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Chapter: 3
Gil was in his way back to the lab with the evidence when his cell phone rang.
"Grissom." He said, answering it to hear Nick's voice on the other end.
"Hey, Grissom, Sara and I were processing the DB when she found a note."
Gil waited, expecting to hear more.
"And..." He persisted.
"And...Well, you should come down here and see this."
"Nick," Gil sighed, "Just bag the note and bring it back to CSI, I'll see it there."
Gil heard silence on the other end, then,
"Grissom, the note's for you. It was in the victim's pocket. You need to see it."
Gil sighed then turned his SUV around, heading towards their crime scene.
"I'll be there in five minutes." Gil said then hung up the phone.
He sighed angrily. There was a reason that he paired Sara up with Nick. He wasn't ready to be around her. The Marlin case had really thrown him threw a loop. He was now wondering if it would be as easy to work with Sara as it once was.
Gil saw Denny's come into view, after grabbing his kit, signing in, and greeting O'Riley, he started to the dumpster. After seeing Nick standing alone, he felt a little more confident and strode up to him.
"What do you have so far?" Gil stopped next to Nick, and instantly tensed when he saw Sara's head pop out of the dumpster.
"Jesus." She said as she gasped for air. "It smells horrible in there."
Nick chuckled at her, and he received a glare. He turned to Gil and started to explain the scene. "She was strangled by some beaded necklace, no ID, wallet, cell phone...nothing. Just a note that Sara found in the victims pocket."
Sara stared at Gil's face studying him. He looked tense...he didn't want to be around her.
"Where's this note?" Gil asked, turning to Sara, who physically gave her head a small shake.
"The one you got today, Boss, they seem pretty similar." Nick said.
Sara was about to hold out the note, when confusion filled her face. "What? There's another note? What did it say?"
"Doesn't matter." Gil said, pulling out his flashlight and looking into the dumpster.
"Ahhh, yeah, it matters. It connects the two notes." Sara said, growing angry.
"Let me see the note, Sara." Gil said holding out his hand to her.
She looked from him to Nick, and gave him a 'Can-you-believe-he-just-said-that' look.
"What did the other note say?" Sara challenged back. Nick sighed; Sara was not going to give up without a fight.
"Give me the note." Gil said with a deeper voice that intimidated even Nick, but Sara still held it out of his reach.
"What did the other note say?" Sara said in a scary voice that gave Nick the chills.
"Just give it to me, Sara." Gil said in an 'end-of-conversation' voice.
Hesitantly Sara held to note to him, and he read:
griSsom, i hAve MANy THings i hAve to do. Just let me have my lONg awaitEd juStice.
"This was in the Vic's pocket?" Gil asked Sara.
"Yeah," Sara said, moving towards the edge of the dumpster, she made a mental note: go shopping because lemons wouldn't hurt the smell right now.
Gil stood in thought for a moment, and then looked back up at Sara.
"Sara, I'm putting you on the case with Warrick and Catherine, I'll take this one from here."
Sara's mouth dropped as did Nick's.
"What?" She said grabbing the edge of the dumpster with both hands, preparing to climb out. "You've got to be kidding me!"
"Yeah, Gris, I mean Catherine and Warrick have that case under control, or you wouldn't be here." Nick said, Gil shook his head.
"Sara I need you at this crime scene, the cas-"
Sara jumped out of the dumpster, using Nick's shoulder as leverage. "You know what? You don't need me at the other case; you just can't be around me. Well, to hell with you if you thought I'd let that happen!" She yelled.
Gil stood open mouthed watching her leave. Nick gave a heavy sigh then followed her.
"Sara, wait!" He called after her. Sara stopped unzipping the jumpsuit and turned to Nick. He expected to see anger and get her wrath, but instead her eyes were lined with tears and she looked more warn out than anything.
"I'll see you tomorrow Nick, I'm going home." She said in a quiet voice.
"Sar, come on, you know that Grissom is just being Grissom. Just go to the other scene, do you job, and then I'll go with you to help him pull that stick out of his ass."
She gave a small smile, and then peeled off the rest of the jumpsuit, handing it to Nick, with her gloves. "Can you bag those and label them. I'm going home."
Nick watched her as she left, the tail lights from her car disappearing into the distance.
When Nick returned to the dumpster he found Gil talking with David. When they finished their conversation, and David left to get a stretcher, Nick stood behind him and asked in a bitter tone, "Do you feel better now?"
Gil gave a heavy sigh, "Nick we don't need three people on this case."
Nick gave a sarcastic nod, and then said, "And they do? We were fine processing this scene. You just really like pissing Sara off, don't you?"
"Every minute you spend bickering, we're losing evidence."
Nick decided against arguing and started to collect evidence.
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Sara deepened her breaths to stop the tears.
'God, I can not believe him!' She thought angrily. 'The asshole regrets not having a relationship with me, but he still treats me like shit.'
'You don't know that he regrets not taking you up in his offer...' A voice in the back of her head hissed back.
'He looked like he did this morning!' She thought back angrily.
'You don't know that for sure, he could have been mad that he didn't get Lurie for murder..."
"Sweet lord, I'm going crazy." She said aloud as she turned into a liquor store parking lot.
She returned to her car moments later with two six packs.
She started to drive back to her apartment and was surprised when she saw that she had arrived.
'Did I even stop at any red lights?' She wondered. And that scared her.
She was so upset that Gil could upset her with such a small gesture. Why did she even fall for him in the first place? Why couldn't she be smart and move on?
Sara rested her head on top of her hand on the steering wheel.
She tried to stop the tears from falling, but it was a lost battle. She sat in her car and cried, the tears slowly turning to sobs.
Little did she know she was being watched from across the street.
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