Behind the Monday

I don't normally do this sort of thing, but people wanted me to continue, so…

This story is finished. All loose ends have been tied up as far as I can see.

One reviewer mentioned four mysteries. This is only to clear up these mysteries. Any other questions will be answered later, but first…

Know this: I do not watch CSI. My friend likes the show, so I did a tiny bit of research to write a story she would like. I have seen about 1 ½ episodes in total. While I am happy that a major CSI fan enjoyed this short fic, I cannot continue partially due to the fact I have no idea how the characters interact on a meaningful level.

Why Gil kept the Yearbook: The easiest to explain. Nobody ever throws out a yearbook. You either love it or hate it, but either way, you forget about it in your attic.

Gil's relationship with Henry: Both were 'ghosts' in high school. Henry was a young biology student, same as Gil. Henry had difficulty with school, and was tutored by several older students, including Gil. However, Henry remained a 'ghost', and this time embittered him (see below)

Source of the blood: Early on in the story, it is mentioned that Henry spent time with several hookers. As the reader may or may not know, hookers are people who get paid for the use of their bodies. This means they are likely to end up with numerous diseases referred to as Sexually Transmitted Diseases. These can also be transferred through use of needles, and other exchanges of bodily fluids

Girlfriend's/Killer's Motives: First, I find it hilarious that we give people titles. Victim, Killer, Girlfriend, and Good Guy. Second, the beginning of the story is based on 'Bloody Valentine' by Good Charlotte. In the song, the singer kills a girl's boyfriend because he loves her. He then calls her to tell her what he's done. This is what happens in the story.

Finally, What is my point? No one's asked this, because I am sure they feel this is a very cut-and-dry thing. The victim must be a nice guy, a Good Guy, because he got killed. Doesn't matter he has gallons of blood in a bed; he must be pitied, for he's dead. Henry had a tumour, and combined with years of isolation, he snapped. In his darker days during his youth, he became deeply troubled, and potentially dangerous.

Studying biology, he found a place for himself. He understood many facts about the human body. His life was actually quite decent until his tumour became malignant. Doctors told him he had months to live, but he had another idea. His depression returned, and he remembered what he had once sworn to do. He began to get hookers drunk, and siphoned amounts of blood from them. No one cares for the people in the underworld; to most people, they have no rights.

Taking advantage of the low self-esteem and subsequent sub-human status of people, Henry used his knowledge of biology to devise a nearly perfect way of killing someone. Different blood types cannot be donated to a person because certain antibodies and antigens are in certain kinds of blood; these are a basic method of detecting foreign cells. However, the many STD's in the blood of hookers would likely kill anyone who survived a blood transfusion, as the blood type AB Positive has no reaction to human blood of any kind. It could take years for someone to realize they were dying, and from no logical source; or, it could take mere minutes. Either way, the United States law has a wonderful loophole that allows dead criminals to walk away without punishment.

Henry dated Samantha with the full intention of killing her, and then taunting Gil until his natural death mere days later.

This story has a moral, and it is: Do not engage in sexual activities with people you do not know very well, especially on a Monday.