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Chapter Nine
Alley – 1:35am
"Where is she?" Catherine practically jumped Detective Vega when she arrived at the scene half an hour later.
"There. We found her like that not even ten minutes ago but she won't let anyone near her. She needs to get to a hospital. Think you can get through to her? She kept saying your name when we tried to get anything out of her."
"Thanks, Sam." Catherine nodded before heading towards Sara. She knelt down in front of the younger CSI. "Sara? Honey, I need you to look at me."
For the first time since the paramedics had arrived, Sara moved. She blinked a few times and looked up at Catherine.
"Cath?"
"Yeah, honey, it's me." She replied, taking in Sara's injuries. There was dried blood under her nose, her mouth was still bleeding and there was a deep horizontal cut above her right eye, which was also bruised and swollen. She could see that there was a large amount of bruising and other scrapes around her neck, arms, and legs. Knowing there was more damage under the large EMT jacket that was covering the rest of her, Catherine had to fight back the tears.
"I'm sorry."
"For what?" Catherine put her hands on Sara's knees.
"Interrupting your life again."
"Sara, listen to me. You're doing nothing of the sort."
"But -."
"No, Sara. I mean it." Catherine said sternly. "Now, I need you to let the paramedics take care of you."
"Parame… Hank… No, Catherine, no." Sara's eyes went wide in fear.
"Sara, Sara, listen to me. Hank isn't here. He isn't going to hurt you again. We're gunna go to the hospital, take your statement and day shift is going to get all the evidence so we can send that bastard to jail where he belongs. You're safe, I promise."
Sara hesitantly nodded. "Okay…"
Catherine waved the paramedics over. "I'm going to stay right beside you, Sara. You let me know I you need anything at all."