I Do Not Own CSI

"Gil, come here," Sara shouted from the living room where she had sat Samuel and Garrett on the floor against Bruno's back. The babies were just barely sitting by themselves for the first time.

"What?"

"Look," Sara said, moving a little so Gil could get a look at his sons.

"Well, look at you two," Gil said softly as he sat down on the floor beside Sara.

"My handsome boys, you guys are gonna be heart breakers when you're older," Sara cooed, getting smile out of both boys.

"See, they already know it, too," Sara snorted as both babies smiled even wider, but their balance started to slip, each one starting to lean to the side.

"Whoa there guys, you have to learn to stay straight," Gil said, catching them before they fell, leaning them back against Bruno.

"Just wait until they're crawling. Bruno's going to get a workout with the boys chasing him around."

"That's ok, he's still young, he can keep up," Gil said, stroking the dog.

"Are you ready for tonight, with the film crew?"

"As ready as I'll ever be I guess. But no holding back right? I mean if they get in my way."

"Just be polite and ask them to give you some space. They're just there to follow us around and ask questions so the audience knows what they're seeing."

"I don't like the idea of having crime scenes posted on reality TV. It gives criminals too many ideas."

"Those were almost my exact words to the sheriff."

Five hours later at CSI

"OK, this is how it's going to work," Gil stated to the team and the film crew.

"We may need to keep you at a distance from the scene to avoid contamination. So if we ask you to stay back, please respect that," Gil said, addressing the film crew.

"You can ask questions and we'll explain, but you're here as observers, if you're in our way we will ask you to leave. I don't care what the sheriff says."

"Any questions," Gil asked.

"No, Sir."

"Then I'll introduce you to our team. Brad and Fred meet Catherine Willows, Warrick Brown, Nick Stokes, Greg Sanders, and Sara Grissom."

"Your wife?"

"I am, but that's not important for this show," Sara said.

"Ok, introductions are done. I'm going to go grab assignments if you guys want to get your stuff ready," Gil said, leaving the room.

"Man, I hope it's something good," Greg said.

"Murder is never good, Greg," Sara replied.

"I know, but all we've had in the past couple days are B&E's and one other homicide that Warrick got to work," Greg said, not realizing that the camera was rolling.

"You want a murder case," Brad asked.

"I don't want a murder case, but a nice mystery to solve would be good," Greg answered.

"This job is like one big game of Clue," Catherine explained.

"Except here it's usually not Professor Plum in the library with the revolver," Grissom said, coming back into the break room.

"Ok, we have one case. I think it may be related to the rape case Sara and Nick had the other night. So Catherine and Warrick, I want you to go back over the evidence Sara and Nick collected the other night, see of you can match the piece of fabric to something. Greg, I want you to go over the past case Sara connected it to, and go back and see if there's any other unsolved rape cases that match this case. Nick, Sara, we're going to the scene," Gil said as everyone started to disperse, the film crew following Sara, Nick and Grissom.

"Oh, man," Nick said, looking into the bloody room.

"Son of a -, it's exactly the same."

"What is it?" Fred asked Sara.

"The scene, the position of the body from my last case is a match to this one. The cuts on her face and legs, too."

"Signature, maybe," Gil said, coming up behind Sara.

"Sara, you're lead on this."

"How come you're not, you're the supervisor," Brad asked.

"Because, Sara was lead on the last case. I like my CSI's to finish their cases from start to end. Sara started the last case, and Sara will finish it," Gil said as he pulled on his gloves, handing Sara a pair as well.

"Nick, you want the perimeter?"

"Yeah, I want to see if the doors were jimmied the same way the ones at our last scene," Nick said, leaving.

"Can you go talk to Brass and find out what he knows?"

"You ok in here?"

"Fine," Sara said, pulling on her gloves and pulling out bindles from her kit.

"What are you doing," Brad asked as he filmed Sara pulling off what looked to be a short hair from the victim's navel.

"Collecting DNA evidence."

"But you have no DNA to link to anyone."

"True, but if this matches the DNA from our other victims we know they're related," Sara explained as David came into collect the body.

"David, do you know TOD," Sara asked.

"Yeah, checked liver temp before you got here. It puts TOD around four in the afternoon yesterday."

"Thanks. Can you get Doc to do a rape kit and close up shots of the cuts on her arms and legs?"

"Will do," David said as he and another corner loaded up the body.

"So, now that the body is gone what do you do?"

"Fingerprint, look for signs of struggle, trace, anything that looks out of place," Sara explained as she looked in her kit and then pulled out her cell, texting Grissom before grabbing a swab and testing to see if the liquid on the table was indeed blood.

"I'm guessing her head got smacked on the corner," Sara mused to herself.

"Why do you say that," Brad asked.

"It's a good theory," Grissom said, coming in from outside and behind Sara and putting the fingerprint lifts in her case.

"Blood and hair on the corner, plus there was a wound on the victim's head," Sara explained.

"The locks were definitely broken," Nick said, coming in to the living room to see both Sara and Grissom leaning close to one another, silently connecting the pieces of what happened. They turned to each other at the same time.

After holding each other's gaze for a while, Gil said, "Right, I'll call Brass."

"It looks like someone took a screwdriver to them," Nick said.

"Wait, what just happened," Brad asked.

"Oh, that. They have this strange connection. It's like their minds meld or something. Freaks us all out," Nick said.

"Sara, you want some help in here?"

"Yeah, you want to start in the kitchen?"

"Sure."

Brad followed Nick into the kitchen. "Does that happen a lot?"

"All the time. You should be around when they start finishing each other's sentences. Weird, man," Nick replied, shaking his head.

"Brass says that the neighbours didn't see anything suspicious yesterday afternoon, just the crossing guard with the kids around three thirty," Gil said, reading his cell phone that was vibrating.

"Our last rape victim was only a few blocks from this place," Sara said, printing the coffee table.

"Nick said that the locks were broken like the last ones."

"Hey, Sara, Grissom."

"Yeah?"

"I think I know what subdued our victim," Nick said, coming in with a bloody butcher block.

TBC

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