Battered, Bruised, Broken, Alive chp 7
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Outside- Crime Lab roof-
Brass stood at the Roof exit, looking out at Sara. The case was getting to her. He knew it.
"Sara?"
"I'm fine." Sara came back with her worn out lie.
"No you're not. You might be able to fool Grissom, which I highly doubt you are, but he's too damn stubborn to do anything about it. But, you CANT fool me." Brass paused. "Sara, talk to me. Please?" Brass pleaded.
"I just." Sara paused, and took a staggering breath. "I just can't believe that, Gabby, that girl out there being tortured, is like me." Sara paused again. "I was in foster care when I was growing up, till I was 18." She paused. "Long story short? My mother killed my father. Every fight that they had, led up to that."
"Have you told anyone about this?" Brass asked.
"Grissom. When I was suspended for arguing with Catherine and Ecklie." Sara looked out to the city. "Wanted to know why I was angry."
"Was this before or after you got pulled over?" Brass asked firmly.
"What?" Sara asked, surprised.
"You seriously think I wouldn't find out?" Brass asked incredulously. "You're lucky you didn't get into a wreck!"
"I wasn't really drunk. Sure, maybe one too many. But it was because I didn't really eat anything." Sara explained.
Brass sighed at her answer.
"Regardless, Sara. You could've called someone. You could've called Grissom, Catherine, and Greg. I'm pretty sure you could've called Nick, or even Warrick." Brass paused, taking a breath. "Hell, Sara, you could've called me. I know I was sitting in my office doing paperwork. I could've picked you up."
"Can we talk about this later? There's a girl out there that's going though hell."
"As soon as this case is over, I'm taking you out for dinner." Brass said.
"Fine." Sara agreed.
-Locker Room-
While sitting on the bench, holding her breath, Catherine dialed a well-known number.
"Sam? This is Cath. Are you busy?" Catherine paused. "Well, I need your help. Actually, 2 of my co-workers and a girl Lindsey's age does." Catherine paused. "The girl missing? Her name is Gabriella. She's Lindsey's age. No, that's all I'm allowed to say. They want a ransom. The department doesn't have the money. Their asking 2 million for all 3 of them." Catherine paused again. "No. Sara has to deliver it this time." Catherine paused, listening to Sam's answer. "You will? Oh god. Thank you. I'll be by to pick it up." Catherine finished up fast to go to Grissom's Office.
-Grissom's office-
Grissom sat at his desk in the dark. He felt a migraine coming on, like whenever a big frustrating case came up.
A thousand thoughts were running through his head. Nick when he was buried, and how horrible and excruciating nightmare. Warrick, knowing he blamed himself for getting Gabby taken away the last time.
That 15-year-old girl, Gabriella, unusual and uncommon name, but he was still scared, and ultimately frightened for her. Something the great enigma Gil Grissom would not actually admit. Now, without the protection of Nick and Warrick, anything could happen.
And Sara. Just 2 years ago, he was in the position. Anything could happen. This guy was violent. He just prayed she'd be safe.
His thoughts were interrupted; by his door bursting open,
"Gil. I got the money. The 2 million I got it." Catherine said breathlessly.
"How'd you get it?" Grissom said questionably.
"I called in a favor. I'm gonna take Sara with me to get it." Catherine explained.
"Who's the favor Catherine," Grissom said exasperated, getting tired of asking.
"Sam." Catherine paused. "Gil, it's either, get him to give the money, then to end up with 2 dead friends and a little girl."
"I'm coming with you guys." Grissom said, getting up and putting his forensics jacket on.
"I don't even know where Sara is."
"Jim was with her, last I had saw." Grissom said, while walking down the hall with Catherine, when the roof exit door opened and Brass came out.
"Where's Sara?" Grissom asked, looking at the exit door.
Brass looked back towards the door, and threw a thumb back.
"On the roof." Brass paused. "What up with you two?"
"Catherine got the 2 million. Sara has to go with us to pick it up."
"How'd you get it that fast?" Brass looked back and forth to both Catherine and Grissom.
Catherine looked at Brass.
"A fav-"
"Sam Braun." Grissom interrupted.
"Guys, this is NOT up for discussion. Not with lives on the line." Catherine said firmly. "I'll be out front." And with that, she left.
It was silent for a quick few seconds.
"She does have a point." Brass paused. "You should go get Sara. She's still on the roof. After this is over, you two need to talk." Brass sighed. "I just gave her a lecture that she deserved a long time ago. But, you guys." Brass paused again. "You guys need to talk. She's a mess. She needs to talk."
Grissom nodded.
Both Grissom and Brass were both silent for a few minutes it seemed.
"Excuse me, is Sara Sidle here?" A girl asked.
Brass and Grissom turned around.
"Who's asking?" Brass asked, curious.
