CSI:NY - "The Younger Generation"

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When the girls arrived at school in the morning. They headed to their first period, music class. As they arrived they noticed the teacher wasn't there.

"Terry where's Mr.Phillips?"

"I don't know Shannon. He was here."

"I know where he went. He took Greta to the auditorium. He needed her help collecting instruments."

Shannon thought to herself.

"Umm..I'll be right back. Sara stay here, okay?"

"But I should go with Shannon. You shouldn't go alone."

"It's okay. I'll be fine."

"Either I come, or I call daddy."

"Fine. Let's go."

When they got to the Auditorium they couldn't find Greta or Mr.Phillips.

"Where are they Shannon?"

"I don't know Sara. Let's check backstage."

Walking back to the stage, they held each others hands. That's when they heard it. The soft sound of crying.

"Stop crying. I'm not going to hurt you. I just want you to take off your shirt. I need to see if the new choir shirts look right."

"I don't want to."

"Then I guess you don't want to be in the choir. I'll give your place to someone else."

Shannon was scared. She knew what Mr.Phillips was up too. She also knew she didn't have time to call for help.

"Listen Sara. We're going to walk back there and tell Mr.Phillips there's a phone call for him."

"Okay. But what if he hurts us."

"He won't Sara. As long as we stay together. Ready?"

"Excuse me Mr.Phillips. There's a phone call for you in the office."

"Oh...umm..hmm..Okay Greta, back to class. We'll try on the shirt later."

Slipping her shirt back on, she was still crying.

"Greta, are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

"No. He just scared me. He kept wanting me to take off my shirt."

"Did he touch you?"

"No. He just said he needed me to take off my shirt."

"Okay. Let's get back to class."

When they got back to class, they waited for Mr.Phillips to return.

"Shannon, out in the hall now."

Getting up from her seat, she walked out the door.

"Yes sir?"

"Don't yes sir me. Why did you lie to me? Doesn't matter anyway. You are to report to the Office. That's where you will be till after class."

Shannon was worried now. Her main concern was for Sara. For she was with her. Yet he only told on her. Instead of going to the Office, Shannon ran to the store across the street.

"Excuse me. I need to borrow your phone. Please. I need to call the Police."

"Shouldn't you be in school young girl. You are to young to be out by yourself."

"Just let me use your phone, please."

Passing her the phone, she called her dads cell.

"Delko."

"Daddy? It's Shannon. I need you at the school now. Please daddy hurry, I don't want him alone with Sara."

"What are you talking about Shannon? Where are you?"

"I'm at the corner store near the school. Please daddy, you got to get Sara."

"I'll be right there. Get back over to the school."

Hanging up the phone, Eric called Danny.

"Messer."

"Danny did you and Flack find out anything on that teacher?"

"We did. It seems Mr.Phillips was accused three times of misconduct. But, none of the girls would come forward. So the school covered it up. They've had the file buried for five years now. He was told to leave quietly, which he did. At the second school he attended. Two girls came forward with complaints. Both were found not to have enough evidence. Once again he was told to leave quietly."

"I don't get it. Why would they not listen to the students?"

"I don't know Eric. Most of the complaints were from how do you say it? Umm, plain Janes I guess. I don't know. That could be what attracts him."

"So what you are telling me is we have nothing?"

"That's right. Nothing but speculation."

"Keep looking. I want you to find the girls in the files. See if they will talk to you, or if they'd be willing to make a new statement."

"Sure. What about you Eric? Are you okay?"

"I'll be fine. I got to go."

Hanging up the phone he pulled into the school and seen Shannon waiting for him.

"Daddy. You have to hurry. All the kids are out for recess. But I don't see Sara or Greta daddy. They're not here."

"Who's Greta?"

"She's the one I caught Mr.Phillips with this morning. He was trying to get her to take off her shirt."

Eric tried not to panic. He knew he and Peanut had talked last night. There was no way she would go anywhere with him. Running into the school, Eric was stopped by the Principal.

"Excuse me Mr.Delko. We need to talk in my Office."

"Not right now. I need to find my daughter, and some girl named Greta."

"Calm down Mr.Delko. They are in my Office. Please. This way."

Walking into the Office, he seen his Peanut sitting with a young girl who was crying.

"Peanut!!!"

"Daddy. I'm okay. Don't worry daddy. I'm okay. I listened. I came right to the Office after class."

"That's my Peanut. Now, what's going on?"

"It seems one of our teachers were acting in an inappropriate manner to one of our younger students."

"Let me guess, Mr.Phillips?"

"That's right. I can honestly tell you, if in any way you were right, you have my full apologize, and my cooperation."

"Thank you. Would it be okay to ask Greta a few questions?"

"As soon as her parents get here, that will be fine."

Turning to call it in to Mac, Eric noticed Shannon was missing.

"Sara, where's Shannon?"

"I don't know daddy. She was right here. He doesn't have her, does he daddy. Not Shannon, please daddy find her."

"Calm down Sara. Let me talk to the Secretary."

