Author's notes: A lot going on in this chapter, hopefully I was able to convey everything the way I want it. Also, the whole layout of the lab/detective's area is always so confusing. I watch the show and can never figure out where everyone actually is, so I'm making things conform to fit my needs.
Hopefully for some of you, this chapter will give you more insight to some of the situations going on in this story. A pie of pumpkin pie if you figure it out!
Finally able to post this. I've tried
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Chasing the fleeing man through the back door Flack was pleased to see that the back of the auto repair shop was fenced in with a ten foot chain link fence. The young man was not even half way up when he lost his footing and fell back to the ground. In a flash he was back on his feet and turned to face the approaching detective. Going on the offensive, he rushed at Flack, swinging somewhat wildly. With more luck than finesse, his right caught Flack on the chin. A large diamond ring on his hand caused a small scratch on Flack's chin. Flack reached and grabbed the arm and twisted it behind the man's back and forced him to the ground. Flack kneeled on the prone man's back and put the cuffs on him.
Reaching up Flack touched at the scratch, wiping away the small line of blood that had formed. "All I wanted was to ask you some questions Johnny and here you go running away from me and you hit me." Flack hauled the young man to his feet. "What's up with that? You got something that you don't want me to know about?"
"No man, it ain't like that."
"Got anything in those pockets that are going to stick me?" Flack started patting him down. "Hey, what do we have here?" He pulled out a small baggy filled with what would appear to be marijuana.
"Hey that's for my Grandma, it's medicinal."
"Sure it is. Glaucoma I bet. You know that's hereditary. You must got it too cause you sure can't see shit. Come on, lets go downtown and we'll have a nice talk and see how your Grandma is doing." Flack lead him back through the garage as the other men watched warily.
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Stella hung up the phone and looked over to where Lindsay was looking through a microscope. "Sometimes I have to wonder about the incompetence of some people."
Lindsay looked up questioningly, "Alright, what brought that up?"
"I just got off the phone with a case worker who needs a DNA test ran on a baby that was abandoned the other night."
Frowning slightly, Lindsay replied. "So the case worker is incompetent?"
"No, the hospital."
"Hospital?"
"The hospital contaminated the samples it took and now that poor baby needs to get stuck again. The case worker is having the foster mother stop by tomorrow to get another sample drawn." Stella moved back to the test she was currently conducting. "Poor baby, the case worker said it was a little girl and she was dumped at a church. I don't understand how someone could do that to a baby."
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Danny looked at his watch, it was 6:15 p.m. and he hadn't heard anything more from Flack since their phone call earlier that day. It had been a busy afternoon, with several crimes that had taken his attention away from the case from early that morning. Checking his voicemail for any missed calls and there were none. He decided that he should call Flack, give him an update and see if Flack had found anything yet.
Dialing Flack's number, Danny began thinking about whether he should mention the earlier conversation. After five rings it was picked up, Danny brightened his voice, "Hey Flack."
"Danny, I don't have time to talk. I'm hurrying to get a judge's signature on a warrant and if I don't hurry I'll miss the only one still in the building." Flack's tone was hurried.
"I've got some updates on our vic from this morning, Roberta McGann."
"Send me a voice mail or something, I'll listen to it later. Judge Stoddicker, hold on a minute please." Flack's volume increased as he tried to get the attention of the judge walking towards the elevator. "Danny, got to go." Flack closed his phone and jogged to the waiting judge.
Danny stood looking at the cell phone for a moment and spoke his thoughts aloud. "Flack, what is with you?" He picked up a file from his desk and dumped it into an envelope. Putting it into the inter-office mailbox, he shook his head. Flack could read it tomorrow; Danny was going to make sure his own ass was covered. It wasn't like Flack to blow off a case like this. Danny contemplated speaking to Mac about it, but decided that he would give his friend one more day and if Flack wasn't back to normal Danny would find out what was going on.
Turning and surveying the almost empty lab, Danny walked over to one of the females looking at a computer screen. "Hey Montana, let's go grab a bite to eat."
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The next morning: 10 a.m.
