A/N: Ergh... I hate school... Sooo, here's the second part of that chapter, I would have put them in one chapter but it would have been tooooo long, and get boring after a while because I have to follow the script for this episode, I felt like there was no other way to do it, by the way, if you guys want to know where I get the scripts from let me know in a review and I'll give you the link in a message :)
Hidden Emotions
Chapter eight
Grissom had gone to visit Laura in hospital, he was interviewing her with her husband, Jack.
"So you never saw the person, huh?" He asked her.
"He... Grabbed me from behind" She replied in a nervous, shaky voice. "There was something clamped over my mouth... and thats the last thing I remember" She said, while touching her lips.
"You know how you got the bruising around your eye?"
Laura thought for a moment then shook her head, "I have no idea, I'm sorry. I was knocked out" She took a nervous, shaky breath, looking at her husband. "I just don't think I can help you"
"She's been through enough, can we cut this short?" Jack asked Grissom angrily.
Grissom smiled slightly, "Sure, I'd like to get a blood sample from you, though, if I could"
"What for?" She asked suddenly.
"You've got scratches on your arm, if we can find traces of your blood in Rundle's truck we can match the DNA - make our case against him that much stronger" He explained.
Jack sighed slightly, "Come on, Grissom, you have the guy, isn't that enough?"
"Yeah well, we didn't get any prints off the duct tape our audio guys are working on stuff. Right now we need something more concrete if we want to prove that he did it."
"I want to help, Jack" Laura told him firmly.
"Okay, all right" Jack sighed.
Laura looked Grissom in the eyes, a cold look that made him shiver slightly. "Whatever it takes to put this guy behind bars, I'll do."
Later on Grissom and Cathering were talking in the hallway when Sara appeared with a roll of duct tape.
"Hey Grissom, come tape me up" She asked smiling.
Grissom, slightly shocked, turned to Catherine, who had a look of shock on her face. "I love my work" He said, smirking.
"It shows" She replied.
Grissom had just taped Sara up, he looked at her, they both could feel the tension in the room building up. Sara wanted to jump up at him and pull him into her arms there and then. He looked at her, smiling, she smiled back. They both knew how special the moment was to them, how special the others smile was, but they just didn't know that they both felt it.
"So, you found Laura's hairs here... Passenger side, front seat?" Grissom asked.
"Right, not in the back, which made me ask, what kind of kidnapper puts a woman bound and unconcsious in the front seat? The back of my arm isn't touching the sheepskin, see?" She explained to him, while demonstrating.
Grissom, slightly confused, shook his head a little, "Yeah, so?"
"But..." Sara continued, smiling at herself. "... there is sheepskin fibre on the back of Laura's sleeve, that tells us Laura sat back like a normal person would" She held out her wrists to Grissom, who was now smiling at her, impressed with her work, would she ever not impress him?
"Cut me, Mack" She told him.
Grissom took the scissors and carefully cut the tape from her thin wrists, being careful not to harm her.
Sara continued with her explanation, "Like this" She then sat back on the seat, the back of her arms touching the sheepskin covers for the car seats.
"So she wasn't bound at all?"
"Correct. But, would a kidnapper risk putting an unconscious woman in the front seat of his car, even unbound? Answer is usually in the question -- you taught me that" She added, smiling, "So, was she unconscious? We found halothane on the patio. Halothane knocks you out ... if you take it."
"So, you're saying she never inhaled the halothane?"
"Proof would be in her blood, halothane stays in the system up to 48 hours" Sara said, sounding upset that she hadn't got a sample of her blood, Grissom smirked.
"How pleased am I that I got a sample of her blood?" He said, smugly, Sara sighed. "So you can go check at the lab, see how it turned out"
Sara stood up, smirking at him. "Damn it, I wanted to carry the ball over the line" She walked past him, leaving him with her scent.
"I know" He said, quietly.
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After a lot of hard work, Grissom, Sara, and Nick had finally solved the case, Laura had been in on it all the time, she had thought they would be sharing the ransom money, but he didn't want to split it, he wanted to keep it all to himself, so Laura ended up buried alive, but they both ended up in jail.
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Grissom was sitting in his office filling out paperwork about the case, he heard his door shut and looked up to find Sara standing against it.
"How did I do?" She asked, smiling.
"Huh?"
"My first official case as a CSI here"
"Oh, you did great, well done" He replied, grinning.
"Thanks, I was wondering if you wanted to get a coffee with me at the little cafe down the street from here?"
"I would but I have a lot of paperwork to do" He sighed, taking off his glasses and pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Migraine?" She asked.
"Yeah, I get them a lot"
Sara walked over to his desk, sitting down in a chair. "You work too hard" She said, gently, rumaging around in her bag. "Here, try these" She handed him a packet of pills. "I used to get them, I carry them around just incase."
Grissom took the packet from her, smiling he put one in his mouth and took a drink of water. "Thanks"
"No problem, keep those, you need them more than I do" She said, getting up and walking back to the door. "I'll see you tomorrow"
"Bye, Sara" He said as she shut the door, realising that he would, infact, see her tomorrow, and almost every day from that day on.
A/N: Sorry, I think that will be the end of following a script for a few chapters, so, tell me what you think! If I made any mistakes, blame them on the fact that I'm still getting used to my final year of school.... Ugh. I'll try and set a schedule for my updating dates... I repeat the word 'TRY'.