Just What I Needed
Chapter 9
I don't own CSI but I do love to play with them! It's the sincerest form of flattery!
A/N Ahhh Gregg-o. How I love him!
Greg stopped Sara as she was leaving the bathroom.
"Greg," she said, surprised by him being there, "Why are you stalking me?"
Yah, she knew already, but just to keep up appearances, she figured she'd ask.
"You know why I am stalking you!" he replied, knowing full well she was going to play innocent and he was going to have to drag the truth out of her. "Well, I was actually looking to speak to Dr. Grissom's girlfriend."
She cleared her throat. Oh yah, busted.
"I have NO idea who you are talking about!" she protested.
"Well, let's just say that Deputy Dog over there told me that the tall pretty brunette was Grissom's girlfriend."
"Well, he was mistaken," she replied, trying to move around Greg and back to the lab.
"No way, Missy," Greg placed himself directly in her path again, "You are going to fess up this time."
"Greg," Sara answered, looking at him directly in the eyes, with the most serious face she could manage, "I can't have this conversation with you right now, but I promise, I will tell you everything later."
"I trust you, I shouldn't but I do," Greg answered, kissing her on the cheek, "But he'd better not hurt you or he will have to deal with the wrath of Greg-o!"
"He won't," she answered, flashing Greg the most beautiful smile he had seen from her in quite a while, "He won't."
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They entered the labroom to see three heads looking at the screen and deep in conversation.
Charlie was holding a weathered folder, looking back and forth between the screen and the folder and pointing out items to Grissom and Archie.
"What did we miss?" Sara asked, taking her position standing next to Grissom.
"Well, this is a birth certificate," Charlie said, "And its for a child named Nicholas Faisano."
"Who is that?" Greg asked.
"Well," Charlie said, looking puzzled, "I'm not sure. I know who Stephanie and Tony Faisano are. Tony has been in trouble in this area and has quite a rap sheet."
"And Stephanie?" Sara asked.
"She's his sister. But here's the thing, the estate that the Tanner's had recently bought the loot from was the Faisano estate."
"She told us it was Vinnie Faisano, I think," Sara said, feeling her brain starting to process the information.
"So," Archie asked, "Who is Nick Faisano?"
"Well he's not in the file, so I'm not sure. Can we google him?" Charlie asked.
Archie quickly pulled up a search engine and began to search for Nick Faisano. But he could find no one who appeared to have ties to the Faisano family currently under investigation.
"Wait," Archie called out, "How about this Robert Merritt? He's associated with Giada Merritt, who is listed as the contact for Stephanie Faisano."
"Hold on," Charlie said, "I think we have a Robert Merritt in custody."
"I think we may have a connection!" Greg said.
"Well know, let's see what Mr. Merritt has to say for himself!" Charlie said as she walked out the door and headed towards lock up.
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Sara had feigned the need to step out to get something from the car. She gave Grissom a raised eyebrow that said "Come hither". He followed her moments later.
"What's up?" he asked, being careful not to get so close as to arouse curiosity from Archie or Greg.
"Greg," she replied, "He knows."
"What?" Grissom responded, "How would he know?"
"One of the deputies referred to me as your girlfriend," Sara answered, grimacing.
"Well," Grissom answered, "That's unexpected."
"Gil," Sara said, "I'm going to come clean with him. He's my best friend and we can trust him. You trust Doc Robbins, you trust Jim, and I trust Greg."
"And I trust you," he whispered in his ear, "Intimately."
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Sheriff Charlie had Bobby Merritt in the interrogation room. He wasn't saying too much.
A knock at the door interrupted the silence.
Charlie stood and stepped out the door, closing it loudly behind her.
The deputy had news that might help change the subject.
"Who?" Charlie asked.
"Tony Faisano."
"Really?" she asked.
"Yup."
Charlie stepped into the observation room to find Grissom and Sara deep in conversation.
"Well," she said, "No thanks to the chucklehead through there, I believe we may have a lead."
"What?" Sara asked.
"Tony Faisano is in the local hospital." Charlie informed them. "He was in a car accident, apparently on the way to his father's estate."
"Well," Grissom answered, "I think Sara and I will visit the hospital and see what he knows."
"Good plan, let me give you my cell phone number. Take my car and be careful driving because the weather is still pretty bad."
She handed the keys to the car to Grissom, who then handed them to Sara.
"She drives."
"Good girl!" Charlie said to Sara. She recognized a woman after her own heart. Take charge, don't be dominated by a man, don't let anyone boss you around.
Sara took Charlie's number and gave her both hers and Grissom's.
"Can you have someone find a room for Greg and Archie?" Grissom asked.
"Sure thing," Charlie answered, "But too bad it wasn't Mr. Stokes who showed up, he could have stayed with me!"
They laughed together as they walked out the door.
Clearly Nick had made quite and impression on Charlie!
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Grissom reviewed the file as they braved the storms and drove to the hospital.
"It looks like this guy is a real psycho!" he told Sara as she did her best to avoid the huge puddles of standing water.
"Like what?" she asked, not paying much attention to anything but the road.
"He's got a rap sheet a mile long and it looks like he doesn't care who he hurts!" Grissom answered.
They swerved to avoid another major water run-off and almost ended up in the ditch.
"Did you want me to drive dear?" Grissom asked.
"No, no, I'm fine." Sara's heart was pounding. The driving was really bad. The outskirts of Vegas were like this in the torrential rain, but she could usually avoid being outside the city when the weather turned bad. In the desert, the rain would sometimes cause run off onto the roads, even washing parts of the road out, when the rain hit the barren ground.
Sara's phone began to ring, she reached into her pocket and handed it to Grissom.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Grissom?" Greg asked, not really surprised to find Grissom answering Sara's phone.
"Yes Greg," Grissom answered, "What's up?"
"We have another Faisano in town!" Greg said, "Man there are a lot of these people!"
"Is it the sister?" Grissom asked.
"Yeah, Charlie said it was Stephanie Faisano, and she's at the police station demanding to know where the rest of her father's estate is," Greg explained.
"Does she know her brother is in the hospital?" Grissom asked.
"I'm not sure," Greg answered.
"Let Sheriff Charlie know we'd prefer if she didn't say anything until we get a chance to question him." Grissom instructed.
"You got it."
With that, Sara hit a patch of water that she couldn't maneuver and the car began to slide. As the car entered the ditch, Grissom lost hold of the phone and, as it fell to the floor of the sedan, he felt his head hit the dashboard.
"Grissom? Griss? What's going on?" said Greg to no one as the loud crunching noise became silence.
"Shit," he yelled as he ran to find the Sheriff to get help.
A/N We are almost there! And we will end with some nice GSR smutty love. Within 's guidelines of course!