Foster's

Burglary .6

The first thing he had done, after talking to Angelica Foster again, was talk to her doctors.

He had heard from his CSI team. They were clear that Tommy had to have been killed after she got hit over the head.

This is because his blood had pooled around her. There was no way for that to have happened before she hit the ground. That meant she got hit and something hit Tommy so hard it was like he got hit by a car.

The hit and the squeezing were two separate events. He got hit so hard it broke ribs, then something grabbed and squeezed him like a bottle of toothpaste. And they couldn't tell him how that happened.

He was littered in bruises. All of which could have been contributed to being hit by a car, or by being picked up and given a literal bear hug.

Neither of which could have happened in that kitchen, so honestly they were at a complete loss as to how it happened. But they knew she couldn't have done it because she wasn't strong enough to have done it.

And, of course, she was unconscious at the time.

Angelica's doctors very kindly informed him that she was, in no way, faking her injury. Not only was her skull lacerated but her MRI confirmed a brain injury. She wasn't in danger, she wasn't internally bleeding, but she was concussed and it would be best to keep her for observation.

He had commented right away that she was in a private room, with the heavily implied question of how that had happened. That wasn't because she could afford it, but because strange things had been happening around her.

Her first MRI had been interrupted by a light shattering above her. They had to wait to clean everything up before trying again. Since she was pitching a fit even before the light shattered, they had decided to sedate her before the second one.

That first one though, it had gotten half way done before they were stopped by the light. They showed him the results too, they said there were no way to get lines like that unless something electronic was messing with the machine and they all confirmed that nothing was in there with her.

They chalked it up to whatever short circuit took out the light, but they had all gotten weird feelings around Angelica. To the point where they put her in her own room and nurses were arguing over who would be going in to check on her.

They said every time they walked into the room, no matter the time of day, there were shadows. Deep dark shadows that they swore moved along the wall. They felt as if something was watching them, the air felt oppressive, like something was standing there eyeing their every move.

He would have waved it off, but he too had felt the same way, both in her house and around her. He had even felt it in the room too.

After he was done talking to their doctors, he went one floor up to the psych ward to talk to Sloan's doctors.

By this point Sloan would have been that ward for about twenty four hours. The first thing the nurses did when they got there was sedate him. He wanted to see if he was a little more coherent now.

But when he went to see him, he found out that he had regressed.

Sloan would no longer talk, but he kept trying to draw. When they didn't give him paper he had used the food they brought him. When they took that away, he cut himself open and used his blood.

One of the nurses finally gave him paper and a pencil and the things he was drawing... they weren't normal.

Sloan wasn't an artist so the pictures were... crude to say the least, so it took him sometime to decipher what he was looking at.