Grissom was heading down the hall to talk to Dean Winchester when Conrad Ecklie cornered him. "Grissom, I hope that,"
"Dean and Sam Winchester have been cleared of all suspicions, both of child abuse and using a demon as a murder weapon," Grissom interrupted what was sure to be a lecture on politics. "Sam Winchester had his vision of the child being in danger less than 48 hours ago, and neither one has used his cell phone for five days. During the time Misty Baker was being killed, both young men were under constant supervision, Dean by us and Sam by the good nurses and doctors of Las Vegas Community General. Also, neither one carries anything remotely resembling demon summoning supplies. I'm on my way to take Dean Winchester to view the tape we have of the killing."
Grissom smiled as he twiddled his fingers in farewell at Conrad. He loved being able to get one over on his nemesis, especially when it was because of rock solid evidence and the way his team had performed gathering and evaluating it flawlessly. He had just walked into the interrogation room where Dean Winchester was having his mouth swabbed by Catherine when what he could only describe as a tear in reality formed against (in?) the back wall and two people stepped through it.
"Dang it, Willow, I'm never going to get used to that!" John exclaimed shuddering violently.
"It's not that bad you big baby!" Willow huffed. Grissom, Catherine, and the uniform stared at them in shock. Dean was more miffed that Catherine had stopped mid swab to stare at his dad than he was surprised to see his dad and Willow. He poked her to get her to finish.
John ignored her; they were never going to agree on that. "What did you do now Dean?" he asked, looking around the interrogation room. He'd been in enough of them over the years to know what one looked like even without the uniform next to the door.
"I didn't do anything, Dad!" Dean protested.
"Actually, he didn't," Grissom stepped into the conversation. "I just came to tell Dean that he's been cleared and to ask him to come with me to go over this surveillance tape. Right now we're just doing the follow up, dotting i's and crossing t's." He didn't want to say anything about Dean's possible paternity. "We had a prisoner die of demon attack. Unfortunately Dean here had just been in an altercation with her earlier and we had to process a lot of evidence to confirm that he had nothing to do with the attack."
Both Winchesters snorted. "I kill 'em, I'm not stupid enough to summon them," was Dean's response.
"We know but we still had to go through the process. Now, could I get your expert opinions on the demon? We have the attack on tape." Grissom held up the video tape he was holding.
"You do? Cool!" Dean was all for watching the tape right now. John just smiled in pride at his son's response. He had raised one hell of a Hunter and that was both something he could be proud of and would feel eternal regret for.
Dean on the other hand was very happy that he would get to watch the tape. If anyone deserved to be killed by a demon it was Misty Baker.
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"Where's Sam?" John asked as they settled into the viewing room. The crime lab had a cool set up for watching video tape. Not only did it have comfortable chairs but it also had a large assortment of equipment that John had no clue as to what they used it for.
"He's over at the hospital. Don't worry Dad, he wasn't hurt." Dean hurried to explain to his father, "The bitch we're going to watch hurt a baby. Sam's watching over the kid now."
John nodded. Both of the boys had a real soft spot for kids and a serious paranoia where CPS was concerned. He wasn't surprised to hear that Sam was guarding the baby. In fact, he wouldn't be surprised to hear that one of his boys was considering taking the baby in and adopting it if that was an option. That might actually be possible now with his new job as a Watcher. While Slayer houses tended to be surrounded by the supernatural, it wasn't often a target unless the demon was really stupid.
Willow settled down in one of the chairs and asked for some popcorn and a drink to the amazement of the CSI's. When Greg explained that the tape was rather gruesome, Willow just gave him a condescending smile. "I'm a survivor of the battle of Sunnydale. There really isn't much that a demon can do that will make me toss my cookies. Say EWWW! really loud, yeah, but not toss my cookies."
Greg was impressed. The battle of Sunnydale was now a well known story, having been published on the Watcher's website. Anyone who had been there really wasn't going to be grossed out too badly by the tape. He passed out the requested items and started the tape.
It showed a cell block that held only a few sleeping prisoners, mostly drunks who were passed out. The exception was a woman pacing back and forth in an otherwise empty cell. Then a shadow obscured the camera lens for a moment before swirling into the shape of a man. "Hmmm," came from Willow, who was already running through her knowledge of demons, eliminating all of the fully corporeal ones.
The man shape stepped up to the cell door and simply stopped. The woman however, was blasted onto the back wall of the cell. "Is there any sound on this tape?" John asked as he watched the woman slide up the wall.
"No, but we can ask the uniforms what they heard," Grissom said. Just then on the tape two uniformed officers came running into the cell block. As this was the women's holding cells, both officers were female. Although neither of them fit into the butch profile, they were both very tall and well built. They too were slammed into the walls of the cells.
The man shape turned back from the officers and looked upwards at the woman he had now pinned to the ceiling. "Dad," Dean drew out starting to look a bit excited. "Is that what I think it is?"
John didn't answer, just leaning forward to try and catch every little detail. When the gash on the woman's abdomen opened and she started bleeding, John nodded. Then she burst into flames. "That's the one, Dean."