No Gangsta Love

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Ch5: Confusion

Somehow Grissom found out about me telling Jay about the case before he was questioned so I'm on thin ice. And I talked to Mandy and she said the match was only a two-point out of a five point possible so it could be anybody's print and now I'm hiding outside the DNA lab eavesdropping on the results. Apparently Doc Robbins found blood under the victim's nails.

"what do you have for us Wendy?" Grissom says, he must of finished his case with Greg.

"I couldn't pull DNA from the blood sorry... However you are looking for a male by the testosterone levels but besides that he's healthy" Wendy says sounding disappointed.

"it's alright" Grissom says walking right in front of me and stopping. Shit I'm in trouble. "Catherine, are you trying to get yourself fired!"

"No, I need to know what's going on?"

"it's ongoing you know we can't talk about it. It would jeopardize the case whether Jay is guilty or innocent. Go home before Ecklie catches you snooping around"

"I work here"

"not today" he leaves as do I.

I walk away defeated, I unlock my car and sigh loudly.

"Catherine!" I hear I turn around an it was Chris. His eye is swollen shut and his lip was split and his jaw was bruised.

"what happened?"

"I cheat on you and you send people to beat me up! I'm sorry! I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you ok! Please tell him to stay away!"

"I'm sorry" I leave in disbelief.

I walk inside one of the clubs I remember that Jay would often work at, out of all of them. I see the younger adults dancing and drinking having a good time. I look around brushing the bangs out of my face, Target approaches me.

"hello Catherine" he says over the loud music. Throw a thug in a suit an he almost looks like a upstanding member of society.

"I need to talk to Jay where is he?"

"Look up" Target says leaving. I look up and see Jay on the upper level bobbing his head to the music. He has a bandage on the side of his forehead, I walk up to the upper level with no resistance by the bouncer.

I rest on the railing next to him he looks up at me.

"I went to talk to you earlier but you left I followed you to a club but I went in to talk to you you walked right by me crying. So I went to see what you saw..." he says looking at me "I told him I had an offer to make him if he met me in the alley"

"Jay you are on probation an the prime suspect in a murder investigation... You can't fight people" I say he looks away clinching his jaw "especially for me"

"if anyone causes you discomfort I can't stand for it"

"as a friend I'm asking you don't"

"friend?"

"we are friends"

"friends don't have orders of protection against eachother for good reasons... Friends don't put friends heads through walls..."

"friends don't have there mother hit there friends with a beer bottle" I say he smiles timidly.

"touché... But she was right I shouldn't have been there" he says checking his watch. "walk with me"

I follow him into his office he pulls out a pouch that looks similar to a first aid kit. He throws his jacket on his desk and rolls his sleeves, he looks very nice very professional.

"why did you come to my house?" I ask as he takes some pills I give him a wary look.

"it's for my heart" he said drinking his water. "nitroglycerin and some other stuff"

"why did you come to my house?" I ask he immediately looks down at his pouch and pulls out a diabetic blood tester.

"I hired a private investigator when I was in prison. He told me that he had a couple suspects he went on vacation and got back a few days ago. One of the suspects was Adonis Lawson"

"you lied..."

"yes if I had said yes I would have sealed my fate and a oneway ticket back to prison"

"did you kill him?" I ask sitting next to him he places the kit next to him. He looks at me and I feel frightened in a strangely nice way.

"no"

"pinky promise me?" I say putting my pinky in his face he takes it with his good hand. "promise you wouldn't do anything to get yourself thrown back in prison... Away from Chance and McKenna, Carly, and hell even Lindsay"

"I promise" he says his voice a little hoarse. "I don't want to be away from you guys. I love my family I'm not going anywhere" he says smiling I smile, my stomach feels sick like nervous sick. I don't pull my hand away either does he, I look at his hand and I let my eyes wander. I see the word 'Cate' on his wrist I immediately think of better times of him and me.

His lips brush against mine as he gives me a sweet kiss, I kiss have back with more desire. We continue to kiss until we hear a knock on the door it scares us both. It brings us back to reality. What the hell was I doing? I immediately jump off his couch pulling my hand away from his.

Target walks in, sensing the new and well-earned discomfort in the room.

"umm... Jay the police are here"

"oh shit where?" Jay says standing he looks scared.

"downstairs a short kind of chubby guy and a man with gray hair an kind of beard asked me to see if you were here... What do you want to do?"

"I got to get out of here! If Grissom sees me I'm fired!" I say Jay looks at me then at Target.

"bring her to your office and I'll tell Reggie to send up the police" Jay says Target walks to the closet opening the door I follow hesitantly.

"see those stairs" he says pointing down I look.

"yea go down them and take a right" I run down the stairs which was hard with my shoes and the door weighed about a thousand pounds but I opened I was outside. What kind of office is this? I look around and find my way back to the street I look to the right and see Brass bringing Jay out in handcuffs. My mind start circling.

A couple hours later I drive to the department I look in all the interrogation rooms. Finally a one way that shows me what I want, I see Brass interrogating Jay. Jay looks scared like scared when he confessed murdering five people. Not scared himself but scared for I would do. I reach to turn up the sound, but Grissom's hand beats me to it he turns it down.

"Catherine"

"I'm sorry Griss, but he didn't do it..."

"I believe you but..."

"but what?"

"he confessed" he says handing me the confession.