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Grissom watched through the Plexiglas as Sara sat in the confession room, opposite a counselor and Jake. Captain Brass stood behind her, his arms crossed in front of him.
"Jake, can you tell me how you got here?"
Sara asked, quietly, being careful not to spook him. Jake looked up at the counselor and she gave him a reassuring nod.
"A man brought me in his car."
"Do you know who the man was?" Jake shook his head fervently.
Sara nodded "Ok."
"What about your parents, can you tell me where they are?"
Jake shifted. "My daddy died."
Sara lifted her eyes. "When did your daddy die?"
Jake sighed. "When I was a baby – he was a soldya."
Sara's shoulders relaxed slightly.
"He died in the war?"
Jake nodded.
"What about your mom Jake, where is she?"
Jake's whole body stiffened when he was asked this question. Grissom and Sara both noticed this.
Sara looked into Jake's eyes softly. "Jake, I want you to know that you can tell me anything- whatever anyone else has said to you, it's not true."
"He hurt my mommy."
"Who, who did Jake? The man who drove you here?"
Jake nodded again.
Just then, Grissom walked quietly into the room and whispered something to Brass.
"Sara", he beckoned her.
Sara got up and walked over to him.
He held the door for her as they exited the room.
"What's up?" Sara asked him.
"That map that the letter came with had a marking over a place out west – Red Rock Canyon area."
"Yeah, I saw it."
"Well, some cops were sent out to scan the area, and they found a body – or at least they thought it was a body, couldn't get close enough to find out."
"So what happens now?"
"We go and check it out – wrap up your confession with the kid and I'll meet in you out at the Denali."
"Gil – you need to go home, you've pulled enough doubles this week."
"Yeah and it's worth it to be able to spend time with my wife."
Sara tried not to smile.
"And besides", Grissom continued. "This kid deserves to have his mom back – alive or otherwise."
An hour later Grissom and Sara were traipsing down the bank of Red Rock Canyon.
"Careful", Grissom warned as Sara's foot slipped on some loose dirt.
"Hey, look down, over there – that our body?"
"Looks like a deer."
Sara grimaced. "Yeah, after it's head's been cut off."
Grissom and Sara reached the flat land and jogged to where the body was. When they were a little over twenty feet away, they finally could make out what the figure was. It was indeed a human; a woman; with no head.
Grissom and Sara began breathing through their mouths as the smell of the already (with the help of the flies and the sun), decomposing body, hit their nostrils.
"So what do you think happened here?" Grissom asked Sara.
"Well, since I know you don't go by theories, I'll offer one knowing it won't make any difference anyway – from what the kid told me, I'm guessing our mystery guy and our Jane Doe had some sort of argument."
Grissom stared at the headless woman's corpse. "Yeah… talk about losing your head."