While the Principal left. Eric didn't wait.

"Listen to me Peanut. Call papa, and tell him to send Officers here now."

"Okay daddy. But find Shannon."

"I will Peanut, I promise."
 
When Mac, Danny, and Don showed up they were frantic.

"Eric, did you tell them to lock down the school?"

"I did. All the kids are in the gym. The only child missing is my Shannon. God Mac we got to find her."

"We will Eric, just calm down."

"Hey Peanut, do you know where Mr.Phillips might be?"

"I don't know Uncle Danny. Maybe the Auditorium. He was there this morning with Greta. He's not going to hurt my sister, is he?"

"Shh..come on Peanut. She'll be fine."

While Danny held Sara. Eric, Mac and Don searched the school.

Meanwhile....

"You have caused me nothing but trouble. I should kill you and be done with it."

Trying to bind her hands together with tape, she faught. Bringing up her feet, she kicked them wildly against his arms.

"Let go of me. Let go of Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!"

Kicking him a good one in the face, Shannon ran down the stairs and into the hall. Trying all the doors, she found them locked.

"Get back here. Don't piss me off Shannon."

She was good and trapped now. All the doors were locked, she had no where to run. Looking over to her side, she seen the fire extinguisher. Smashing the glass with her hand, it began to bleed.

*Crying*..."God help me, it's to heavy."

Seeing Mr.Phillips coming closer, She picked up a piece of the glass and shoved it between her fingers like her Uncles had showed her. Then as he grabbed her, she sliced his arm.

"Auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh!!!You little bitch."

"You hear that Mac?"

"I do. Let's go. It came from the second floor."

Pulling Shannon by the hair, he tore at her shirt, as she brought down the glass and sliced him again.

"FREEZE. Release her now Phillips. Turn around slowly and lay flat out on the ground."

Don was holding Eric back.

"Don't do it Eric," as he squeezed him tighter.

Once Mac had him in cuffs he said...

"I need medical attention. Look what that little brat did to me."

Mac tossed him up against the wall and whispered....

"You listen to me you sick son of a bitch. Count yourself lucky it was me that found you. For if it had been my son, you'd be laying in a pool of your own blood right now. Get this piece of garbage out of here."

Leading him downstairs, Eric ran over to Shannon.

"Shannon. Oh my baby. Look at your hand. Let's get you to the Hospital."

"Okay daddy. I'm sorry."

"Sorry. Sorry for what sweetheart?"

"For hurting him. I didn't mean too."

"Aww Shannon. You have nothing to apologize for. He tried to hurt you. You did what you had to do to protect yourself. Don't you dare be sorry."

Picking her up in his arms, he carried her downstairs, found Sara, and left for the Hospital.
 
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When they got to the Hospital they took Shannon right in.

"Daddy, is Shannon going to be okay?"

"She'll be fine Peanut. Don't worry."

"Eric!! Eric, where's our daughter?"

"Calm down sweetheart. They took her in room one."

"How bad is she?"

"Not bad Mac. She may need a couple stitches.

"Danny said she faught off Mr.Phillips?"

"She did. She kicked him alot. Managed to wiggle away from him, and then she remembered the trick her Uncles taught her. She put a piece of the glass inbetween her fingers, and sliced him."

"Oh thank God. I'm glad she's safe. I'm going to see her."

Sitting down with Sara, he noticed she was shivering. Caressing her back, he held her tighter.

"Come on Peanut, settle down. I can feel you shivering."

"I'm sorry daddy. I was just so scared for Shannon."

"I know Peanut. It's all over now. Just relax."

While they waited, Danny and Mac showed up.

"Any word yet on my grandbaby?"

"Not yet dad. Mackenzie's in there with them."

"Sara's sleeping."

"I know. But she's still shivering."

Taking off his coat, Danny covered her.

"Think she'll be okay?"

"Yeah. She'll be fine. It's Shannon I'm worried about. I'm not sure what kind of affect this will have on her."

"Hopefully none. She did great today."

"I know dad. But she's still going to have some kind of flashback."

"Maybe, maybe not. She's very strong Eric. Stella and I were talking about that the other day. Shannon is more Taylor/Bonasara. She's a fighter, and survivor. I'd be more concerned if it was Sara. For she's alot like her mom, sensitive and trusting."

"I guess you're right."

It was at that moment Mackenzie and Shannon walked out.

"Hi baby. How you feeling?"

"Tired. Really tired daddy."

"They drugged her up pretty good. Six stitches. We need to get her home. They said she sliced a nerve. I've also got to get the script filled for her."

"We can do that on the way home sweetheart."

Picking up his granddaughter, Mac carried her to the car.

"I'm so tired papa."

"I know sweetheart. Lay your head back and go to sleep."

Cuddling under her papas neck. She fell asleep.

At the Station...

"You won't be keeping me here for long. I've done nothing wrong. The most you can charge me with is assault on a minor."

Don really wished he'd shut his mouth. He was getting sick of listening to him.

"Hey...I want a God damn lawyer. I want my phone call too."

