I Do Not Own CSI

"Judge came through for us," Brass said, coming into the layout room where the team stood going over evidence.

"Really," Sara asked.

"Yeah, there was a lot of convincing to do to get the foster records but in the end Judge Kramer okay'd it."

"And what do those records tell us, Jim," Grissom asked.

"It appears that Jamie and Olivia gave up a son, David, to a couple in San Francisco, twenty four years ago."

"We know that, Jim," Catherine said as Jim shot her a look.

"Anyway, Mom and Dad were only 16 when David was born. The adoption was closed, and apparently everyone thought it would be better that way."

"When David was nine, his adopting parents were in a fatal car accident and he was placed in foster care."

"What about the family," Greg asked.

"All he had was a grandfather who was pretty much on his death bed," Jim explained.

"I believe this is when he met Sara," Jim said as she nodded.

"David was in that home for just over a year. He started to act out, violently, starting fights, getting in trouble at school. He got too much for the foster parents to handle and he was placed somewhere else. Between the age of ten and eighteen he was moved to about twenty or more homes."

"Oh god, David," Sara said, shaking her head, tears again forming in her eyes.

"Sara, this wasn't your fault," Gil said softly.

"I should have tried to keep tabs on him, tried to help him."

"Sara, you were only sixteen, a child yourself, and I'm guessing something bad happened to you as well to be in foster care. You had to think about you for once and try to move on with your life," Greg said softly as Sara again nodded and wiped her tears as Gil softly rubbed the small of her back.

"What else," Sara asked.

"When he turned eighteen he changed his name to Damien Reed. He went to San Francisco Community College. Since then he hasn't popped up in the system."

"Until now," Nick added.

"Until now."

"So, what's next, Jim," Warrick asked.

"We have his credit card flagged and everyone's on the lookout for him. So for now, finish processing the evidence and we'll go from there," Jim finished, leaving the room.

"Come on, lets go for a walk," Gil said, taking Sara outside for some fresh air.

"Are you ok?"

"Physically or emotionally?"

"Both"

"I'm tired but physically I'm ok. I might take Jim up on that offer for his couch."

"And emotionally?"

"I'm not sure. I get your point when you say it's not my fault, I do, but-"

"You still feel responsible."

"I had a connection with him, and maybe if I hadn't left for Harvard he wouldn't be in this mess."

"You can't play the 'if' game, Sara."

"I know, it's just he was such a timid little boy. I just can't see him starting fights," Sara said as they sat down on the bench.

"I guess things change."

"Sara, you couldn't have predicted this would happen."

"I know, but that little voice in the back of my head is saying that if I just kept in contact with him his life could have been different." Sara explained shaking her head

"I think I want to go lay down."

"Ok," Gil said as he took he hand and pulled her up.

"Gil," Jim said.

"Yeah"

"Patrol just brought Damien Reed in."

"What's your next move?"

"Well, his DNA is already on the murder weapon, I want you to go check him out. See if he has any cuts, scrapes, say from an attack."

"Ok, I'll see what I can get. And Jim-"

"Yeah"

"Let Sara sleep for awhile longer."

"Will do, Gil."

"So Damien," Gil started.

"Where were you two nights ago?"

"At the casino"

"Any one in particular?"

"It was one on the strip, the Flamingo I think it was called."

"You're not from around here, are you?"

"Nope"

"Care to share where you are from?"

"Not particularly. Look, I didn't do anything wrong, I just came here for a vacation."

"Your blood was found on a knife used in a quadruple murder. Care to explain how it was there?"

"I lost a knife the other night."

"You lost a knife?"

"Yeah, it was in my bag when I came here but I left it sitting in my hotel room, next thing I know, it's gone."

"What hotel are you at?"

"The Luxor"

"Can I see you hands and arms?"

"I guess," Damien said, rolling up his sleeves.

"You have some bruises on your arms."

"Someone tried to mug me."

"And the cuts on your hands?"

"From my knife that was stolen."

"Well, that's all for now, Mr. Reed. But don't go too far, we may have some more questions for you soon."

"What did you get," Jim asked as the whole team, including Sara who was now awake, standing at the layout table.

"I got Archie to get the surveillance from the casino. Damien was in there at the blackjack tables from five to seven thirty. After that there's no more footage other than Damien leaving the casino," Gil said.

"I got a hold of the cab companies around town and got their passenger logs. The Yellow Cabs log shows a stop in front of the victim's house. Driver ID'd the passenger as Damien Reed," Nick added.

"I think we got enough for a warrant. When it goes through I want Nick and Warrick in his hotel room."

"Jim," Sara asked.

"Yeah"

"Can I be there?"

"Sara, I don't know if-"

"I need to be there," Sara said with conviction in her voice.

"I need to know what changed in him to do this."

TBC

So what changed in David/ Damien, stay tuned to find out

Thank you for everyone who has reviewed, they all mean a lot

katie