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gris_bug_manPick 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."
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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Date: 2006-04-13 04:03 pm (UTC)Someone has to make jokes.
(And it's always Greg.)
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Date: 2006-04-13 04:14 pm (UTC)He crouches next to the field kit, taking swabs of the blood. "One of you take molds of the footprints and tire treads."
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Date: 2006-04-13 04:30 pm (UTC)"Gil, what do you need me to do?"
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Date: 2006-04-13 04:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-13 04:45 pm (UTC)"Judy, put me through to Archie," he said into the phone, forgoing his normal pleasantries to the young secretary. After a beat, she obviously connects him immediately. "Archie, I need you to track a cell phone, right now. This is your only priority."
Brass turns to Grissom, covering the receiver. "What's her number?"
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Date: 2006-04-13 04:49 pm (UTC)Light brown, bloody scalp attached.
Despite his worry, he finds himself smiling. Didn't go without a fight, did you?
"Call DNA as well -- we have hair, scalp, and blood samples. Top priority--this individual may be in the system."
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Date: 2006-04-13 05:07 pm (UTC)He hangs up the phone unceremoniously, turning to the door to growl at some uniforms who have arrived. "If you even think about disturbing this crime scene, I will personally see to it that you're all flipping burgers by tomorrow. Canvas the area. Anyone who saw anything, ever, bring them to me. If they don't talk, tell them they're going to be held for twenty-four hours in the finest accommodations the Las Vegas Police Department has to offer."
They stand a little dumb-founded, and Brass growls. "Go!"
As the cops starts to canvas the neighborhood, Brass turns back to Grissom as he studies the sample. Brass calls for Vega, and motions down to Grissom's sample. "Bring this in to DNA, as quickly as possible. I'll call it in." As Vega nods, and takes the sample, Brass claps him on the back once and then glaces at Gil.
"She got a piece of him, huh?"
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Date: 2006-04-13 05:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-13 05:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-13 05:17 pm (UTC)"Can you describe the individuals for us?" Grissom asks calmly.
The kid, maybe seventeen years old and with enough piercings to set off a metal alarm shrugs. "The lady was thrashing something fierce. He did something to her face and she stopped struggling. She looked thin, dark hair. The guy had brown hair, not as dark as hers. Looked about your age," nodding to Brass. "He put her in a white truck and drove off." He points north.
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Date: 2006-04-13 05:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-13 05:26 pm (UTC)Grissom nods. "Thank you for your help. This officer here will take your statement."
The kid nods, turning to follow the officer before spinning back. "He had a scar on his left--no, right cheek. Looked like a jagged cross. Will that help?"
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Date: 2006-04-13 05:43 pm (UTC)"Yes, it will," Brass says firmly, pulling the glorified walkie-talkie from his belt.
"I need an APB put out - white truck, possibly a Ford, license plate beginning in Tango, X-Ray, Oscar. Suspect a white male, mid to late 50s, light brown hair, scarring on the right cheek. Heading North. Consider him armed and dangerous, with a hostage," Brass said, swallowing back a touch of bile in his throat for the first time in a long time.
He makes a few more calls - Wendy, Henry to run the plate numbers against the DMV database, and sends a small fleet heading North to start canvassing.
"He fucked up too many times already. We'll find him."
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Date: 2006-04-13 05:47 pm (UTC)Grissom, it's Archie. I put a trace out on Sara's phone, like Brass asked. I've narrowed the location down to a place about fifteen miles from your current location.
"Excellent. Where is the signal originating?"
A few minutes later, he snaps his phone closed. "We have a location. Let's move--and get an ambulance on the way, sirens off."
To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 05:52 pm (UTC)Sara groans, moving her head gingerly and sitting up. She isn't bound to her chair, though a chain rests on the floor next to her feet.
"You're awake, my princess," her captor croons, moving into the light before her. "Excellent. I wouldn't want you to miss anything."
She glares up at him, refusing to show fear. "What do you want with me?"
"What does anyone want, Princess? So many things. I've been watching you for many years." Despite herself, she shudders at his words and he smiles. "I've seen you at your best, and you are the best in your vocation. It's only appropriate that now I see you at your worst."
He reaches out, tracing a hand along one shoulder. "It would be a pity to marr such beautiful skin." The other hand struck swiftly, leaving her stunned. "But such will only enhance your beauty. I want your anger. I want your screams. Because no one can hear you. And no one will find you. It's just you and me, Sara. You and me."
Re: To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 06:01 pm (UTC)Re: To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 06:19 pm (UTC)"Don't you fucking blame me for your sick motives, bastard," she hisses, turning painfully.
Re: To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 06:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-13 07:09 pm (UTC)"Do you have your gun?"
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Date: 2006-04-13 07:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-13 07:34 pm (UTC)"I'm driving."
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Date: 2006-04-13 07:42 pm (UTC)Re: To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 07:47 pm (UTC)Re: To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 07:51 pm (UTC)He moves behind her, hands on her waist.
And she laughs. "Going to rape me? Hate to disappoint you, but it wouldn't be the first time."
Re: To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 07:57 pm (UTC)He pulls a knife from his belt. "By your blood you shall be made pure once again."
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Date: 2006-04-13 08:01 pm (UTC)He flips on the flashing lights, and they drive in silence for several minutes at an almost negligent speed, the only sounds static over his scanner and disembodied voices neither pays much attention to as the desert flies by the car's slightly tinted windows.
"Gil, I go in first, and you stay behind me and listen to what I'm telling you. You pull any cowboy bullshit with this psycho and there's no telling what he'll do."
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Date: 2006-04-13 08:18 pm (UTC)Re: To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 08:22 pm (UTC)Giving Gil a signal with a tilt of his head, he slides open a large, rusty door with as little sound as he possible and squeezes through it, gun first, eyes squinting as he adjusts to the change in light.
Re: To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 08:27 pm (UTC)Making no sound, he points. There is a large shadow looming over her, wielding a knife.
Re: To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 08:39 pm (UTC)It's too far, and too dark, to take a shot and guarantee he won't hit Sara as well, or have her end up with a throat full of BFK for his troubles, but if he says anything the guy could slit her throat in an instant.
His gun trained on the shadow's head, he starts to move along the wall in the shadows as quickly and quietly as possible.
Re: To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 08:43 pm (UTC)His grip on the knife loosens.
And she moves, elbowing hard into his abdomen and pushing out of the chair, swinging the chain gripped in her hand.
Re: To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 08:51 pm (UTC)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
Date: 2006-04-13 08:56 pm (UTC)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
Date: 2006-04-13 09:01 pm (UTC)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
Date: 2006-04-13 09:06 pm (UTC)"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
Date: 2006-04-13 09:11 pm (UTC)"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
Date: 2006-04-13 09:15 pm (UTC)"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
Date: 2006-04-13 09:31 pm (UTC)"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
Date: 2006-04-13 09:37 pm (UTC)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
Date: 2006-04-13 09:51 pm (UTC)"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
Date: 2006-04-13 09:55 pm (UTC)"Then I will go to the hospital. I'll see you there."
[ooc: *snuggles*]
Re: To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 09:58 pm (UTC)Re: To Find
Date: 2006-04-13 10:22 pm (UTC)