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Title: Shards of Glass - Chapter 10
Fandom: CSI:Miami
Characters/Pairing: Involves all regular cast members of CSI:Miami. No pairings.
Words: 935
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG
A/N: Who knew that tying up all the loose ends within a story would be so complicated? ;-) Thanks to my beta, drwilltx, because up until now I have neglected to mention him.
A/N #2: Rebekah Mayers and Bryan Drake are the only characters I own. The rest of the characters do not belong to me, they belong to those who created CSI:Miami.
Shards of Glass
Chapter 10
With a search warrant obtained by Tripp, Delko and Wolfe went to Bryan Drake’s apartment. Bryan waited outside the building, pacing. From his demeanor, Delko couldn’t tell if Bryan was nervous, annoyed, or a strange mix of the two. Wolfe proceeded to the apartment, forensics kit in hand, to search for the clothing that Bryan allegedly wore on the day of the attack.
The warrant included Bryan’s car. Making sure he had everything he needed to work, Delko crossed the parking lot to the vehicle. He raised his camera, snapping photographs. When he was satisfied that there were enough photos of the exterior, he set his camera aside. Using Bryan's keys, Delko opened the car doors. He took his time inspecting the interior of the car. Periodically, he would glance across the parking lot at Bryan to see if his behavior would change under the stress of the search. Bryan's pacing continued the entire time Delko searched the car. Bryan's pacing increased when he realized that Delko had made an incriminating discovery.
The blindfold that Bryan claimed was in the glove box was missing.
Earlier, Tripp questioned Bryan about his things. The things in his apartment. The things in his car. The things inside the glove box. Under intense scrutiny, Bryan had finally admitted that he kept a spare key to Rebekah’s SUV within the glove box. Delko was not surprised when the key also turned up missing. Confronted with this fact, Bryan became visibly uncomfortable. Angrily, Bryan moved his arms in short, quick bursts. His voice was raised and his pacing resumed. Delko smirked.
Search completed, Delko and Wolfe returned to the crime lab with several items of clothing, shoes, and a few other miscellaneous items.
“I’m going to log this stuff and then start running it for trace.” Delko said, lugging a heavy box of evidence bags.
“Need any help?” Wolfe asked.
“Sure. Thanks.” Delko nodded, “I’ve also got the evidence you gathered from Rebekah’s SUV to process.”
“Sounds like we’d better get to work then.” Wolfe replied.
*****
She was anxious. Hospitals were never a comfortable place for anyone and right now all Rebekah cared about was getting home. She idly flipped through the channels of the television, waiting for her cab to arrive.
“You, ma’am, look ready to get out of here.” Horatio said from the doorway. He toyed with the sunglasses in his hands.
“Lieutenant!” Rebekah looked over at him in surprise. She was definitely not expecting to see her boss. “What are you doing here?” She asked, turning off the television.
“I came by to check on you.” He replied. The bruising on her face now had a purple tint, marring her normally cheerful visage. He took a few steps into the room.
“Thanks.” She replied quietly. “I’ve been discharged. I was waiting for a cab to take me home.” She picked at the hospital scrubs that a nurse had given her to wear.
“Well Rebekah, why don’t I give you a ride?” Horatio suggested.
“I don’t want to be a bother.”
“Never.” There was a hint of a smile on his face.
Rebekah slowly climbed off the hospital bed. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” He answered, putting on his sunglasses.
She walked over to the corner of the room and grabbed a jacket from one of the hangers. “And thanks for loaning me your jacket.” She said, holding it out to him. She tried to smile but the action hurt her bruised face too much.
Horatio took the jacket, cocking his head slightly. There was a pained expression on his face. “I want you to know that we are going to find who did this to you.”
Rebekah nodded, uncertain of if her voice would work. She let out a long, slow breath attempting to calm herself. “I know.” She said finally.
He didn’t say anything further as they walked outside the hospital toward the Hummer. He didn't want to press the subject, giving Rebekah the lead to talk about the attack only if she chose.
****
“I found out that Bryan is a suspect.” Rebekah said once they were settled in the Hummer and on the move.
“We’ve questioned him.” Horatio acknowledged, keeping his eyes on the road. “And I had a team search his place earlier today. It’s…it’s probably best if you don’t have any contact with him until we finish the investigation.”
“Yeah.” Rebekah replied softly. She could feel tears rising up inside of her. “We argued yesterday and I haven’t spoken to him since. I got scared when I found out he had lied to me about being questioned.”
“Understandable.” Horatio agreed. He sensed that Rebekah was starting to get upset. “Right now I just want you to focus on getting some rest, okay? Let us worry about the investigation.” He glanced over at her.
Rebekah nodded, her gaze focused down on her hands in her lap. She blinked rapidly to stop any tears from escaping. She remained quiet for the remainder of the trip to her apartment. The only sounds in the Hummer were the occasional chimes and tinny-sounding voice from the GPS device.
Horatio dropped Rebekah off at her apartment with strict instructions for her to call him if she needed anything. He continued to drive around for awhile, giving himself some time to think. Driving was often the only time he had free of interruptions, unlike at the lab which was one interruption after another.
Something was bothering Horatio about the suspect on the video tape. He couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that perhaps the suspect, in some capacity, worked at the MDPD building.
