Title: King Kong on Cocaine
Author: Amy aka Lady Julieanne
Rating: Varies from PG-13 to NC-17, maybe R for use of language, but 
if you're old enough for the NC-17 then you're old enough to read the 
rest of it.
Pairing: C/S, I don't write any other
Disclaimer: We all know that I don't own them. The story is mine 
though.
Summary: Catherine's POV during my story Bad Thoughts. 

A/N: So this wraps up Catherine's POV. Soon you will have Sara's. 
It's all an attempt to figure out my own writing and what I'm best 
at. Please provide feedback for my tortured mind.


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Sara runs off to a lab to grab some kits as I go back to talk with 
Jonathan. I'm sure everyone in the office can take one look at my 
face and know what I've just done. But right now, I'm so happy that I 
don't care if everyone does know. 

I try to convince the boy to let us take the samples without talking 
to his lawyer. Now I know he doesn't like me. He agrees to give the 
samples the first time Sara asks him, after I had already tried about 
three times. Sara heads off to run the tests on his samples as I head 
over to speak with his father.

Like father, like son. Or in this case it's technically like son, 
like father since I talked to the son first. Scott gives up little 
information before he lawyers up. I do get him to admit that he hit 
his wife. I also manage to get an alibi out of him for the time of 
his ex-wife's murder. Looks like he evidence is staking up against 
the son.

As he waits for his lawyer, I check in with Greg to see about the DNA 
samples from the son. He rushed them for me and for his kindness I 
give him a light kiss on the cheek. I am in a really good mood 
tonight. More evidence against Jonathan. I now that Sara will be 
examining the fingerprints herself and head out to find her. 

Sure enough, there she is, hunched over the comparison microscope 
manually checking prints. If I know her, she ran them through AFIS 
and is just double checking the match. She is too involved in her 
work to notice my entrance into the room. I suddenly have a good 
idea. We'll see how she likes it. I come up behind her, move some of 
her hair out the way, and lick her ear exactly as she had done to me 
earlier. She hums her approval and I do it again. I watch as goose 
bumps run up and down her skin.

We discuss our results and I tell her that we have to wait for 
Scott's attorney before he will give us the samples we want. All the 
evidence points to Jonathan, but we need to make sure we account for 
every print on the knife before we close this case. Sara leads me 
over to the other side of the table, where I see she has laid out 
pictures across the table.

She has a puzzle for me and leaves me to solve the riddle. I am to be 
looking for something that was here and is now gone. She can be so 
helpful. It takes me a while, but in one of the pictures, I can see a 
faint outline of a knife in the dried blood. Our killer may have left 
the knife behind and then someone else came along and took it after 
the blood had had a chance to dry.

I know that Sara is once again in the break room having another cup 
of coffee. It's like an addiction for her. I think she probably 
drinks about five cups a shift. And I know she doesn't even drink it 
to keep awake. I think she just like it that much. I rush off to find 
her and declare my victory over her riddle. We discuss what she 
thinks it means, and though I think it's a stretch, she might have a 
good point. It's not like these people aren't screwed up enough 
anyway. 

She slightly teases me again and bets breakfast that she's right. I 
take the bet knowing that right or wrong, I win if her idea of 
breakfast ends up anything like this morning. 
We notice that Scott's attorney has decided to show up and we head in 
to get his prints. We confirm his alibi for the night of his murder, 
oddly enough he was with his attorney, and Sara grabs his prints and 
I take a saliva sample.

Sara has gone off again to run his prints and I go back to Greg. Sara 
finds me to tell me that Scott's prints were on the murder weapon and 
I tell that his DNA wasn't at the scene. If I know Sara, she will 
push any button she can find on Scott to see if she's right about him 
stabbing his wife post mortem. I head into a different interview room 
to tell Jonathan that he will be arrested.

With the presence of another officer in the room he takes the news 
pretty well and only cries a little. Sara has finished her talk with 
Scott and, what do you know, she was right. As shift ends, I am 
reminded that I owe Sara another breakfast. This time though, she 
wants to go to her place. Good.


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So that's it for Catherine's side of the story. We will soon find out 
what Sara thinks.

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