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Bloodstains-Chapter 1
She stood, uncertainly surveying the scene. In the middle of the room lay the body of a young female, pale and lifeless, surrounded by the small quantity of blood remaining. The rest had been drained from the body, meticulously collected and carried away, or perhaps used at the scene. Sara knew all too well what the blood was for. Grissom, Nick and Warrick spread out across the room, hunting for fibres, prints any traces of evidence and finding little. The killer was clever. Catherine glanced up at Sara, standing numb in the doorway. "Are you okay?" she asked. Sara nodded quietly and turned to help process the scene. "Why do you think they he took the blood?" asked Nick of the group. Grissom looked up, "We don't guess at things, Nick," he lectured, "We follow the evidence." "For the leader," remarked Sara, so quietly they barely heard her. "What?" Nick demanded. "They took the blood for the leader, unless the leader actually committed this one of course." "The leader?" asked Warrick sceptically. "Of the vampires," Sara replied, as if it explained everything. The others exchanged questioning glances, realising they would get no more information from Sara for now. * * * * * *
"We've been looking into this case for years," Agent Carter of the FBI claimed as he asserted his authority back at the lab, "We are of course prepared to accept your help with forensic examination of the evidence but this is primarily our case, and we do hope you can recognise that." Three of the assembled CSIs murmured this discontent while Grissom retaliated. "We are prepared to work in conjunction with your team but this is a crime committed in Las Vegas, to be investigated by us, particularly as you have yet to prove this is linked to your other cases." "I would say the links were obvious Dr. Grissom. For a start all the victims had their wrists and throats slit, blood was collected from the wounds-" Sara Sidle's entrance interrupted his monologue. "And here we have another link," hissed Carter, his eyes flicking to Sara's face. "What a surprise to see you again CSI Sidle." "I should've known you'd turn up sooner or later," she replied icily. "Well," Carter turned to his entourage, "Let's get to work, where shall we start, hmm, suspects-lets see-you sleeping with anyone Sidle?" Sara eyes flashed with rage, "Get lost, Peter." "Can I take that as a no?" Sara shook her head at him, "You never give up do you? This is just because you were too blind to see a serial killer right under your nose-" "At least I wasn't sleeping with one, Sara!" She looked at him, her eyes hard and when she spoke her voice was cold and threatening "I told you it wasn't over, Peter, I told you there was more to this, but you didn't care did you? As long as you got your tick in the box, your chance of promotion nothing else mattered. You don't care that people are dying now because you couldn't get it right all those years ago," Sara shook her head in disgust and turned to leave. "Sara!" Carter called after her, "You're not to go anywhere near this case, you're too personally involved." She ignored him. "If you do anything, I'll make sure I have you career," he yelled after her. She turned sharply, "Have it," she hissed, "You've taken everything else."
TBC
Bloodstains-Chapter 1
She stood, uncertainly surveying the scene. In the middle of the room lay the body of a young female, pale and lifeless, surrounded by the small quantity of blood remaining. The rest had been drained from the body, meticulously collected and carried away, or perhaps used at the scene. Sara knew all too well what the blood was for. Grissom, Nick and Warrick spread out across the room, hunting for fibres, prints any traces of evidence and finding little. The killer was clever. Catherine glanced up at Sara, standing numb in the doorway. "Are you okay?" she asked. Sara nodded quietly and turned to help process the scene. "Why do you think they he took the blood?" asked Nick of the group. Grissom looked up, "We don't guess at things, Nick," he lectured, "We follow the evidence." "For the leader," remarked Sara, so quietly they barely heard her. "What?" Nick demanded. "They took the blood for the leader, unless the leader actually committed this one of course." "The leader?" asked Warrick sceptically. "Of the vampires," Sara replied, as if it explained everything. The others exchanged questioning glances, realising they would get no more information from Sara for now. * * * * * *
"We've been looking into this case for years," Agent Carter of the FBI claimed as he asserted his authority back at the lab, "We are of course prepared to accept your help with forensic examination of the evidence but this is primarily our case, and we do hope you can recognise that." Three of the assembled CSIs murmured this discontent while Grissom retaliated. "We are prepared to work in conjunction with your team but this is a crime committed in Las Vegas, to be investigated by us, particularly as you have yet to prove this is linked to your other cases." "I would say the links were obvious Dr. Grissom. For a start all the victims had their wrists and throats slit, blood was collected from the wounds-" Sara Sidle's entrance interrupted his monologue. "And here we have another link," hissed Carter, his eyes flicking to Sara's face. "What a surprise to see you again CSI Sidle." "I should've known you'd turn up sooner or later," she replied icily. "Well," Carter turned to his entourage, "Let's get to work, where shall we start, hmm, suspects-lets see-you sleeping with anyone Sidle?" Sara eyes flashed with rage, "Get lost, Peter." "Can I take that as a no?" Sara shook her head at him, "You never give up do you? This is just because you were too blind to see a serial killer right under your nose-" "At least I wasn't sleeping with one, Sara!" She looked at him, her eyes hard and when she spoke her voice was cold and threatening "I told you it wasn't over, Peter, I told you there was more to this, but you didn't care did you? As long as you got your tick in the box, your chance of promotion nothing else mattered. You don't care that people are dying now because you couldn't get it right all those years ago," Sara shook her head in disgust and turned to leave. "Sara!" Carter called after her, "You're not to go anywhere near this case, you're too personally involved." She ignored him. "If you do anything, I'll make sure I have you career," he yelled after her. She turned sharply, "Have it," she hissed, "You've taken everything else."
TBC