Fandom: CSI:Miami
Characters/Pairing: Involves all regular cast members of CSI:Miami. No pairings.
Words: 935
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG
A/N: Who knew that tying up all the loose ends within a story would be so complicated? ;-) Thanks to my beta, drwilltx, because up until now I have neglected to mention him.
A/N #2: Rebekah Mayers and Bryan Drake are the only characters I own. The rest of the characters do not belong to me, they belong to those who created CSI:Miami.
Shards of Glass
Chapter 10
With a search warrant obtained by Tripp, Delko and Wolfe went to Bryan Drake’s apartment. Bryan waited outside the building, pacing. From his demeanor, Delko couldn’t tell if Bryan was nervous, annoyed, or a strange mix of the two. Wolfe proceeded to the apartment, forensics kit in hand, to search for the clothing that Bryan allegedly wore on the day of the attack.
The warrant included Bryan’s car. Making sure he had everything he needed to work, Delko crossed the parking lot to the vehicle. He raised his camera, snapping photographs. When he was satisfied that there were enough photos of the exterior, he set his camera aside. Using Bryan's keys, Delko opened the car doors. He took his time inspecting the interior of the car. Periodically, he would glance across the parking lot at Bryan to see if his behavior would change under the stress of the search. Bryan's pacing continued the entire time Delko searched the car. Bryan's pacing increased when he realized that Delko had made an incriminating discovery.
The blindfold that Bryan claimed was in the glove box was missing.
Earlier, Tripp questioned Bryan about his things. The things in his apartment. The things in his car. The things inside the glove box. Under intense scrutiny, Bryan had finally admitted that he kept a spare key to Rebekah’s SUV within the glove box. Delko was not surprised when the key also turned up missing. Confronted with this fact, Bryan became visibly uncomfortable. Angrily, Bryan moved his arms in short, quick bursts. His voice was raised and his pacing resumed. Delko smirked.
Search completed, Delko and Wolfe returned to the crime lab with several items of clothing, shoes, and a few other miscellaneous items.
“I’m going to log this stuff and then start running it for trace.” Delko said, lugging a heavy box of evidence bags.
“Need any help?” Wolfe asked.
“Sure. Thanks.” Delko nodded, “I’ve also got the evidence you gathered from Rebekah’s SUV to process.”
“Sounds like we’d better get to work then.” Wolfe replied.
*****
She was anxious. Hospitals were never a comfortable place for anyone and right now all Rebekah cared about was getting home. She idly flipped through the channels of the television, waiting for her cab to arrive.
“You, ma’am, look ready to get out of here.” Horatio said from the doorway. He toyed with the sunglasses in his hands.
“Lieutenant!” Rebekah looked over at him in surprise. She was definitely not expecting to see her boss. “What are you doing here?” She asked, turning off the television.
“I came by to check on you.” He replied. The bruising on her face now had a purple tint, marring her normally cheerful visage. He took a few steps into the room.
“Thanks.” She replied quietly. “I’ve been discharged. I was waiting for a cab to take me home.” She picked at the hospital scrubs that a nurse had given her to wear.
“Well Rebekah, why don’t I give you a ride?” Horatio suggested.
“I don’t want to be a bother.”
“Never.” There was a hint of a smile on his face.
Rebekah slowly climbed off the hospital bed. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” He answered, putting on his sunglasses.
She walked over to the corner of the room and grabbed a jacket from one of the hangers. “And thanks for loaning me your jacket.” She said, holding it out to him. She tried to smile but the action hurt her bruised face too much.
Horatio took the jacket, cocking his head slightly. There was a pained expression on his face. “I want you to know that we are going to find who did this to you.”
Rebekah nodded, uncertain of if her voice would work. She let out a long, slow breath attempting to calm herself. “I know.” She said finally.
He didn’t say anything further as they walked outside the hospital toward the Hummer. He didn't want to press the subject, giving Rebekah the lead to talk about the attack only if she chose.
****
“I found out that Bryan is a suspect.” Rebekah said once they were settled in the Hummer and on the move.
“We’ve questioned him.” Horatio acknowledged, keeping his eyes on the road. “And I had a team search his place earlier today. It’s…it’s probably best if you don’t have any contact with him until we finish the investigation.”
“Yeah.” Rebekah replied softly. She could feel tears rising up inside of her. “We argued yesterday and I haven’t spoken to him since. I got scared when I found out he had lied to me about being questioned.”
“Understandable.” Horatio agreed. He sensed that Rebekah was starting to get upset. “Right now I just want you to focus on getting some rest, okay? Let us worry about the investigation.” He glanced over at her.
Rebekah nodded, her gaze focused down on her hands in her lap. She blinked rapidly to stop any tears from escaping. She remained quiet for the remainder of the trip to her apartment. The only sounds in the Hummer were the occasional chimes and tinny-sounding voice from the GPS device.
Horatio dropped Rebekah off at her apartment with strict instructions for her to call him if she needed anything. He continued to drive around for awhile, giving himself some time to think. Driving was often the only time he had free of interruptions, unlike at the lab which was one interruption after another.
Something was bothering Horatio about the suspect on the video tape. He couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that perhaps the suspect, in some capacity, worked at the MDPD building.