Only time could tell
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Category:
CSI › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
41
Views:
4,473
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.
Only time could tell
My second fanfic, a CSI one, I love this show.
I don´t own any of the characters, names or anything else. Anything you don’t recognize is mine. This is just a story and has nothing to do with Jorja Fox or Marg Helgenberger. Don’t owe anything so don’t sue.
I do own the victims but they aren´t alive so there ain´t much to own there ... ;)
I´m not a scientist, I try to be as accurate with the scientific information as I can be, don´t blame me if something isn´t right.
Thanks ...
Thanks Dutchie for being my Beta.
~*~
Summary
What seems to be a horrible murder turns into something even worse.
Only time could tell ...
Chapter 1
What can I say, I did it. Somehow I managed to do everything that no one expected me to do.
October
The wheat her was chilly and a strong wind was blowing. I turned of the ignition and slammed the car door shut. As chill crept down my spine as the wind blew my jacket open. I rushed inside the CSI office, as always I was late, but not to late.
Cath was already there and she passed me a mug of hot coffee. Warrick and Nick came in right behind me, bragging about something and giving each other a high five. Seemed like the two of them made some kind of a deal again. Those two would never grow up.
Grissom came in all dressed up and packed. He told us that he was called to a case where they needed someone who was familiar with bugs and insects. He told us that he had to leave tonight and that Cath was in charge for as long as he wasn´t here.
Grissom assigned the cases to us and then he left leaving us with a 2 murders, which he assigned to Nick and me, and double murder/suicide which he assigned to Warrick and Catherine. We all went on our own ways and 25 minutes later I arrived at the crime scene. A police officer held up the yellow tape that surrounded the perimeter and I drove the SUV pass the tape after showing my badge. I got out of the car and changed my own jacket for the blue CSI forensics jacket. A picked up my case and I was shown to the site where the victim murdered.
An officer showed me the way, we walked into a house that looked like a family home. Two cars in the driveway, a bike in the front yard and some toys on the floor in the living room. We went upstairs and that is where I got my shock, we didn´t proceed going to the master bedroom, no we rounded the corner and we went into a little girls room. The room was pink coloured and the floor and bed where covered in stuffed animals, the cabinet in the corner held a big collection of beanie bags. The sheets where covered in blood, and more blood was dripping on the floor. The scene was so unrealistic, a little girl she couldn´t have been older then six was lying on the bed, face down.
"Miss, can I go or do I have to stay?" The officer asked me, I turned around and looked at him.
"No, you can go, just don´t contaminate my crime scene." He turned around and walked outside as soon as he could.
Well it was obvious why Grissom assigned this case to me, he knew that Cath hated crimes in which kids where the victims and that she would do anything to nail the bastard who did this and totally forget about her other responsibilities. A couple of weeks ago I had to pull her away from some woman that was the girlfriend of her ex-husband, she´d almost killed Lindsey in a car crash. They all thought that I´m this tough woman, and that a murder on a child didn´t really bother to me, which was a stupid idea. Just shows how good they really know me.
A couple of minutes later I was taking some blood samples, and I was searching for other evidence that might identify the killer. Suddenly I heard a thub coming from the closet, I turned around and in one movement I pulled my gun out and the safety down. I walked thought the closet and opened the door. Staring at my gun was a little boy, who was trying to make himself even smaller in the corner of the closet. He was scared and shocked.
I don´t own any of the characters, names or anything else. Anything you don’t recognize is mine. This is just a story and has nothing to do with Jorja Fox or Marg Helgenberger. Don’t owe anything so don’t sue.
I do own the victims but they aren´t alive so there ain´t much to own there ... ;)
I´m not a scientist, I try to be as accurate with the scientific information as I can be, don´t blame me if something isn´t right.
Thanks ...
Thanks Dutchie for being my Beta.
~*~
Summary
What seems to be a horrible murder turns into something even worse.
Only time could tell ...
Chapter 1
What can I say, I did it. Somehow I managed to do everything that no one expected me to do.
October
The wheat her was chilly and a strong wind was blowing. I turned of the ignition and slammed the car door shut. As chill crept down my spine as the wind blew my jacket open. I rushed inside the CSI office, as always I was late, but not to late.
Cath was already there and she passed me a mug of hot coffee. Warrick and Nick came in right behind me, bragging about something and giving each other a high five. Seemed like the two of them made some kind of a deal again. Those two would never grow up.
Grissom came in all dressed up and packed. He told us that he was called to a case where they needed someone who was familiar with bugs and insects. He told us that he had to leave tonight and that Cath was in charge for as long as he wasn´t here.
Grissom assigned the cases to us and then he left leaving us with a 2 murders, which he assigned to Nick and me, and double murder/suicide which he assigned to Warrick and Catherine. We all went on our own ways and 25 minutes later I arrived at the crime scene. A police officer held up the yellow tape that surrounded the perimeter and I drove the SUV pass the tape after showing my badge. I got out of the car and changed my own jacket for the blue CSI forensics jacket. A picked up my case and I was shown to the site where the victim murdered.
An officer showed me the way, we walked into a house that looked like a family home. Two cars in the driveway, a bike in the front yard and some toys on the floor in the living room. We went upstairs and that is where I got my shock, we didn´t proceed going to the master bedroom, no we rounded the corner and we went into a little girls room. The room was pink coloured and the floor and bed where covered in stuffed animals, the cabinet in the corner held a big collection of beanie bags. The sheets where covered in blood, and more blood was dripping on the floor. The scene was so unrealistic, a little girl she couldn´t have been older then six was lying on the bed, face down.
"Miss, can I go or do I have to stay?" The officer asked me, I turned around and looked at him.
"No, you can go, just don´t contaminate my crime scene." He turned around and walked outside as soon as he could.
Well it was obvious why Grissom assigned this case to me, he knew that Cath hated crimes in which kids where the victims and that she would do anything to nail the bastard who did this and totally forget about her other responsibilities. A couple of weeks ago I had to pull her away from some woman that was the girlfriend of her ex-husband, she´d almost killed Lindsey in a car crash. They all thought that I´m this tough woman, and that a murder on a child didn´t really bother to me, which was a stupid idea. Just shows how good they really know me.
A couple of minutes later I was taking some blood samples, and I was searching for other evidence that might identify the killer. Suddenly I heard a thub coming from the closet, I turned around and in one movement I pulled my gun out and the safety down. I walked thought the closet and opened the door. Staring at my gun was a little boy, who was trying to make himself even smaller in the corner of the closet. He was scared and shocked.