18/04/2006 10:25:00
At the lab all of the screens went black at once "powerout?" Warrick asked Nick "Nope, then the lights would go down" "What is happening then?" Before Nick could answer him it became clear all the displays showed one and the same image.
Suddenly the man moved in front of the cam and started to speak like he was presenting some weird show. "Hello and welcome to the party CSI guy's. That must be a real shock to you eh? Seeing all of your computers going black? Hehe, well, now we have more important matters at hand, to be precise Gil Grissoms kidnapping" the man walked over to the place where Grissom was 'seated' "Here we have the world famous entomologist who put my brother on death row because of some stupid beatles. So, CSI Geeks I, Nielius Exsilva give you the choice. Or you pay me 5 million and you release my brother or Gilbert Grissom will be executed tomorrow in front of the nation. You have got 5 hours, then one of my people will visit CSI HQ in a van with an opened side door, here you can throw in the cash. Also I want my brother to have a phone with a scrambled line so he can call me to tell me he has been released. Mr. Grissom, have you got anything to add to my statement?" "Whatever you do, do not pay." "In the case that you will be executed Mr. Grissom, have you got any last wishes you wish to share with your colleagues?" "I wish to have a phone conversation with Sara Sidle." Everyone at the lab could only watch in horror while they saw this 'show.' Archie tried to find the place from where the broadcast was transmitted, without any luck unfortunately.
Sara and Catherine had quickly slipped out of the Lab and drove to Sara's apartment. "So, let's get you some coffee" Catherine said as they entered the house. Cath knew that Sara had 3 things she couldn't do without: her work, Grissom and coffee. She still was surprised to see that Sara's house was so 'clean' there was nothing that showed that someone actually lived there, not a plant, not a few stains, nothing. "Let's sit down and talk about stuff" she said to Sara as she guided her to her own couch. "How did this all start?" "Well, my brother showed up about a month ago, with all of his possessions. To be precise the clothes he wore. He wanted met to help him, he begged me with those red eyes and dilated pupils that drug addicts have. I told him that he was far past the station that I could help him, so I offered him to stay for the night and the following morning I dropped him off at a drug treatment centre. Before he left he gave me 3 of these tubes and that straw, he wanted me to dispose them. I totally forgot about them until I got home that afternoon after pulling a double shift. I was broken, I realized that neither at the lab or at any other place in the world anybody cared about me. Nick was angry at me because I didn't process a blood stained knife fast enough, Warrick was pissed off because someone spilled coffee over a microscope and, surprisingly, took it out on me, you, you were mad at me because I had according to you put a dent in your car while I actually got a lift to work that day from the only person who truly cares about me in this whole damn world, Greg Saunders.
So, that evening I started with a drink. When I felt that I still had something in my pocket, it was my brother's stuff. I thought what the heck, nobody cared anyway so I took a sniff. It was as if all of my problems disappeared immediately. So over the last couple of weeks when I really had a bad day I took some of the powder and I could go on again and live my life, or what is left of it anyway.." "And I guess that today and yesterday qualify as bad day's?" Sara smiled a little. "What we are going to do now is the following." Catherine told her as she walked to the kitchen to grab 2 glasses of water. "You take one or two months off or until you are done with dealing with the coke and the alcohol, and I in the meantime go save Grissom and really dispose of this." Catherine at that moment screwed the lid of the tube with the cocaine and emptied it in the glass of water which she then poured down the sink. "So, what you are saying that nobody needs to know about this as long as I do not work in this condition." "That's right, if you do not work again until you have dealt with this, no body needs to know."