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[gris_bug_man]

Pick up, Sara. Let me know you're all right.

The call went to voicemail for the sixth time.

Getting in his vehicle, he drove to her last location, the latest crime scene. Walking inside, he saw files scattered and a bloody field kit.

Ten minutes later, the rest of the team had assembled at the sight.

"We're going with the assumption that he wanted her alive," he said roughly, refusing to consider the alternative.

"Spread out, people. See what we can find."

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Re: To Find

[captainbrass.livejournal.com]

Brass breaks out into a full run, gasping despite his already heavy breathing as Sara swings the chain and obviously hits the assailant with great force.

The man falls back, but the angle of their bodies is wrong for Brass to shoot, and he curses out loud and screams "LVPD" as the suspect lunges again for Sara.

Re: To Find

[lvpd_sidle]

"She's mine! You can't take my prize from me!" the man screams back, enraged, slashing blindly for Sara, but unable to see her in the darkness.

And once again, she laughs, panting hard. "Told you. I've never walked alone. You've lost."

Choosing her moment, she races past him and Brass, meeting up with Grissom and giving the detective a clear shot. He is still pursuing her blindly.

Re: To Find

[captainbrass.livejournal.com]

He doesn't make it far, as Brass quickly fires two shots, one lodging in the suspect's shoulder and spinning his torso around as the other bullet lodges in his arm.

The suspect falls to the ground, grabbing his arm and dropping his knife. Brass, with his gun now trained squarely between the man's eyes, runs over just as the bastard reaches for his lost weapon.

With one, well-placed boot heel, Brass crushes the bones in the man's other wrist as he slams it onto the concrete floor. "Move again, and you're dead."

Re: To Find

[gris_bug_man]

"We need the medics in here!" Grissom yells behind him, holding Sara upright. She's losing blood, not rapidly, but enough to be worriesome. No telling what other injuries she wouldn't tell him about.

"If you ask me whether or not I'm all right, I'll hit you," she grumbles, accepting his support.

That, more than anything, causes his breathing to finally even and calm. She's all right.

"I'm dead regardless," the man then says, glaring at Brass with utmost loathing. "Without my princess, my purpose, I am nothing."

Re: To Find

[captainbrass.livejournal.com]

Brass kicks away the knife.

"I'm sure you'll find another princess in the Clark County Detention Center, until they put you on Death Row that is. Now roll onto your back, or you're going to find out just how many times I can shoot you without killing you."

Re: To Find

[gris_bug_man]

"Police brutality." He spits, turning over. "A lovely lawsuit."

"A true shame none of us heard anything," Grissom snaps, herding Sara onto the gurney the paramedics wheel in.

"Pulse 65-" "Blood pressure 100/82-" "Oxygen saturation 35%, were you drugged Ms. Sidle?"

"He gassed me with chlorofoam. I think. Nothing else that I know of but there might be something on the knife."

"Get her to Desert Palms. No one is to visit without police escort," he says roughly, giving her hand a squeeze.

"Griss--let them know?"

"I will," he says softly, giving her hand another squeeze before the doors to the ambulance are shut.

Re: To Find

[captainbrass.livejournal.com]

Brass slaps cuffs on the man, ignoring his shrieks of pain, and pats him down for other weapons before signaling for the paramedics to come over.

"You're under arrest for the kidnapping and assault of Sare Sidle. You have the right to remain silent. Of course, you're a serial killer and we have enough evidence to send you away until you piss your diapers and choke, so it really doesn't matter either way, does it, pal? If you give up that right, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney and to have an attorney present during questioning. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided to you at no cost. During any questioning, you may decide at any time to exercise these rights, not answer any questions, or make any statements."

He can see Vartann enter the building, and waves him over as the paramedics begin to take a look at the suspect's wounds. "Keep him in restraints, and I want at least two armed uniforms in the room with him at all times. And get his full identification so we can get warrants for any properties or vehicles not at this scene."

Re: To Find

[gris_bug_man]

"Understood, Captain," Vartann nods, sparing a thoroughly disgusted look at the man on the ground. "Honestly. Targeting a CSI will go down as the second biggest mistake of your miserable life."

A sick, twisted grin. "What's the first then?"

And Vartann leans down, his eyes narrow and hate-filled. "Taking an innocent life in the first place. Hope you enjoy your reservation in Hell."

Grissom comes back in. "Ecklie is sending dayshift since my people would obviously be too involved." Annoyance clearly underlies the spoken words. "Sara's injuries aren't life-threatening, but she'll be in the hospital for a few days."

Re: To Find

[captainbrass.livejournal.com]

"Do you really want Warrick processing Sara's blood splatter, and Greg swabbing her epithelials from that chain?" he asks point blank, not looking for an answer.

"I'm going to need to stick around, turn in my gun and make a statement. You heading to the hospital?"

[Allergy meds = thick fingers, omg. *blushes*]

Re: To Find

[gris_bug_man]

"I will shortly. I need to inform certain people in Sara's life about what has happened." Knowing Jim will read between the lines: Have to stop at Milliways first.

"Then I will go to the hospital. I'll see you there."

[ooc: *snuggles*]

Re: To Find

[captainbrass.livejournal.com]

Brass gives him a knowing nod. "It shouldn't take too long. I didn't even get to kill him," he adds with a rueful half-smile. "Give Sara my best, and tell her... tell her good work."

Re: To Find

[gris_bug_man]

"I will. And Jim...thanks."