Well, what can I say...I caught the bug...
I've read lots of stories with Grissom as a vampire, but as yet, Sara's never been a vampire. And considering I've just finished watching Karin, it kinda spurned me on. Hehe.
Quite a bit of inspiration is taken from Karin, which is a hilarious anime that I highly recommend. Fear not, if you're confused at first, things will become clearer later on.
Disclamier: I don't own CSI or Karin. I do, however, own Anju Maaka, but Yuna Kagesaki just doesn't know it yet.
Sara sat on the bench, staring blankly into her locker. Whenever she woke up, and her heart was beating faster, and it was hard to breathe, she knew it wasn't a good sign. She really should have called in sick, but that would mean lying to Grissom, and that was something she didn't really want to do.
"Hey, Sara!" Catherine strolled cheerfully into the locker room.
"Hey," Sara mumbled miserably in reply.
"Oh," Catherine lowered her voice, "That time of the month again?"
"Yeah."
"You could have called in sick."
"But if it became a habit, don't you think everyone would think it was strange that I was ill once a month?"
"True…but don't worry. We'll sort something out, we always do."
Sara smiled slightly, nodded and shut her locker door. Once Catherine had put her belongings in her locker, they headed to the break room together.
"I wonder if Gil's gonna pair himself with you tonight," grinned Catherine as they sat down opposite each other at the table.
"Shut up."
"Oh, come on, Sara, I know how you feel."
"For both our sakes, I hope we're not working together tonight."
Catherine frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"
"Because whenever I work with him, it messes with my cycle."
"You never told me that!" Catherine's eyes widened.
"You never asked. Besides, it's not that important."
"Yeah, it is! If he's messing with your cycle, it could happen more often…"
"I don't want it to happen more often! Once a month is bad enough!"
Once everyone was in the break room, Grissom came and handed out assignments. And, as Catherine had predicted, he paired himself with Sara.
Great, thought Sara, How am I supposed to concentrate on…anything…while he's around, especially in my current condition?
As Grissom drove them to the crime scene, Sara stared intently at her feet and tried not to think about the man sat next to her.
Why does this happen? Every time it gets worse!
She suddenly realised something. She was alone. With Grissom. Perfect, she thought, moving towards him, I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I just…
The beeping of a car horn brought her back to reality, at which point she moved as far away from him as she could. No, no, no, I can't do that, I can't!
Just as they pulled up at the scene, Grissom put his hand on Sara's arm.
Thud.
Her eyes widened.
"Sara, are you okay?" Grissom looked concerned.
Thud.
"Yeah, I'm fine, no need to worry."
Sara was out of the car so fast that she was practically a blur. She grabbed her kit and power-walked over to Brass, who was stood by the crime scene tape.
Apparently, some college student had either been pushed or had jumped out of the window. And she and Grissom had to process the victim's bedroom. Together. That was bad enough, but for some reason, he always seemed to stay in close quarters. Not good at all.
How she was going to make it through the rest of her shift, she had no idea.
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Sara climbed into the driver's side of her car, shut the door and breathed a huge sigh of relief.
It turned out that the victim's room-mate went beserk when she found out that people knew that she still wet the bed, assumed that the victim had told everyone and pushed her out of the window. The only thing was, it was her boyfriend who'd spilled the beans.
Honestly. The reasons some people committed murder.
She'd managed to make it through the entire shift without doing something really stupid, but now, she wasn't sure how much longer she'd be able to cope. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and sent a text message to Catherine, consisting of three words: Please help me.
She put her phone away, started the engine and soon found herself heading in the direction of the nearest park.
Once she was there, she leapt out of her car and walked swiftly along the path that lead through the park.
Thankfully the park was very quiet. The only person she could see was a smartly dressed middle-aged man, fast asleep on a bench.
He's asleep. There's no one else around. This is perfect.
She slowly walked towards him.
He'll never even realise-
As fate would have it, she hadn't taken note of the slightly uneven paving. The next thing she knew, she was flat on her face.
Just then, the man on the bench woke up. As she stood up, he noticed a tall, long-legged brunette, flat on her face on the ground.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
She stood up, her head bowed. When she looked up at him, he could only stare at her glowing red eyes and the sharp, white fangs that protruded from her mouth.
Sara launched herself at him, and mentally sighed in contentment when she bit into his neck…
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After a while, she withdrew her fangs and allowed the man to drop to the ground, unconscious. She saw him glow for a brief moment, but then the glow disappeared.
"Now, when he wakes up, he won't remember anything about you."
"Catherine!" Sara spun round and flong her arms around the older woman.
"If you would clear up after yourself, it would be a lot easier!" Catherine rolled her eyes.
"Do you want to-"
"No, I'm fine," Catherine grabbed Sara's hand, "I'm coming over for breakfast."
"Knowing Heather and Sophia, they'll have invited themselves over, too."
"Let's get going," Catherine dragged Sara in the direction of their cars.
Grissom, hidden behind a nearby tree, was trying to process everything he'd just seen, or, for the most part, heard.
Sara with her arms around a middle-aged business man? Catherine and Sara talking about Lady Heather and Sophia like they were friends with them? Catherine and Sara holding hands?
What was going on?
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