Title: Blood Spatter
Author: bichonmom
Pairing: gen
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Catherine and Greg but not that way.
A/N: This is based off a case that recently wrapped up where I live. Since there was no body the majority of the testifying was done by crime, scene investigators and other crime scene experts and yes the lawyer really did make this argument. I set this in Vegas because I can see Catherine having this rant and if I remember correctly from an episode earlier this season, Catherine is a blood spatter expert.
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I wouldn't still be working where I do and my ex not paying child support wouldn't piss me off. I don't own them so I do and it does.
Summary: The things lawyers will say to try to get their clients off.

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"So, how was court today, Catherine?" Greg asked as the two of them headed to a 419 out in Henderson.

"Fine. Why do you ask?"

"Thought that might be the reason you're so tense."

"Who says I'm tense?"

"Well, if you grip that steering wheel any harder either it or your hands are going to break." Greg observed with a wry smile.

Catherine just chuckled in response.

"It was the Logan case. You know the one where the college student went missing and we still haven't found the body." Catherine told him.

"Isn't that the one where you and Sara found lots of blood spatter, tests showed she was pregnant, and the boyfriend lied about having ever been in her car?"

"That's the one. The boyfriend's charged with second-degree murder. The DA offered him a manslaughter deal if he told us where the body was, which he turned down flat. Sara testified about the evidence and I testified as a blood spatter expert." Catherine said with a nod.

"Okay so what's the problem? It's not like you've never testified about blood spatter before."

"The defense attorney is what's wrong. Sara and I found a four foot by two-foot stain on the bed, on a sword, the TV, the TV stand, two of the walls, a pair of hedge clippers, and the ceiling! The city spent $30,000 proving all those stains were Anna's blood and do you know what the defense has the audacity to claim?"

"What?" Greg knew it was a rhetorical question but felt compelled to respond anyway.

"That Anna Logan is still alive and the blood is from either a miscarriage or her and the boyfriend having sex while she was having her period. The funny thing is I wouldn't be surprised if the jury bought it. I mean you know how fickle a jury can be and how boring DNA and blood spatter can be and how slick defense attorneys can be." Catherine's tone was one of utter disbelief. She couldn't believe the things lawyers could and would say in front of juries and she couldn't believe she'd had to waste five hours on the stand during Lindsay's spring break because this little twerp thought no body meant no crime.

"Okay, well that's a gross kinky mental image." Greg supplied.

"What?" Catherine snapped. She had been so busy venting she wasn't really listening to what she was saying so Greg's comment really threw her for a loop.

"The sexual positions required to get blood on the ceiling. Of course if the jury buys the miscarriage theory I wonder if they'll reason that they got blood on the sword and the hedge clippers performing a D and C." Greg deadpanned as they arrived at their destination.

That did it. The tension in Catherine finally broke and she laughed as she turned the car off.

"Thanks, Greg, I need that. Let's get to work."

The two of them grabbed their kits and head towards the scene.

Four days later.

"Here you go, Catherine." Greg handed her a cup of coffee as she walked into the break room.

"Thanks, Greg." Catherine took a sip. "What'd I do to rate Blue Hawaiian?"

"Nothing. I figured it would be a good way to celebrate."

"Celebrate what?"

"You haven't heard? The jury came back in the Logan case. Guilty of second-degree murder. The jury didn't buy the defense."

Catherine just smiled. Nice to know the system still worked and on a Saturday even.

~Fin~

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