Chapter IX

Voyeurism

Grissom had shut himself in his office. Nick and Warrick stood there, looking over he magazines, not sure of what to do. Catherine had gone after Sara...and at any moment Greg, Sofia and Brass would be back and expecting answers. "What are we supposed to do, 'Rick?" The dark CSI shook his head, "I don't know...this isn't exactly in the CSI handbook." "We can't let Ecklie see this stuff." "We can't let anyone see this stuff." They both knew though, that hiding it was not possible. It was evidence, no matter who was portrayed.

Their silent musings were interrupted by the return of the rest of the team. Greg looked around, "Woah. What's going on?" Sofia, always sharp, quickly caught onto the fact that something was wrong. "Where is everybody?" Warrick looked to Nick, and Nick stared back at him. They had to know...but God, why did it have to be them that shared the news? "Jim, Greg, Sofia...you might want to sit down..."

Detective Jim Brass turned his head, away from the magazine. "His thoughts swirled incoherently in his head. He'd always known that Sara had something in her past that bothered her. There were deep shadows in her sad brown eyes that had never fully been explained. Some bastard had used Sara when she was sixteen. Sixteen, such a soft age. Personally, he wanted to hunt down who was responsible and kill them...even if it had been almost twenty years ago...he was a detective, he could find them. "Put that stuff away, boys, no onewants to see it." Nick and Warrick looked grateful.
Greg had always made jokes, cracks and innuendos...but he'd never wanted to see Sara like this...she had been a kid. It was Sara...but not. Many things occurred to him at once. Why had Catherine gone after her? Catherine and Sara didn't get along. How were they going to keep this under wraps? Was Sara okay? He sighed and ran his hand through his spiked hair.

It was obvious why Catherine had gone after Sara. Catherine had...experience...with this kind of thing...sort of. Was Sara okay? Greg knew that no, she was not. Despite their banter, she'd been really and seriously freaked when she'd been forced to take that HazMat shower with him. How to keep it under wraps? He was no good at cloak and dagger operations, but this could not get out. Ecklie was just looking for a reason to get rid of Sara. Plus, he didn't like the idea of Ecklie leering at Sara, not in real life and certainly not on the page.

Sofia Curtis was definitely in a state of shock. Sara...Sidle...Naked...Pretty. When her brain was reduced to cave woman standards...something was wrong...or terribly right. No. Wrong. Very wrong. Bad Sofia. Besides the point of Sara being a coworker...she was a female coworker. This wasn't 30 some odd years old Sara, this was Sara at sixteen. She should not be attracted to High School Sara. Despite all of the important and glaring facts...she was definitely attracted. Okay, cutting through the poetry, she was turned on...nearly to the point of drooling.

She was going to hell in a hand basket drenched with gasoline so she'd burn all the faster. That didn't mean however, that she could let anyone know...it was...unprofessional. She would have to...get over it. Though, the naked pictures were not helping in that department. She sighed and rested her head on her hand. She reminded herself once more that this wasn't Sara. This was kiddie porn.

When the magazines were taken away, her brain regained the ability to think cohesively. That's when the anger set in. The all consuming vengeance hungry anger. "I don't know about the rest of you...but I feel like hunting down these 'Barely Legal' bastards and putting their heads on pikes."

Gil Grissom stood in the doorway, "I think we can refrain from violence, as the people who did this are still in jail."

Five heads jerked up and swiveled around, the statement was together and vehment. "Good."

Author's Note: Sara fears that everyone will shun her. As we can see, the CSIs are up in arms, ready to go to war for her. Talk about protective... And as for Sofia...I actually debated putting that part in there. I don't know, it seems to detract from the over all seriousness of the plot...but I wanted to portray that yes, this is pornography very alluring pornography and it does effect the on-lookers. Though, conscious kicks in and our dear Detective Curtis has guilt...and anger. Grissom is...well, he's Grissom. He won't reveal his thoughts or feelings and I'm not inclined to break his character to do so...but from what we saw, he appears to be highly upset...trust me here, he's pissed. Brass has his 'Papa Bear' act going on and all three of the boys are being very brotherly. Sara, as it seems, has more loyal friends then she knows. Hooray.