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Pole As you can see this story is about conflicts and there would be more conflicts! Just keep reading and you will see.

Chapter 6 – Confrontations

Brass left Catherine's office and went to the A/V Lab in search of Sara. He knew by experience that the brunette had issues with cases involving rapes. Who hasn't? He thought to himself. It was a brutal act, a violation of the integrity of women and in some cases men. But what was worse were the sequels that were left behind along with the difficulties to trust again.

He arrived to the A/V Lab and saw the slim figure of the brunette seated next to Archie who was trying to focus on the sounds of the videotape, replaying again and again a fragment of a bloody face sobbing. Sara was seated with her hands in both sides of the earphones, like Archie, but this one was manipulating with his right hand the audio controllers.

"I'm going to try to adjust the audio, but the sobs of the man make it difficult to separate them from the other voice." Archie was saying concentrated and with his eyes half closed, trying to listened the sounds.

"Do what you have to do Archie, but we need to know what is he saying to him" Sara order, rather than demanded.

Archie looked at her, with a little fear. He knew that Sara was pissed off, but didn't want to question her about that. He learnt years ago not to ask questions that didn't seem to include him.

With the play of another couple of mechanisms and a little magic of the computer, he ended separating two kind of voices.

"All right" He said triumphaly, smiling to Sara whom face was still serious. "Here we have the two voices. The one above is the man on the screen. The other one is noise and the voice of our mystery man. I'm going to play it again to see if we can hear what he is saying"

After a couple of seconds, a sigh of frustration escaped from Sara's lips. Her eyes were closed and she was counting to ten to kept her patience. "Still we can't hear him clearly."

Archie didn't say anything. He was used to be confronted to challenges. He normally got patience enough for the both of them, but the brunette was making him nervous. She was exasperated and her bad mood didn't help him a lot.

"Hey Sara. How is it going with that?"

Sara took off the earphones and turn to see a smiling Brass leaning against the door frame. She returned his smile. Brass had always cheered her up a little. She didn't know how he did it but it was true.

"Hey Brass. Not very well. We are trying to decipher a second voice." She said with a tired smile. She looks like she needed a break. Maybe the ride to Carl's house was a good idea, and on the way there we could have a coffee and make small talk. The girl needs a break. Brass thought to himself.

"I can see that" He saw Archie's face who was pleading him to take Sara out of there. "Maybe we could leave Archie with this and go to take a coffee and play a visit to Carl Roth's house"

"I don't know, Brass, I'm stuck here with Archie and the videotape, maybe Warrick could go with you" She said. She didn't want to leave the videotape. Something was telling her that the only evidence that could help them was the videotape and she was determinated to find out what that something was.

"I talked to Catherine and she thinks that you are my girl" He said with a twinkle in his eye to her. "Also Warrick is not my type, and he and Catherine are going to the house of the brother of the poor girl that, that mother fucker rapped"

"Could you give me a couple of minutes to take my things? I'll be with you in five minutes." She stood up from the chair quickly, turned to Archie and said "Keep me informed about this. I want to know what he is saying, ok?" After Archie nodded she left heading to Catherine's office, but she didn't find her. So she went to the Locker Room to take her belongs. There she found the one she was looking for.

Catherine was putting her jacket on, when the brunette entered like a wild cat. "Why are you sending me to Carl's house? I was trying to figured out what the mysterious man was saying!!!" She said trying to keep her tone calm, but failing.

Catherine, raised her head, and looked at Sara, furrowing her brows she said to her "I think you need a break from that videotape." She said it in a serious tone. "And I'm going with Warrick to see if the brother of Betty Wilson can tell us something about her death."

"Betty Wilson? Now I remember! I knew that the name of Carl Roth was familiar to me." She said angrier than before, but this time, it wasn't directed to Catherine but to the bloody man of the videotape.

"Yeah, I found a couple of minutes ago that she killed herself, like Carl said in the videotape and that the only relative alive is her brother. So Now I'm going to see him, and you…" She said pointing a finger to Sara "you are going to inspect the house of the victim"

"What victim? The one on the videotape or the one Carl raped?"

"Don't start again Sara" Catherine warned.

"Ok, you're the boss, aren't you?" This was said with a tone full of resentment that didn't escape to the blonde.

Sara reached her locker, took her jacket and exited the locker room the same way she had entered it, leaving Catherine with the word in her mouth.

"Yeah, I'm the boss…" Said Catherine after Sara had left the room just in a whisper full of pain. She didn't know how to approach the young woman without fighting or making her angry, and that frustrated her, because deep in her heart she cared a lot for her. But it seemed that every time they work a case, there was a war between the two of them, and that made Catherine sad.

She didn't need to fight with a co-worker, even less with the only female co-worker. When they worked a case together, they were good at their job, but they were too far away from been friendly, especially with cases involving rapes. Sara always took it personally, and that wasn't the best way to solve a case.

Brass was waiting for Sara at the A/V Lab. He had asked to Archie to play the videotape again just to see why Sara was so upset. The moment he heard Carl's confession, he knew what made the brunette mad, adding that maybe Catherine wasn't helping too much treating Sara the way she did.

"Thank you, Archie" He said to the Lab technician. He put on the table the headphones and sigh.

"You're welcome" Was Archie replied. "You know, sometimes I hate this job. There are times that it's funny, but seeing this man on this state it's depressing. I know I don't have to feel bad for the poor guy, but even if he did what he said, I think that no one deserves a death like that" He added in a sad tone.

"Maybe you are right, Archie" Brass said. He was going to add something else, but at this moment Sara entered saying she was ready to leave. "You ready?" With a nod of her head, she stared to the screen while Archie put the headphones on, and press play.

"Let's go, Brass" She said without looking to him and heading to the exit. Brass followed her and entered in his car. Sara took her Tahoe and followed him through the traffic of Las Vegas. She was thinking about the case she had work with Catherine, the Wilson's case. She remember it was a seventeen years old girl, who had been raped. Catherine interviewed the man, meanwhile she was searching his house.

She remembered finding all the evidence: the rope he used to kept her still, pictures of the girl, the sheets full of his semen and blood of Betty. She remembered Betty, remembered how scared she was of identifying him. She understood her fear, she could felt it, but that didn't help Betty, because she was dead, and the fact that her rapist was dead didn't relieve the feeling of impotence that she felt then and still felt now.

TBC