Simba's Pride
You're Not My Partner.
The hot Miami sun beat down on the two CSIs as they made their way passed the crowds. "Is Miami always this hot?" Sam huffed as they made it to the lion's den. "It gets hotter." Her partner answered as he looked around. "Ah, you two must be the CSI!" Mr. Debrowsky came jogging up to them. He was dressed in a suit and tie, which made Sam give him a questioning look. "You're the zoo's owner?" Speed asked, popping open his forensic case. "Why, yes. Yes, I am." He nodded. "Dean was killed over by the cave entrance." He pointed to a small fake cave like thing. "But I don't understand why the police have to investigate this. It was obviously an accident. Dean got locked in some how, probably forgot his key in his locker." The zoo owner impatiently tapped his foot. "We're going to have to see his locker as well." Speed spoke up, pulling out a camera. With a frustrated huff, Mr. Debrowsky waltzed off towards the locker area. "Cheery guy." Sam mumbled. "Seems like he's got something to hide." Speed nodded as they then made their way down to the staff entrance of the cage. "Well, we should be safe… They took the lion out… Right?" She looked over at him. "Lets hope." He said as he slowly pushed the gate open. "Oh great. Death by hungry lion." She sighed sarcastically as she followed him in.
Blood splatter covered the outer coating of the cave. Also, there was a smear of blood, leading into the cave. "Which meant that the lion attacked Dean here, by the gate, and then dragged him into the comfort of its den." Sam thought out loud, her hand on her chin as she spoke. "Seems that way." Speed pulled out a cotton swab and swabbed the slowly drying blood. Sam pulled out her camera and took a few shots of the blood spatter. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a small piece of tan fabric. It was about the size of a nickel, if not a penny. Carefully she picked it up with her forensic tweezers and put it in a baggy. Speed had crawled in the cave to collect evidence, "Well, there's not much left of him." He hollered out. "The medical examiner already took the body back to the morgue." Sam spoke up as she moved around to look in some bushes beside the cave. "Ah. What's this?" She lifted up a plastic pebble sized rock. Upon opening it she noticed it was empty, "There should be a key in here… Incase a zoo keeper does forget theirs." "So, who took the key?" Her partner was towering over her, holding up something. "Dunno yet. I guess we'll find out soon enough…" She trailed off before standing and adding, "What's that?" She lazily pointed at the baggy in his hand. "A pill. Just sure what kind it is though. The lab will figure it out." "Maybe Dean dropped it when he was attacked…" Sam blinked a few times. "Maybe. But I doubt it." He put all the evidence they collected into his case. "Why can't it just be an accident? Why's everything a murder with you people?" Sam sighed annoyed. "Because it's Miami. And you're just lazy." He added the last part as he left. "I'm not lazy!" She glared at the back of his head as she followed. "Right." His voice held skepticism. She merely sighed, knowing she wouldn't win against him.
The police had grouped together the witnesses who had seen Dean go in the cage, and also saw how he couldn't get out. Speed had given the evidence to an officer and instructed him to take it back to the lab. "So what exactly happened?" Sam stood beside Speed as he asked one of the other zoo officials questions. "We were just standing there, talking. Dean hand just taken some of the meat into Simba." "Simba?" Sam interrupted, blinking. "Uh, yes. After the Lion King." He nodded with a smile. "Ah! I love the Lion King." She clapped her hands together. "Uhm. So what happened after that?" Speed asked, trying to get him back on topic. "Uh, well… We just heard him scream and that's when Simba attacked. He turned, trying to get out, but it looked like the gate was locked. After that… Well he was dragged into the cave…" Slowly he trailed off, looking at his feet. "Is Simba usually violent?" Sam asked. "No. Not at all. He's gentle being." He shook his head, "I can't understand why he'd attack Dean. He knows him and his sent." "Gentle. Right. He's a beast with wild instincts, locked in a cage." Speed scoffed as he walked away. The zoo keeper didn't say anything after that. "Thank you for your help." Sam spoke up as she turned to catch up to Speed.
"What the Hell was that?" She asked once she was at his side. Her voice held annoyance and anger towards his behavior. "Nothing." He looked away. "Nothing? Nothing my ass. You basically blamed him for the animal's behavior." She stepped in front of him, her hands placed boldly on her hips. "He's the one that put it in a cage. And as far as I'm concerned, anyone of these people could have trapped Dean in there." Speed glowered darkly. "You aren't my partner, you're just working with me on this one case. I didn't choose to baby sit. Got it? Nothing more." He pushed passed her, knocking her off to the side. She stood there, looking towards the ground, her bangs covering her eyes. "Got it." She answered just above a whisper. In truth, she had expected this from them all. They wouldn't open up and accept a new person like her. She was a stranger. An outsider. And it hurt. 'You aren't my partner.' 'I didn't choose to baby sit.' The words echoed in her head. It stung like a fresh bee sting. Suddenly her cell phone rang; knocking her out of her self pity. Unclipping it from her belt, she flipped it open, "Hello?" "Sam! Guess what?" Aaron Peters perky voice greeted her. "What?" She inquired dully. She wasn't in the mood for guessing games anymore. "The fabric you sent me. Well I compared it to the known uniform that the zoo keepers wear. It matched." He said smugly. "Uh huh. That doesn't really help me, considering it could have torn when he was attacked." She sighed upset. "Negative. One of the witnesses said that he was grabbed and dragged straight in the cave. Not through the bushes, nor was he nipped by Simba, correct?" Aaron smirked as he spoke, and Sam could hear it. "Correct. So all we need to do is find someone with a ripped uniform… And we've got a main suspect. Thanks, Peters." She smiled as she flipped the phone shut and ran to find Speed.
Ah! This one's abit longer.
R&R
I'll love you forever.
Also, I'm already struggling with the fact that I don't want Speedo to die.
And we're not even close to that part in the story yet.
I want to stick close to the story and Speed's death is a main event.
So if all my fabulous readers don't mind...
Share your opinion on the situation!
I'm likey to follow your guys' ideas.
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