Flack stood behind the chair that contained a slouching Johnny Siebert, resplendent in his orange jumpsuit. Siebert's rap sheet was lying on the table in front of him. Flack had spent another almost sleepless night and it was wearing on him. Even though he had shaved and changed clothing, you could still see the fatigue in his eyes and actions. Coming back in this morning he had immediately sent for Siebert, not even taking time to look at the stack of information on his desk from his other cases.
"To bad about your Grandma's recent passing, must have slipped your mind with it being six year ago. So, you've got an ounce of pot on you and no excuse." Flack bent over him, "Of course if you answer the questions I have, maybe it can plead down to a misdemeanor. So what do you say Johnny? Are you up for answering a few questions for me?"
Looking like his fury was barely being contained Johnny looked up at the detective. "Sure, I only ran cause I knew that I had the pot in my pocket. I've got nothing to hide."
"Ok, tell me about your girlfriend Bobbie Smith."
"Why do you want to know about her?"
"Let's just say I'm curious about her whereabouts night before last." Flack moved around to face the suspect.
"Probably at home with the baby. Or downstairs with that fat cow Gloria."
"I stopped by your apartment yesterday and no one was about, so I went to find you. After picking you up I found a judge that was more than willing to give me a search warrant for the apartment you share with your girlfriend. No one was there, but it looked like there had been a hell of a fight. Broken glass and things turned over. Looks like someone was packing a bag, including one with baby supplies. Care to explain?"
"I haven't seen Bobbie in a couple of days, we had been fighting."
"About what?"
"She wanted to go back home and was going to take the baby with her."
"So you started pushing her around?"
"No! I got pissed and went out to have a few drinks. I decided to stay away from home a day or two and let her cool down."
"Is it possible that she might have skipped town with the baby?"
"I guess she might have. She was kind of flighty."
Flack looked at the man intently. "Funny thing, I wasn't able to find anything in the system for a Bobbie Smith."
The young man smirked, "She liked her privacy."
"Another thing, I found $2000 in cash under the bed. How predictable. What's with the load of dough?"
"That's my money. I don't trust banks. It better be all there."
"Don't worry Johnny; I think you can trust us more than we can trust you." Flack ran his hand through his hair and stepped out of the room momentarily. This was getting nowhere. Maybe it was time to mention the found baby. If he could connect Johnny and the baby, then the next step might be clearer.
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The tall dark haired woman walked across the entryway carrying an infant seat. Inside the baby slept. She went to the elevator and pushed the up button. She had been here before and knew her way around. Hopefully the sample taking wouldn't upset Darcy to bad. The baby wasn't sleeping through the night yet, so there had been several nighttime feedings and the woman could feel the lack of sleep. Once they were done at the lab they were going back home and it would be naptime for this new mommy. She wondered if Danny would be in the lab. She hadn't seen him hanging around lately.
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Flack went back into the interrogation room and explained that an infant had been found the other evening. Was it a possibility that it could be his and Bobbie's baby? Could Bobbie have left the baby and headed back to her childhood home?
The man agreed that it could be a possibility. Flack then asked if he would be willing to submit to a DNA test to confirm paternity. The young man agreed.
Knowing that the likelihood of Johnny trying to make a run for it was slight, he didn't put the cuffs on. Flack opened the door and they headed towards the lab.
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Danny walked into the morgue and found the older man he was looking for. "So what new information do you have for me today Doc?"
Sid looked at him and smiled, "Several things. First, look at this." He held up a photo of their victim. "Bruising around the neck from where she was strangled. See this, looks like our murderer had a ring on. Notice the unique pattern to it. But I've saved the best for last. I've got the results from the rape kit we ran. It came back positive for semen. I also took the liberty of having the DNA ran against the system. Here you go." He handed Danny a file folder." A simple thank you will suffice."
Danny looked at the information, "How do you like that? He's already in custody, arrested for holding an ounce of pot and assulting an officer. Arresting officer, Don Flack? I didn't give my boy enough credit. Thanks Doc." With that he turned and walked back to the lab.