Hey, sorry!! I know it's way past monday, when I said I was going to update! I'm so sorry! I just started school again this week and some other stuff was going on. So here you go. I hope to have the next one up soon!
KJ
CHAPTER 12 - I'm Not Okay - My Chemical Romance
Grissom and Sara walked in to find Brass sitting behind his desk and a man
and woman sitting in the two chairs in front of him.
"Is this about Brandon? Did you find him?" Mrs. Wells said, unable to keep
the anxiousness out of her voice.
"Is he alright?" Mr. Wells asked.
"Mr. and Mrs. Wells-" Grissom started.
"Please, I'm Mike and this is Kris." He said, giving Grissom a small smile.
"I'm very sorry, but is this your son Brandon?" Grissom asked, taking a photo
out of his folder.
"Oh, no!" Kris said, tears forming in her eyes within seconds of looking at
the photo.
"No, this can't be- you, you must have made some mistake." Mike said, looking
up from the photo, searching Grissom's eyes for anything to tell him this was
all just some big nightmare.
"Brandon was found today in an old wear house. How long has he been missing?"
Grissom asked softly.
"Um abo- about 6 days now. He uh he never came home from school and we called
the teachers and his friends, but no one had seen him." Mike said, tightening
his grip on his wife's hand.
"I knew we shouldn't have let him take the bus home." Kris said. "I knew he
was still too young, but he wanted to go with his friends. He said if he
didn't, he wouldn't be 'one of the guys'." She said smiling a little at the
memory.
"Have you found out who took him?" Mike asked.
"We're um we're still working on it." Sara said.
Mike turned and looked at Sara. "Please, you have to find out who did this."
"We're doing every thing we can." Brass said.
"Did Brandon know a boy named Logan Hall?" Grissom asked.
The two looked at each other.
"No, I don't think so." Mike said. "Why do you ask?"
"He's missing." Sara said.
"Have you noticed anyone in the neighborhood that has looked suspicious?"
Grissom asked.
"Look, I'm sorry, but this is just too much right now." Mike said getting up
along with his wife.
Sara couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Someone else's son is out there, how can you just-"
"Sara. Sara, come on let's go." Grissom quickly cut her off. He placed his
hand on her back and led her out of the room.
Once they where in his office, Sara broke down and cried. She didn't even try
to stop the tears from falling.
Grissom held her close, sobs racking her body.
"I'm sorry Gil, I just..."
"Shhh. It's okay Sara." Grissom whispered in her ear.
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Sara sat in her car in the parking lot. Grissom had told her to go home and
get some rest.
She wasn't tired at all. She thought about the case. They had nothing. Dead
ends. No evidence. No leads. Hell, no suspects. The case was cold.
She hated saying that finding Logan alive was well, let's just say the
chances weren't that good.
'I'm okay, right? I'm holding it together...somewhat. Who the hell am I
kidding? I'm not okay. I'm not holding myself together. I'm self destructive.
I'm on the verge of breaking.' Sara thought, leaning her head against the
steering wheel.
She closed her eyes and sighed.
Sara reached into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone. She then searched
her car for a piece of paper with the phone number she had scribbled down.
After two rings, he answered.
"Charlie, it's Sara."
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Abby sat in her room listening to music, not doing anything really. She was
home alone again and happy about it.
She was so tired about all the talk about her sister. Her mom wondered what
Liz would be like when she came back from her mission trip.
She wished she could crawl in a hole and not come out for a while.
'It's okay. Everything will change soon. Liz will leave for a month and
everything will be good right? Mom will stop talking about how great Liz is
and how she's doing such a wonderful thing and how she wishes I was more like
Liz. Okay, so she doesn't say that in so many words, but that's basically it.
Liz won't be around to talk to me about all her friends and how they are so
annoying and how much she has to do, and the complaining will stop...Yeah like
hell that will happen. Mom won't stop talking about Liz because she will be
gone. Leading up to when Liz leaves, she won't shut up about all the stuff she
has to do and how little time she has to do it and how she doesn't have
enough
money to pay me back, but still goes out with friends for coffee or dinner.
The complaining will get worse. Dad will talk to me about mom, mom will talk
to me about dad and I'll just have to listen, cause if I protest, they bite my
head off for it. Yeah, everything is not okay.'
Abby reached over and turned the sound up on the stereo, trying to drown out
her own thoughts.
