I Know I'll Never Love This Way Again
"What a horrible scene" Catherine said to Warrick as they were looking at the dead body of Charlotte Jonson sprawled in a way that no body should look.
The original assignment that they had been given was transferred to the day shift as Grissom wanted all his team working the Charlotte Jonson case. He and Ecklie had an argument about it, but in the end Grissom won…as usual.
Warrick was processing the scene around Charlotte when he saw a flicker… a movement.
"Catherine, she's moving" he said, his face turning white.
"What are you talking about Warrick, how can she survive a 23 story fall?
"Luck" said voice.
Catherine and Warrick stared at the broken body of Charlotte Jonson, who had somehow by the grace of God survived a 23 storey fall.
"It is not possible that she survived" Catherine said. "I am imagining things"
"This is Warrick Brown of CSI, we need an ambulance right away, our suicide victim is alive, injured badly but alive all the same." Warrick's voice was shaky.
"Ambulance is on the way Warrick" dispatch said.
Catherine and Warrick watched as the ambulance attendants loaded Charlotte Jonson into the ambulance. They were thunderstruck that this woman had survived a 23 storey fall. No one survives that kind of fall.
"Let's call Greg, we need him here now, I have to go to the hospital with Charlotte to talk to her, while you and Greg process the scene.
Catherine called Greg and told him to come to the Tangiers for the Charlotte Jonson case.
"Why do we need three people to process the scene? Woman jumped – suicide - end of story – two people is enough to process the scene." Ecklie said as he stopped Greg from leaving.
"There is more to it than that sir, Catherine wouldn't say, but she said there has been a new development in the case." Greg told him. "besides you're not my boss, Grissom is'
"Well Grissom is not here is he, he's probably at home with Sara Sidle banging her, so since he is not here, then I'm in charge and I forbid you to go to the scene" Ecklie said.
Greg glared at Ecklie and sauntered out the door, clearly defying him and not giving a rats' ass as he knew where Grissom was, he was standing right behind Ecklie and had heard every single word that he had said regarding he and Sara. He was not a happy man.
"Sanders, where the hell do you think you are going?" Ecklie said and stared at the young CSI's retreating back.
"He's going to the crime scene he was asked to assist at Ecklie" said a very controlled but angry voice.
Ecklie turned to see a visibly angry Gil Grissom staring at him, his eyes blazing with anger and disgust.
"Now, G-Gil, I-I didn't really mean, I am so-sorry for what I just said…"he said and his voice shook a little.
"I am going to have you charged for defamation Conrad, I am going to get you for what you have done to me and my team over the years. You are so jealous of me and my team that you have to say those kinds of things. Even if it were true that Sara and I were a couple, that is none of your business. What Sara and I do outside work hours is none of your concern. I would appreciate if you would just back off your attitude problem and treat my CSI team with respect."
Grissom turned and walked away after that, he had something to do before heading to the Tangiers to help process the scene. Sara sat in the townhouse that she and Grissom shared staring blankly at the TV.
"Sara?" he said approaching her.
"What?" She said, her voice hoarse her features drawn.
"I have some news as it pertains to Charlotte Jonson, but you have to keep it to yourself and not tell a soul"
"I don't go anywhere Griss, I'm on sabbatical I won't tell a soul" she said.
"Charlotte survived the jump" he said.
Sara whipped around and faced him, her eyes narrowed. "What? Are you kidding me, how did she survive?"
Grissom shrugged. "Luck" he said. "Sara, she is still in bad shape, but she did initially survive, we need to talk to her and keep her in protective custody. If the press finds out this … there could be problems. We also need to make sure that those goons stay in jail.
"Breaking news…."interrupted the TV news anchor. "Sources say that Al Jonson, Oscar Riddler and Rudy Vagn have all made bail. They were held in custody for a bunch of charges from attempted murder and kidnapping among others, but their lawyers and their families came up with the bail money.
Interviewers were shoving microphones in their faces. "This ain't over until somebody is happy and gets the justice they deserve" was all that Al Jonson would say. The other two were whisked away in cars before they could speak.
"This isn't over…it is far far from over" Grissom said and Sara began to cry. He could see her tears flowing down her cheeks. He thought of his team and Charlotte and the others involved in this case.
"We need to have Lindsey Willows in protective custody, or those goons or their friends could come after her. After all she shot on of them, self defense or no self defense, they will be looking for her" Sara said after a long silence.
"You got that right…I'll make a call" Grissom said.
Meanwhile at Lindsey Willows' house. Lindsey was taking advantage of the situation, no mom around and no other adult to 'babysit her' She knew she really wasn't supposed to have anybody in due to her situation, but she couldn't help it. Her boyfriend Ken Jonson was not only her best friend, but a boy that she couldn't stop thinking about. Ken had been bothering her about going all the way and Lindsey was resisting…until now. Ken had no idea what kind of trouble he and Lindsey were in.
They were in the middle of an embrace when both their cell phones went off. Untangling themselves they moved to separate areas of the house to answer.
"What do you want" exploded Lindsey.
"Lindsey, this is Gil Grissom, you need to make sure you have the doors locked tight. Those goons from the Tangiers were let out on bail and could come after you any time. One of us CSIs will come get you. We all have a key to your mom's house so listen to me do not answer the door."
On the other side of the room….
"Ken this is your grandpa Al, where the hell are you?"
"With my girlfriend why the hell are you calling me!"
"We got bailed out and we need your assistance"
"I don't do that no more" Ken said and looked suggestively at Lindsey, who was turning pale as a ghost from her position on the other side of the room.
Al snorted. "Are you turning 'good boy' on me?"
"Grandpa Al, look my mother just committed suicide can't I have a little break! I mean I do have needs"
"You may go back to your girl after you do something for us"
"And what prey tell is that?"
"You gotta get rid of that snot Lindsey Willows" replied Al.
"W-who?"
My muse is back in full force with a new twist. There ain't any reason to end the story now. It will continue on and on now that I've added this little twist – Charlotte is alive – but barely and Lindsey is dating her son. (what a twist) Right now tho I'm going to take a little break as I need to collect thoughts as to where this story is headed.