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Don't Forget That Cardinal Rule.
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Category:
CSI › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
7,224
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own CSI, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
No Means No!!!
Chapter 2: No Means No!
Sara sat silently rocking. She was ignoring the voices around her. Nick shifted towards her and her head shot up.
“Sara, Brass will be here in half an hour and Dr. Robbins is here now. How about we get you into my Denali and get you to the hospital. We will get your clothes and the SE kit done and then you can go home.” Catherine said quietly. Sara started trembling harder at the mention of going home.
“Sara, did this happen at your home?” Nick asked as he set a gloved hand on her arm. Sara leaned into it and nodded. Nick and Catherine both sucked in a breath and Catherine walked over to the door and cracked it open.
She whispered to those outside for a minute before turning to Sara and asking, “Sara did you drive your Denali to work?” Sara nodded and Catherine turned back to those outside the door and nodded. She thanked the people before closing the door and turned back to Nick and Sara.
“Sara, Grissom is going to process your truck and Warrick is heading to your apartment. They both feel like they are letting you down by not being here to help you.” Catherine said. “They’ll feel better helping than just sitting around.”
Nick quickly changed into a set of cover-alls and walked over to Sara. “Baby, lets get you up and into the truck. Let Cath, get you out of those clothes. I’ll turn around and watch a wall.” He said quietly. Catherine pulled on some gloves as she walked over. She slowly placed her right hand on Sara’s shoulder and Sara flinched backwards away.
“Nick, I think you’ll have to help her out of the clothes. I don’t think she’ll let me touch her.” Catherine stated. Nick nodded and sighed deeply.
“Sara, I’m going to take off your top.” He said in a low voice to the shivering woman. Sara trembled again and nodded her head. Nick stood in front of her and reached behind her neck and loosened the tie of the blue halter top. Once it was loose he left the straps across her shoulders and reached down and loosened the tie at Sara’s waist.
Sara stared into Nick’s eyes as he removed the knots in her shirt. “Sara.” He said. “I want you to place your shirt into the bag Cath has out.” Sara glanced at the bag in Catherine’s hands before shooting her eye back to Nick’s. She bit her lip before reaching up and pulling off the halter and placing it in the bag. Catherine sealed the bag containing the shirt and reached into the kit to get another one.
Sara stood in the room naked from the waist up. She didn’t even bother covering herself. More whip lashes and hand prints decorated her front. Nick noticed a tiny tattoo right between her breasts. It looked to be a tiny happy face wearing a cowboy hat. He quickly hid a smile.
A quiet knock at the door brought both Sara’s and Nick’s attention. Catherine quickly walked over and peeked her head out. Dr. Robbins stood there with a large pile of stuff.
“Sara, Al Robbins is here can he come in?” She asked. Sara bit her lip again and nodded. Al walked in with his crutch and started pulling in lamps, tables, and other stuff behind him. Catherine quickly got the idea and started setting up the portable exam table in a corner and pulled the things closer to set and order to it.
“Sara, I’ve arranged it so that you can have your examination here.” Dr. Robbins explained. “And if you want I’ll do the exam so you have someone you know here.” Sara smiled the full on Sara Sidle smile, the one she wore when she was happy. It was a little forced but everyone could tell she was happy someone she knew and trusted would help her.
“Sara, undo the zipper on your skirt.” Nick said bringing everyone back to the task at hand. Sara whipped her head back to Nick and began to ineffectively try to unzip the skirt from behind. She frowned and tried to turn the skirt but stiffened in pain. She hung her head in defeat.
“Sara, look at me.” Nick said and Sara looked him in the eyes once again. “I’m going to unzip your skirt.” Sara nodded as Nick’s arms once again circled her waist. He unbuttoned and unzipped the skirt. As he let it go it dropped off the slim hips and onto the floor and Sara was left standing in a ripped blue thong and a pair of strappy black heeled sandals.
Sara stepped out of the skirt and Catherine picked it up and sealed it in an evidence bag. Now standing naked Sara shivered and reached down and removed the tore pair of panties. She handed them to Catherine as well. Her brow crinkled as she thought for a moment.
“Sara, what’s wrong?” Al asked. Sara crouched down and finally removed her shoes. The look of relief on her face was evident to the three others in the room with the loud sigh she gave.
Sara smiled slightly before cupping between her breasts, effectively covering her tattoo. Both Catherine and Nick noticed that it wasn’t the only one gracing her body.
Sara suddenly turned and began rooting through one of the work kits.
“Sar, what are you looking for?” Nick asked just before Sara held out a sterile swab and used it to wipe across the happy face tattoo. She then marked the case and set it aside.
A small hoarse voice stuttered out in the room, “C-c-c-collect it o-o-or l-l-l-loose it.” Both Nick and Catherine smiled at hearing one of Grissom’s favourite adages coming from Sara.
