I Do Not Own CSI
"My wife."
"Trying to catch her in the act?"
"No, making sure she's not in trouble," Gil said as the security officer loaded up the tapes.
"From what time, sir?"
"Can you start around 12:30? That's when she would have entered the store," Gil asked as the technician rewound the tapes, Gil's phone chiming.
"Grissom"
"Gil, have you heard anything from Sara, yet," Catherine asked on the other end of the line.
"No, I'm in the security office now looking to see if she left. There! Stop it there," Gil asked the technician. He stopped on a shot of someone grabbing Sara's arm, pulling her in the direction of the elevator.
"Gil?"
"Hold on a second, Cath. Follow that woman," Gil ordered as the screen wound forward to Sara being dragged away against her will into the elevator.
"What floor did it stop at?"
"Looks like it stopped on the twentieth, sir."
"Get me names of everyone on that floor."
"Sir, confidentially…"
"Now! That woman, my wife, is being pulled against her will, get me the names!"
"Gil, I'm calling Brass and getting him over there," Catherine yelled on the other end of the phone.
"That may be a good idea, Cath, because if I find this man, I may just kill him myself."
"Access the camera on the twentieth floor, see where they go," Gil ordered.
"Room 2010, sir."
"Who's registered to 2010?"
"A Chris Walkin"
"Son of a bitch," Gil said, storming out of the room, the manager and two security officers on his tail, following him to the elevators.
"Who is this, Chris?"
"A man obsessed with my wife, he may be dangerous," Gil said as they all piled into the elevator.
"Nice jeans Sara, they frame your body so well," Chris said, moving down Sara's body, his face coming towards her stomach.
"You don't look pregnant."
"Chris, stop. I'll do whatever you want, give you whatever you want, just, please, don't do this."
"But I want to, so, so badly, Sara." he said into her navel, kissing her stomach.
That was the last straw for Sara, her child was there, nestled in her womb, needing her protection, and Sara's survival instincts started to kick in. Her knee came up to his groin, hitting him as hard as she could. With her bound hands, she hit him on top of his head, her wedding ring drawing blood from his scalp.
"You bitch," he said, rolling enough for Sara to get up and make a run for the door.
"Don't," Chris said, getting up, grabbing her arm, pulling her back.
"I never loved you," Sara said, stomping on his foot, coming back up with her bound hands and upper cutting him under his jaw, making him fall to the ground. She kicked him one last time in the gut before making her way back to the door, opening it up and making a break down the hall, pressing the elevator button repeatedly.
"Come on, come on," Gil muttered.
"Sir, is this man really dangerous?"
"I already broke his nose once for grabbing my eight month pregnant wife at the mall. Yes, he's dangerous," Gil said as the elevator doors opened where a half clothed Sara stood, tears running down her face, scared and frightened.
"Sara!"
"Gil," Sara said, crying as he pulled her into a tight embrace.
"You bitch," Chris said, coming down the hall, not knowing that Gil and security officers stood around the corner.
The sound of Chris's voice drew Sara closer into Gil, almost to the point where she was burrowing herself into him.
"Grab him," Gil ordered as Chris came around the corner, a few bruises on his face.
"Sara, did he rape you?"
"He tried." Was all Sara got out as security tackled Chris to the ground. Sara's sobs racking her body, made her crumble to the ground. Gil fell with her, the two clinging to each other for dear life.
"Sara, Gil," Jim and Catherine both yelled as they got off the elevator. Sara was still crumpled on the floor with Gil holding onto her.
"The ambulance just pulled up," Catherine said worriedly.
"Gil?"
"Get him into custody and don't let him go. He tried to rape Sara," Gil said as he picked Sara up in his arms, curling her into his body as her cries continued into his shoulder.
"Come on, honey, we need to go to the hospital."
"The baby, I fell."
"We'll get him checked out, Sara."
"I'm guessing Sara did that to your face," Jim said harshly as he pulled Chris up roughly from his position on the floor, seeing two nasty purple bruises on his chest as well as his face.
"She fought hard," Catherine said.
"When doesn't she fight hard?"
"We have a twenty nine year old female, four months pregnant, attempted rape, she fell, we need an ultrasound," the doctor yelled out.
"Dr. Keys is her OB," Gil said as they rolled into the ER, Gil never letting go of her hand.
"Gil, I'm scared."
"I know, honey, I am, too," Gil said as the ultrasound machine started. The doctor pressed on her stomach with the probe, circling around.
"Is everything ok," Sara asked and getting no response.
"Doc, our baby," Gil asked.
"I'm still making sure everything is ok, just hold on," the old man said as Dr. Keys came in the room.
"Dr. Meyer, I can take over, Sara is my patient."
"My case, Dr. Keys."
"Dr. Keys," Sara begged.
"Dr. Meyers, Sara is more comfortable with me. She was just attacked by a strange man, I'm sure she doesn't need another strange man around her at the moment."
"Fine."
"Ok, Sara, how are you doing?"
"Just make sure the baby is ok," she asked as Dr. Keys started the ultrasound again, still getting no response.
"Dr. Keys?"
TBC
Ok, here's the last post for today! you'll have another post in the morning!
Now i''m off to my chrostmas party. Enjoy reading and don't forget to review
Katie