Crimson lullaby pt 4

There was nothing special about Jeremy Jones. He was neither fat or thin, handsome or ugly, rich or poor. Looking at him it was hard to believe he was the lullaby killer; his face was the last Natalie, Carla and Hannah had seen. He had learnt everything he needed to know about forensics from books. Hundreds of them all in alphabetical order on a bookshelf in his apartment, cherished and treated with more gentleness than his victims.

Finn and DB had collected enough evidence to ensure he went away for a long time. He was guilty, and there was no doubt about it.

Jeremy refused to speak, his lips remained sealed no matter what evidence they showed him. His last bit of power was withholding the reason why he had done it.

She wanted and needed to know why he had done it. A bad childhood, mother issues, rejected by a woman and something inside snapped. Anything to explain away what could drive someone to do the evil things he had done.

Was it stupid to try and get answers from him with only a rookie cop in the room? Yes.

A pounding headache and the lump on the back of her head where he slammed into the wall was proof of that.

"Tate is going to flip that you went in there without me and without mentioning you were going to question Jones, again, " DB told her, pressing an ice pack to the back of her head. "You really should get this looked at by a doctor".

"I don't need to see a doctor, and I wasn't aware I needed you to hold my hand while I interview suspects," Finn snapped, her head throbbing.

"You know Tate prefers either two CSIs or a CSI and a detective while interviewing suspects," DB replied, keeping his tone calm and fighting the urge to lecture her on how if Jeremy Jones had his way her injuries would be worse.

The rookie cop that everyone called Chipmunk, DB didn't know his real name had a suspected broken jaw. There should have been at least two cops standing guard in that room both and he Finn knew it, but she had gone rogue.

Wanted to question, no rile Jones into giving up his reason. It was no secret that Chipmunk had a crush on Finn, everyone knew it. DB wondered how much smiling and batting her eyelids it took for the young cop to ignore procedure for her. As he lifts the icepack from the back of her head, he thinks that Finn isn't aware of just how much power she has over men and that's likely a good thing.

"I needed to hear him tell me why he killed them. No one does what he did on a whim, " Finn sighed, feeling all the strength leave her body and exhaustion taking over. "I shouldn't have gone in alone, I'm sorry,".

Apologizing was tough for Finn even when she was wrong. She was unsure what hurt worse: her pride, her head or the of Chipmunk jaw. The unanswered question of why gnawed at her.

"I know. Maybe one day Jeremy Jones will tell the world why perhaps he himself doesn't know," DB mused, putting his hand her shoulder. "I'll talk to Tate tell him I told you to have one last crack at him alone and that I thought fewer cops would make Jeremy open up,".

"I can't and won't let you take the blame for my mistake. And if you dare give me some speech about how you're the senior CSI here and the blame lies with you, I'll hit you, " Finn yawned and turning her head to glare.

"And I believe you when you say that,".

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This was a sucky wrap up chapter but I promise the next one will be better