Sara sat silently rocking. She was ignoring the voices around her. Nick shifted towards her and her head shot up.
“Sara, Brass will be here in half an hour and Dr. Robbins is here now. How about we get you into my Denali and get you to the hospital. We will get your clothes and the SE kit done and then you can go home.” Catherine said quietly. Sara started trembling harder at the mention of going home.
“Sara, did this happen at your home?” Nick asked as he set a gloved hand on her arm. Sara leaned into it and nodded. Nick and Catherine both sucked in a breath and Catherine walked over to the door and cracked it open.
She whispered to those outside for a minute before turning to Sara and asking, “Sara did you drive your Denali to work?” Sara nodded and Catherine turned back to those outside the door and nodded. She thanked the people before closing the door and turned back to Nick and Sara.
“Sara, Grissom is going to process your truck and Warrick is heading to your apartment. They both feel like they are letting you down by not being here to help you.” Catherine said. “They’ll feel better helping than just sitting around.”
Nick quickly changed into a set of cover-alls and walked over to Sara. “Baby, lets get you up and into the truck. Let Cath, get you out of those clothes. I’ll turn around and watch a wall.” He said quietly. Catherine pulled on some gloves as she walked over. She slowly placed her right hand on Sara’s shoulder and Sara flinched backwards away.
“Nick, I think you’ll have to help her out of the clothes. I don’t think she’ll let me touch her.” Catherine stated. Nick nodded and sighed deeply.
“Sara, I’m going to take off your top.” He said in a low voice to the shivering woman. Sara trembled again and nodded her head. Nick stood in front of her and reached behind her neck and loosened the tie of the blue halter top. Once it was loose he left the straps across her shoulders and reached down and loosened the tie at Sara’s waist.
Sara stared into Nick’s eyes as he removed the knots in her shirt. “Sara.” He said. “I want you to place your shirt into the bag Cath has out.” Sara glanced at the bag in Catherine’s hands before shooting her eye back to Nick’s. She bit her lip before reaching up and pulling off the halter and placing it in the bag. Catherine sealed the bag containing the shirt and reached into the kit to get another one.
Sara stood in the room naked from the waist up. She didn’t even bother covering herself. More whip lashes and hand prints decorated her front. Nick noticed a tiny tattoo right between her breasts. It looked to be a tiny happy face wearing a cowboy hat. He quickly hid a smile.
A quiet knock at the door brought both Sara’s and Nick’s attention. Catherine quickly walked over and peeked her head out. Dr. Robbins stood there with a large pile of stuff.
“Sara, Al Robbins is here can he come in?” She asked. Sara bit her lip again and nodded. Al walked in with his crutch and started pulling in lamps, tables, and other stuff behind him. Catherine quickly got the idea and started setting up the portable exam table in a corner and pulled the things closer to set and order to it.
“Sara, I’ve arranged it so that you can have your examination here.” Dr. Robbins explained. “And if you want I’ll do the exam so you have someone you know here.” Sara smiled the full on Sara Sidle smile, the one she wore when she was happy. It was a little forced but everyone could tell she was happy someone she knew and trusted would help her.
“Sara, undo the zipper on your skirt.” Nick said bringing everyone back to the task at hand. Sara whipped her head back to Nick and began to ineffectively try to unzip the skirt from behind. She frowned and tried to turn the skirt but stiffened in pain. She hung her head in defeat.
“Sara, look at me.” Nick said and Sara looked him in the eyes once again. “I’m going to unzip your skirt.” Sara nodded as Nick’s arms once again circled her waist. He unbuttoned and unzipped the skirt. As he let it go it dropped off the slim hips and onto the floor and Sara was left standing in a ripped blue thong and a pair of strappy black heeled sandals.
Sara stepped out of the skirt and Catherine picked it up and sealed it in an evidence bag. Now standing naked Sara shivered and reached down and removed the tore pair of panties. She handed them to Catherine as well. Her brow crinkled as she thought for a moment.
“Sara, what’s wrong?” Al asked. Sara crouched down and finally removed her shoes. The look of relief on her face was evident to the three others in the room with the loud sigh she gave.
Sara smiled slightly before cupping between her breasts, effectively covering her tattoo. Both Catherine and Nick noticed that it wasn’t the only one gracing her body.
Sara suddenly turned and began rooting through one of the work kits.
“Sar, what are you looking for?” Nick asked just before Sara held out a sterile swab and used it to wipe across the happy face tattoo. She then marked the case and set it aside.
A small hoarse voice stuttered out in the room, “C-c-c-collect it o-o-or l-l-l-loose it.” Both Nick and Catherine smiled at hearing one of Grissom’s favourite adages coming from Sara.