Keep a Song in your Heart
Courtesy of Nick, Sara learns how she truly feels for Gris. But do Nick and Gris know about it? Keep a song in your heart to learn the truth.
I own nothing, but I wish I did.
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"Hey, Sara, I got that… thing… you gave me figured out." Greg started, pulling her aside.
"…and?" She waited impatiently.
"It's nothing. All it does is make noise. It's just a light switch connected to a noisemaker of some kind. It's just like a teenage mechanical engineer at work here." Greg had been surprised by the device, expecting some sort of explosive rather than noisemaker.
"That's it?" Sara was astounded. It was never that simple. I guess we need to get everything else figured out.
Turn left at the old hotel
I know this boulevard much to well
It hasn't changed since I've been gone
This used to be my way home
They paved the road to the neighborhood
I guess the county finally fixed it good
It was getting rough
Someone finally complained enough
"Sara," Grissom said, making her jump, "The boy's family is here. I would like you to talk to them."
"Sure Gris, I'm on it." She left making him smile sadly. 'She's starting to forget. I may have to do something soon.'
Fight the tears back with a smile
Stop and look for a little while
It's plain to see the only thing missing is me
"Hello, Ma'am, I'm Sara Sidle, I'm with the crime lab. You are..?" She supplied the start of the discussion, knowing the woman wouldn't want to talk.
"Carrie Tomwalk." The woman said, eyes downcast. The girl next to her sighed and shifted uncomfortably.
"What's your name?" Sara had barely noticed the girl when she got into the room.
"Liani, I'm sorry, I just… Today hasn't been very good." The girl said, shakily. Grissom watched the two girls talking carefully. He needed to observe how Sara handled this case, and then would make his decision.
That's my house and that's my car
That's my dog in my backyard
There's the window to the room
Where she lays her pretty head
I planted the tree out by the fence
Not long after we moved in
There's my kids that's my wife
Who's that man running my life
"How has today gone?" Sara asked, carefully.
The girl took a deep breath. "At around 8:00 A.M. I had a police officer come to my dorm room. No college student wants that ever. I wasn't sure why he was there though. He just told me that there was a family emergency and I needed to call home as soon as I could. He also asked me if I had any idea what it could be. I mentioned thinking maybe something had happened to my grandmother, since she has a cancer in her brain. So I grabbed my keys and phone then went downstairs to go outside. I called my mom, but she wouldn't tell me anything till she knew I was with someone. I went back upstairs to find my roommate, who was in the bathroom, but she would be back soon. My mom told me what had happened. And asked me how I wanted to get home. My neighbors came and picked me up, and now here I am." The girl answered sadly. "We were just arguing yesterday about who gets my car. Now I really don't care."
"I know this is hard, we don't know much about what's happened yet." Sara was surprised by the ease of the answer, "We found something strange. It's a can with a switch on the top…"
"And when you flick the switch, it makes an obnoxious high-pitched noise, yes, it was made almost purely to annoy me." The girl smiled at the memory. "Who would do this to a kid like that. I mean, sure he was a terrible student, and sure, he'd run his mouth to my boyfriends, but that was about it."
"Boyfriends?"
If i pulled in would it cause a scene
They're not really expecting me
Those kids have been through hell
I hear they've adjusted well
Turn around in the neighbors drive
I'd be hard to recognize in this pick up truck
It's just an old fixer up
"None right now. He would run his mouth to a couple of them, but I haven't seen either of those two in… months. I don't need a boyfriend. Boys are useless."
"Yes they are. So about these…." She thought boys were useless. Grissom stared blankly at the window, wondering how she could think that. She truly had moved on.
Drive away one more time
A lot of things running through my mind
I guess these things change
Boy they never seem the same
"Sara, how'd it go?" Grissom asked her as she left the room.
"You should know you were babysitting me." She said angrily as she went off in search of Nick and the rest of her evidence. "And before you ask, yes I do really think that. At least of the ones here!"
That's my house and that's my car
That's my dog in my backyard
There's the window to the room
Where she lays her pretty head
I planted the tree out by the fence
Not long after we moved in
There's my kids that's my wife
Who's that man running my life
Grissom looked at the floor sadly, 'Who does she feel differently about?'
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Song is "Who's that Man" by Toby Keith.
Watch it at www . youtube . com /watch?vkiGETkD9mj4
Whee, and another song that I love. Song suggestions would be fun, and nice. My supply is fairly limited. That chapter was a bit difficult to write. The college student description is a real one. What does anyone think about maybe having a chapter from Liani's POV?
Adios,
Kitté