I Do Not Own CSI

"Anything new," Sara asked as she came into the layout room. Everyone but Grissom was there, including the film crew.

"Yeah, our cases are definitely related. DNA came back and the same seminal fluid that was found in our last victim was found in and on our newest vic…," Greg confirmed.

"What about past cases, anything match?"

"I went over quite a few and I found two other victims that match the profile. DNA is a match as well," Catherine added

"How come no one tried to link these cases before?"

"One case landed on dayshift and the other on swing, we caught the break," Warrick said.

"Has anything come from trace," Nick asked.

"Yeah, it comes from a vest, you know the kind city workers and crossing guards. Even the police wear them," Hodges said from the doorway, trying to get the film crew on him.

"Wait, did you say crossing guard," Sara said.

"Yeah, why," Hodges said.

"Time of death was around four, school is out at what, shortly after three. There's a crossing guard who's corner is not far from the victim's house," Sara connected.

"Greg, go find out who is the crossing guard at that corner. The city should have the records," Sara asked as Greg got up and left.

"Nick, were any of the prints clear this time?"

"Just a couple of partials, not enough to run."

"But if Greg gets a name we can check out the work card, see if we can match them."

"Good."

Meanwhile back in Grissom's office

"Gil, I think it would be for the best," the sheriff said as he sat down across from Grissom.

"Making me lead and taking that away from Sara would not be for the best, sheriff."

"Grissom be reasonable, you have the highest solve rate in this lab. I want you lead on this."

"And I said no, sheriff?"

"Gil, if you don't take your wife off the lead, I will," the sheriff said as Grissom's hearing cut out, causing alarm and Gil to quickly focus on the sheriff's lips.

"And then you can appoint Catherine to lead because you will surely see me and my wife walk out the front door of this building and never look back."

"You wouldn't?"

"Wouldn't I?"

"Gil, she's only been back from maternity leave for a few weeks. What if she's still a little rusty?"

"Have you looked Sara's solve record since she's been back? I'm guessing not because if you have you would know that her solve rate has been perfect. There hasn't been one case that she's been on that she hasn't solved," Gil replied, as his hearing kicked back in.

"Gil, we caught a break," Sara said, coming into his office.

"Am I interrupting," Sara asked as the film crew came up behind her.

"No. Gil, you better know what you're doing," the sheriff said as he left.

"Everything ok?"

"Yeah, what do you have?"

"A suspect, Joseph Hughes, the crossing guard. Greg got his work card and Nick was able to match the partials we found at our scenes and the ones found from the other cases and matched it to him. Brass is picking him up as we speak."

"Great!"

"You ok?"

"Yeah, office politics, you know how much I love them," Gil said, getting up and rounding the desk, ushering the film crew and Sara out of the door.

"This is your case, you run with it," Gil said outside the interrogation room where Joseph Hughes was sitting restlessly.

"Ok, you ready, Jim," Sara asked.

"Let's nail the SOB," Jim replied as he led her into the room.

"Nice," Joseph said with a leery smile as he looked Sara up and down. "Hey, sweet cheeks."

"You talk to kindergarteners with that tone," Sara said, keeping calm as she sat down.

"What tone, this is how I talk."

"Then I'm afraid for every single child that crosses your path," Jim replied, sitting beside Sara.

"You want to tell me why I'm here?"

"Oh I think you know," Jim said.

"Ya got me."

"We found your prints at four murder rape scenes."

"I touch a lot of things."

"Like murder weapons," Sara retorted quickly.

"You never know."

"Well, if you would give us a sample of your DNA we can clear you as a suspect," Jim said.

"I don't think so."

"Oh, that wasn't a request. That was an order. We have a warrant," Sara said, handing him the piece of paper and then pulling out a swab.

"Open up," Sara asked as she came over to where Joseph sat, his jaw clenched tightly.

"Don't make me come over there and force your mouth open," Jim said as Joseph still sat with his mouth closed tightly.

"One last time, please open your mouth," Sara asked. In the blink of an eye Joseph pulled Sara to him, kissing her, forcing his tongue in her mouth. What Joseph didn't expect was the shot to his groin where Sara laid all her strength into the punch.

"You bitch, I'll kill you," he moaned as Gil came flying through the room while Jim took Joseph to the ground, handcuffing him.

"You ok," Gil asked, grabbing Sara's face and looking her in the eye.

"We still need a DNA sample," Sara asked, holding out the swab, her hands slightly shaking, as Gil took it.

"I'm not going to ask nicely for you to open your mouth," Gil said as he took Joseph's mouth and forced it open, swabbing his cheek.

"And when this sample matches the sample we found in four women, you are going to be charged with four counts of murder, rape, and to add to it assault on a police officer" Gil said angrily as he capped the swab, ushering Sara out of the room right into the camera crew.

"My shirt is wet," Sara said embarrassed, using her arms to cover her chest slightly.

"Go change, I'll get this to DNA," Gil said softly.

"Do things like that happen often in an interrogation," Fred asked, zooming in on Grissom.

"Not really. We have all had a suspect go off the deep end, but it doesn't make it any easier to watch."

"Even more for you, Sara is you're wife."

"If you just saw your wife assaulted in front of you how would you feel," Gil said, leaving the film crew to watch his retreating back.

TBC

Ok here's part two for the day, more tommorrow

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