Walking from lock up Don didn't even bother to look back. For he knew he would get off with a slap. They had no proof, no witnesses, no one willing to come forward and tell what he had done to those other girls.

Not wanting to upset Eric right now. Don decided to give the news to Mac. That way he could decide when to tell Eric and Mackenzie the bad news.
 
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Shannon is really a tough little girl. It was so sad when she apologized for hurting Mr. Phillips. The innocence of a child. Aww...

Eric's gonna be peeved that the creep's getting off with a slap on the wrist. Can't imagine Mac'll be too happy either.
 
Sometimes in real life. One victim isn't enough. They need more to have him put away longer, or for good. Remember he didn't really get a chance to hurt her. I don't want to give to much of this away, but the testimony you will soon read is what will turn the case against Mr.Phillips. That's all I'm willing to tell;)
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When they got home Mac carried his granddaughter up to her bed. As he layed her down, his cell phone rang.

"Taylor."

"Mac, I have some bad news for you."

"What is it Don?"

"Phillips has been released on bail."

"What!!! When??"

"Two hours ago. I'm sorry Mac we tried everything to hold him. But with this being his first charge, the judge didn't see him as a threat."

"This is bull shit Don. We can't let him get away with this. I swear to God I'll ki....."

"Don't say it Mac. I don't want to have to give testimony."

"Listen. I want you to take Danny and go visit those five girls on that list. I want you two to let the parents know what happened today, and that we really need them to come forward."

"We'll try Mac. I'll call you later."

Hanging up the phone, Mac knew he couldn't keep it from Eric. For Eric would find out when he came into work. Walking down the stairs, Mac seen them all sitting in the kitchen. Except for Sara who was still snuggled under her daddy's neck.

"What is it dad? I know that look."

"There's no easy way to tell you this Eric. Phillips was released on bail."

"WHAT!!! How? We just put him in there?"

"I know. He was screaming for a Lawyer. Unfortunetly with no criminal record or prior convictions the judge released him on bail."

"This is insane. Which damn judge released him?"

"Eric!!! That doesn't matter. I have Don and Danny working on the past victims, hopefully they can get one of them, if not all of them to come forward."

"And if they don't? Then what? No child is safe as long as he is running the streets."

Mackenzie could see the anger in her husbands eyes. She could see he was nearing he breaking point. Walking over she wrapped her arm around him and Sara.

Mac was worried. His daugher was the peacekeeper. But he wasn't sure if it would be enough to stop Eric from hunting Phillips down.

"Eric, I need you to promise me that you are not going to go after Phillips. You have daughters that need you. I want you to think about that everytime you get the urge to leave this house."

Eric said nothing. Mackenzie held tighter, as she could feel every muscle, every nerve that was her husband tense.

"Promise me Eric."

"Fine. I promise. But if no one comes forward, if not one of those victims talk. Then it becomes personal for me."

Mac knew he was serious. But Mac also knew he wouldn't hesitate to put him in lockdown if it came to that. Walking from the kitchen with his Peanut in his arms. He headed upstairs to see Shannon.

"Dad, I'm really worried. I've never seen Eric like this."

"I know sweetheart. Just give him time. If he becomes to restless, you call me right away. Promise me Mackenzie."

"I promise daddy. Can you, mom, and Michelle stay for dinner?"

Stella knew her daughter was worried. She could see the pain in her eyes.

"Sure sweetheart. We can stay if you like."

"Thanks mom. I really appreciate it."

Meanwhile...

Don and Danny were having no luck. Three of the five victims refussed to come forward.

"We're down to two Don. What the hell are we going to do?"

"I don't know Danno. Let's just hope we can get one of the two to talk."

Knocking on the door, a young girl answered.

"Hello."

"Hi. My name is Det.Flack. this is my partner CSI Messer. Can you tell me, are you Wendy?"

"I am. why?"

***Wendy who is that at the door?****

"It's the Police mom."

Hearing the footsteps a woman appeared at the door.

"Can I help you?"

"I hope so. We need to talk to your daughter about her assault she suffered at the hands of one of her teachers, Mr.Phillips."

Don and Danny seen all the blood drain from the young girls face.

"Umm...I don't think it's a good thing. I'm sorry."

"Please!!! We really need your help. Another young girl was assaulted by this teacher. She's only seven, willing to come forward and file charges."

"Then why would you need my daughter?"

"We need her to back up this recent victim. Else he is going to get off again. Which means he can do this to someone elses child. Is that what you, or your daughter want?"

"Look, Det.Flack. Don't play the sympathy card with me. How the hell did you find us anyways? We never brought our case forward."

"Doesn't matter. What matters is a seven year girl who faught for her life today to escape this Pedophile, who is now running the streets with a free pass to do it again."

"Mom....."

"What is it Wendy?"

"I want to help. Please mom. Let me finally help."

Looking at her daughter, she seen her tears.

"Fine Detective. Come in, we'll give you a statement."

Don breathed a sigh of relief. For now they knew they could build a solid case against Mr.Phillips.
 
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