Las Vegas Crime Lab:
"Greg Sanders, you have a package waiting for you at the front desk!" Reception calls over the intercom. Everyone in the conference room looks at him, but say nothing. Greg gets up & goes to the front desk, collects the package & goes back to the conference room. He slowly opens the package & takes out a journal. On the front of the Journal "PRIVATE, KEEP OUT!" is written in Black Permanent marker. Right underneath the marker, a name they all known well.
"What is it? Greg?" Sarah asks. He turns the journal around to face the others, exposing the warning & name to everyone in the room. They all gasp. James has come to the lab looking for the CSI's.
"Gil Grissom, you have a visitor at the front desk." Reception calls over the intercom. They all get up to see who is at the front desk. They all see James & Grissom goes to get him. Once back in the conference room, James expresses his concern.
"Devenia didn't show up for work yesterday or today. And when I went to her house, it was open, ransacked & her parents were nowhere to be found. She wasn't in the house, but there was blood on the floor. Levi was freaking out, so I took her to my ranch. She's in the stables with the other horses. If it's any possibility, do you think you could find out where she is at?"
"Her journal was just delivered to Greg, so we may find out a couple clues to where she could be. By the way, did she mention where she was getting the bruises? I mean to you at least?" Catherine asked.
"She wouldn't tell me. But like you said, maybe she wrote it in her journal. She always had that thing in her backpack, it's like it was keeping her life together, besides school, Levi & working at the Diner. Am I not allowed to see what's inside it? If not, I can leave. I've got to get back to the Diner anyways. Will you let me know if you find out anything?"
"Yeah, we'll let you know. And no, you can't see what's inside the journal, it's evidence now. We'll be going to her home next. Do you know where she lives?"
"Just on the outskirts of town; it's a small black house, you can't miss it. And once you get inside, don't be surprised if it smells like booze & smoke. She told me enough to let me know her dad's a big time boozer & her mom's a heavy smoker. From that, I know no more. Sorry."
"It's okay. Thanks for bringing this to our attention. We'll get right on it." Grissom said.
"Your welcome. And let me know if you find anything, along with finding her. If it's as bad as I think it is. She's going to need a stable home & I just happen to be a certified Foster Parent. Haven't been one for a while, but she's like a daughter to me anyways."
"We know what you mean. She's like a daughter to all of us. Linzie's been asking if she can stay over for a while now. I'll send Linzie over to take Devenia's place as waitress if you want. Linzie likes helping Devenia out whenever we go to the Diner."
"I know, but I can't let you do that. I won't give Devenia's place up. She'll be back before anyone notices she's gone. I'll just tell everyone that she's on vacation with some friends. My real daughter will be going to California, so I'll say she went with them. It'll have to do. Keep me posted." And with that final statement, James left the Lab and headed back to the Diner, wishing on every step he took, that I was found safely.