"My name is Madelynn, Madelynn Neveah Jackson." Madelynn smiled.
"Miss Sidle came to the foster home yesterday. She said if I had information, to talk to her."
"Give me a minute. Ok?" Brass smiled his friendly detective, and caring smile, and headed back to the roof.
"How well do you Gabriella?" Grissom asked the girl who looked about the same age as Gabby.
"Oh Gabby? We're sisters." Madelynn paused. "Well, not blood sisters, but we uh, did cut our skin and shared the whole blood thing that girls do to become blood sisters. But, we're actually foster sisters. We know each other better than we know ourselves."
Sara came out into the hall from the roof behind Brass.
"Madelynn, hey." Sara said with a smile.
"Hi Miss Sidle." Madelynn paused. "You told me to come to you if I have any information."
"Yeah." Sara smiled again. "What do you have?" Sara asked.
"Do you have a computer? I got an email earlier today. Gabby might already be dead." Madelynn says with tears in her eyes.
"Madelynn, you need to tell us what was on that email. Can you do that?" Grissom asked the girl, trying to keep her from going into shock.
"Pictures. Then the email said that if I don't be careful, I could end up like her." Madelynn started crying harder.
Grissom turned to Brass.
"Jim, go with Catherine to get the money. Sara, go alert Archie." He tells the orders quickly, and nobody argues. "We need to get you calmed down. Let's go get something to drink. Have you eaten yet?" Grissom asked Madelynn.
"No I haven't. But I don't think I could eat something right now."
"Ok. Lets go get you something to drink." Grissom headed towards the break room in search of anything, or even a vending machine. "I need to stop by my office real quick. Go ahead and get something." Grissom saw a pop vending machine, and gave Madelynn some pocket change. Then, he headed to his office while Madelynn headed to the machine.
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-3 minutes later-
The four of them, Grissom, Sara, Madelynn, and Archie was in the A/V lab.
"Here, just type in your password and email address." Archie told Madelynn, giving her the keyboard.
"Ok." Madelynn said with a shaky voice, while trying to type, but due to shaking hands, she couldn't.
"Here, let me do it. What's you email address?" Archie asked.
"Tortured 'underscore' soul 'underscore' sixteen (16)." Madelynn paused. "At yahoo 'dot' com."
The 'tortured soul' had Grissom and Sara looking at each other from behind Madelynn.
"Ok now. What is your password?"
"Gabby sixteen (16)."
"Ok, we're in." Archie said.
The log in was accept, and had led them to her inbox of emails.
"There." Madelynn gasped and pointed at the 'certain' email. "That's the email."
Archie clicked on the first email that had pictures. It was an attachment. A, attachment, with a note.
The note said:
"If you don't want to end up like your sister here, then I suggest you keep your mouth closed."
Archie then pulled up the photos of Gabby.
All of them stood there, Both, Shocked, and scared.
The pictures shown were horrible.
Archie then, quickly exited out of the attachment of pictures, and made way to possibly track the ISP.
After a few minutes of typing and lots of codes coming up in lines on the screen, he had finally got the ISP number.
.351.526
"I have to warn you. Some people have their ISP's blocked for security reasons. Even though it comes up, doesn't mean that it is theirs." Archie paused. "I may be able to unblock it, but it will take awhile." Archie explained the process.
Madelynn turned to look at the computer screen that held the feed of Nick and Warrick.
"There's this place. Gabby and I used to play at, after school. Over, runned junk yard now. Could that-"
"We got the money!" Catherine rushed in breathlessly, interrupting Madelynn. Then, she noticed the girl. "Who's this?"
"Madelynn, the foster sister of Gabby." Grissom said.
"Madelynn, honey, we will do everything we can to get your sister back. I promise. Ok?" Catherine said affectionately.
"Thank you." Madelynn whispered.
Grissom spoke up.
"Madelynn came in with information. She has emails from him. Pictures of Gabby already dead and that if she wasn't careful, she was next."
"Is there anyway to track the ISP?" Catherine asked.
"Archie's on that right now." Sara paused. "Madelynn, didn't you say something about a place?"
"Yeah. It's on I-15. In the Desert, I can lead you there."
"Hey guys! You need to see this!" Archie hollered and turned his attention to the screen.
There, on the screen, was the box that contained a girl, a tape recorder, a gun and a glow stick.
"Is that-?" Madelynn stopped and turned to run out of the A/V lab.
Everyone looked at each other trying to figure out a next move.
That's when Grissom finally spoke up.
"Sara, you stay here and wait for the message. Catherine, you help Archie. I'm going to go find Madelynn and talk to her." Grissom walked out and started looking for Madelynn.
TBC…
A/n: well guys, here's the next chp as promised…ne ways please leave a review they are GREATLY appreciated!
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