added "looking forward to it", and hung up.
"Damn", he thought to himself, "how can I make it look like I am going over to advance the case not my personal life?" He would have to play it cool.
As he drove along he could feel the excitement in the pit of his stomach, he lowered the window and felt the breeze on his face. For the first time in so long, he felt alive. He only hoped that she would return his feelings.