Hey! ok this is my second try at writing a story. last time it wasn't the greatest accomplishment. i dont have a title for this so if you have any ideas please reveiw and let me know. i love to hear what you think about it and if you have any ideas on where it should lead tell me. thanks and enjoy!

This particular night at the crime lab was one of the busiest they have had in a while. The lab was louder than usual because most of the day shift had been called in to work some of the cases. As they had been all night, a new case came in and since Sara and Greg had just finished their last case, they took it.

"Ok. Sara, Greg you have a domestic dispute on 3719 Victorian Hill Avenue. Cop who called it in said he suspected abuse." Grissom handed the folder over. "Get to it."

Sara looked at Greg to find his face pale. "What's wrong Greg?"

"What did he say that address was?"

"3719 Victorian Hill Avenue. Why?" she asked curiously.

"Shit. I'm driving." He said quickly walking out of the room and down the hall, not giving her a chance to answer.

When she finally caught up with him she grabbed his arm, forcing him to come to a halt. "What is it? Come on if we are working this together I think I have a right to know."

He looked at her then at the ground and said, "I have a friend who lives at that house." He started walking towards the car again. "She lives with her boyfriend and he is not the most soft-hearted man out there."

"So your saying that he abuses her?" she asked while opening the passenger side door and getting in.

"That's what I'm saying. Does that file say if anyone was hurt?"

"Well the neighbor that called it in said that she heard a woman scream. When the cops arrived a man answered the door telling them that it was the TV. Since the TV wasn't on the cops got suspicious. They asked if they could come in and the man nearly hit the one of the cops in the face when they asked a second time."

Greg exhaled loudly. "Did they say anything about a woman being in the house?" they were about five minutes away.

"Yea. They said she didn't look too good." Sara looked at him cautiously not knowing how well Greg knew this girl or if he could handle the case. "Are you sure you want to handle this one?"

Greg didn't respond. He turned of the ignition, jumped out of the car a walked quickly towards the house. The house was a two-story. White exterior with chipping paint around the windows. Every light in the house was on. When Sara reached the house, she walked through the front door and immediately to her right was a small living room. Greg was squatting in front of a girl that looked about twenty sitting in a love seat. They were whispering, so she couldn't hear their conversation. She walked over a said to Greg, "I'm going to go talk to the man. You want to join me?"

"Amy, will you excuse me for a minute while I go talk to Luke?" she merely nodded. "Ok I'll be back in a minute."

"Wait." She said quietly. She waved her hand indicating that he come closer. She whispered something in Greg's ear and he nodded. "I won't" he said.

Sara and Greg walked out of the house to a man that was sitting on the bottom step. "Luke Chandler? Hi." Sara said in a dry tone.

Luke didn't respond to her but kept his eyes locked on Greg. "lookie here. Greggie comes to the rescue again. How nice."

Luke was a big man. Estimating about 6'2 and 250 pounds. He had some pretty good sized biceps too. He looked as if he had served some time in the military seeing as his hair was cropped short to his head the color not recognizable.

Greg finnaly spoke, eyes still locked on Luke. "I'd knock the shit out of you but I promised Amy I wouldn't."